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Several people turned to look at him, but he did not speak.

On the other side, after Rong Tuying finished speaking, he held the reins and was about to turn over and get on the horse, Jin Wuwei, who had cut off the horse's head, showed a contemptuous smile on his face, but Fu Minghua took a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his hands:

"Let's go? I said, "She looked at Tu Ying lazily, and there was a sarcasm in her eyes:

"No one wants to leave."

As soon as she said this, Yao Shi and the others in the restaurant couldn't help but move when they heard it.

Rong Tuying paused, obviously didn't expect her to say such a thing, so she turned her head to look at her, and smiled without smiling:

"The emperor has an urgent matter, if there is a collision, the minister will personally go to the Qin Palace, but if the emperor misses a major event, the minister is really not easy to explain."

He smiled, but there was a cold glint in his eyes.

Rong Tuying is seven feet eight inches long, shorter than Yan Chai, but he is also dignified, gentle and elegant.

He had long hair and was quite famous when he was young.

If it is an ordinary boudoir show, if he looks at it like this, he will be afraid and afraid, and dare not speak out.

Even if he is a minister in the DPRK and China, there are few people who dare to look at him.

At the beginning, Youzhou assassinated Shi Wenxuan, who was arrogant and domineering, but he was very honest in front of him, which proved that this person did have his superiority.

But when he stared at Fu Minghua at this time, Fu Minghua did not dodge or dodge, and looked at him with a smile.

Her face was still a little pale, and today in order to participate in the Su family's wedding banquet, she wore a cyan palace dress, and her eyebrows were childish.

Rong Tuying originally looked down on her, but for some reason, she remembered what Concubine Rong said before, and when she was calculated, she showed vigilance in her eyes again, and she no longer underestimated her.

"Is Lord Rong threatening me?"

Fu Minghua smiled and asked.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, the horse's blood stained her fingernails, and it dried up a little.

She stretched out the long nails of her thumb and gently flicked away the blood from the cracks, making a subtle sound.

"The women don't even know, could it be that for a while, the court and the central government can't leave the adults?"

Rong Tuying couldn't help but squint her eyes when she heard her mean words.

If he insists on sticking to his previous rhetoric, Emperor Jia'an will be disgusted with him if he learns about it.

But if he denies this, he will be left by Fu Minghuaqiang.

He didn't know that the waste-like Fu Qixian of the Changle Hou Mansion had raised such a eloquent daughter.

Rong Tuying is more vigilant in his heart, he can get to this point step by step, which has a lot to do with his cautious character of not underestimating anyone and not despising the slightest trivial matter.

He never exalted himself, nor did he underestimate everyone who was against him.

At this time, he found that Fu Minghua was a little difficult, and several ways to deal with her quickly flashed in his mind.

The carriage was now distorted by the undead horse, and the horse was so badly wounded that he would not survive, but he would have to suffer so much that he would die.

Fu Minghua glanced at it coldly, looked at Jin Wuwei who was about to put the knife into the sheath, and said softly:

"If you have such a skill, why can't you cut off the horse's head with a knife?"

The guard in the Golden Guard didn't expect her to say this, one moment he saw her coldly say 'no one wants to leave', and the next moment he heard her ask why he couldn't cut off his horse's head.

For a while, the man was a little at a loss, pursed his lips, turned his head to look at Rong Tuying, and there was an inquiring look in his eyes.

"Cut off the horse's head!"

Fu Minghua commanded, and Jin Wuwei was stunned for a moment and did not move.

"I'll tell you to cut off the horse's head!" Fu Minghua said again, and the man showed hesitation on his face, and looked at Rong Tuying again.

"Since the princess has orders, let me go." Rong Tuxiang pinched the handkerchief, covered his lips, and covered the sneer on his lips, and his voice was a little slurred through the handkerchief.

The guard hesitated, jumped down from the debris, walked over the painful horse, raised the knife in his hand, and slashed it down.

Blood splattered all over his head, and the horse swallowed his breath before the pain ended.

He wiped his face, and his mouth was full of fishy horse blood. But he didn't dare to shout, but turned his head sideways and opened his mouth to spit a mouthful of bloody spit.

"Bring Lord Rong's horse, and I will have one less animal to pull the cart." Fu Minghua looked at this scene with a smile, and the people around him smelled the smell of blood, but their faces were a little pale.

She tilted her chin and glanced at Rong Tuying:

"How dare Lord Lao Rong personally send a horse to the palace? Lord Rong is busy with affairs, and another day is not as good as today, so I will take this horse away. ”

Rong Tuying's face sank, his hand touched the horse's sideburns, and he didn't move when he heard the words.

"Go and summon Jin Wuwei Zhang Xun to come, this man will run into me, cut off my horse pulling the cart, and wound my servant."

Fu Minghua turned his head sideways and ordered Yin Shu on the side.

When the man, who was still covered in blood, heard this, he became a little anxious.

The Zhang Xun mentioned by Fu Minghua is the general of the Jin Wuwei Institute, and he happens to be in charge.

At this time, Fu Minghua was going to summon Zhang Xun to come, and this matter could not be good.

Naturally, the matter could not implicate Rong Tuying, at most, Fu Minghua gave him some face, in order to avenge himself for being lost face by him.

But once Zhang Xun came forward, this man naturally couldn't get out of it, so he showed a look of timidity on his face.

Yin Shu replied and withdrew from the crowd.

Rong Tuying's gaze fell on her like a falcon, but she still turned around and left.

Fu Minghua glanced at Rong Tuying, and said with a smile:

"The emperor and other adults are in a hurry, why aren't you in a hurry?"

Rong Tuying's cheek muscles twitched slightly, and she was about to turn over and get on the horse, but Fu Minghua raised his hand: "Wait." ”

She slowly straightened her clothes and said with a faint smile:

"I said it, Lord Rong." Fu Minghua paused for a moment before looking at Rong Tuying's eyes: "This horse already belongs to me." ”

Rong Tuying looked at her for a long time, her eyes churning with murderous intent, but Fu Minghua looked at him with a gentle gaze and smiled.

After a while, Rong Tu Yingcai smiled and patted the horse's back:

"Since the princess likes it, take it."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked without hesitation, and walked to a subordinate behind, the man jumped off the horse, Rong Tuying turned over, clamped the horse's belly, and shouted: "Drive!" ”

The horses galloped with their hooves raised, and the mother-in-law who was driving the cart stepped forward to hold the horse he had ridden earlier.

Rong Tuying and his party left in the dust, but Jin Wuwei's shoulders hung down, wanting to admit his mistake to her.

Fu Minghua pinched the veil and ordered:

"Pack up this place, go back alone, and send this dead horse to Lord Rong's mansion!"

The next person should be. (To be continued.) )