Jingmo's expression changed slightly, and he was not as calm as before.

"The assassin who broke into the Nine Kings' Mansion to assassinate you once went in and out of southern Xinjiang half a year ago and caused a bloody case."

Jingmo's tone was very peaceful, and his eyes were very serious.

Feng frowned lightly and raised his head: "What is he doing in Southern Xinjiang?" Also, how do you know about this? ”

The Nine Kings' Mansion was very well guarded, at least the formation inside that Feng Qing had seen was difficult.

If this man actually mentioned the incident of that night, then he must have gone inside.

Jingmo hooked his lips: "I followed him before and after, but I was trapped by the formation and followed him in, fortunately, I have a lot of Gu on my body, and I can hide my breath." ”

“……”

To put it bluntly, he didn't rely on himself to get in, otherwise, Feng Qing would have to worry about Fu Jiuchen somewhat.

The Nine Kings' Mansion is dignified, and anyone can enter it, so it's too unsafe.

"Tell me, who is that man?"

Feng frowned slightly: "Knowing too much is not good for you, he is a ghost under the umbrella, a top-ranked killer, even if you find him, he is not his opponent." ”

"He killed my brother, injured my second uncle, blinded my mother, and slaughtered more than 100 Gu girls in southern Xinjiang."

With all these bad deeds, it's hard not to be outraged.

But Feng said softly, when he came to the door, he was just sent to death.

An Assassin from the Apocalypse, it would be difficult for them to sanction him alone.

"He's an assassin, just like this chopstick, just a ruthless tool, and it's better to figure out who bought him than to kill him for revenge."

Feng said softly, this is the most important thing.

Instead of going to the door to find the trouble of the ghost under the umbrella.

Jingmo agreed with her statement, so he didn't show up directly that night, he listened a lot in secret, and he also knew Feng Qingqing's "secret".

"Can you ask me the answer to this? I see that he seems to be very jealous of your master. ”

Jingmo only asked tentatively.

But in exchange for a smile from the woman opposite.

"He won't sell face to anyone, he let me go, he just doesn't want to accept my master's kindness, he is a person from Apocalypse City, his ability is above you and me, and what can make him willing to sell his life is one thing besides money."

It's not that if you have money, you can make the ghost under the umbrella obedient.

Feng leaned over lightly: "Without the ability of Apocalypse City, how could he succumb, even if the ghost under the umbrella escaped from Apocalypse City, his innate arrogance would not surrender to the great cause." ”

Feng was afraid that he wouldn't understand, so he simply made it clear.

"It's the people of the Nangong family who want to kill me, I have ruined their chances several times, and they have no room for tolerance for me, the ghosts under the umbrella are used by the Nangong family, one is because of money, and the other is because of the Murong family."

Feng lightly gave Jingmo a brief analysis.

If he wants revenge, he is bound to talk to the ghost under the umbrella, then the only way to go is the Murong clan, the Murong clan controls a lot of forces in this continent, Feng Qingqing thought that Nanjiang was also one of them at first, but now it seems that the status of Nanjiang is not even comparable to the status of a Nangong Mansion.

At least here in Jingmo, I haven't even heard of the existence of the Murong clan.

That's weird.

"You might as well use the Nangong family to get close to the ghost under the umbrella, but I warn you." Feng stood up gently, the smile on the corner of his mouth was very shallow, "It's dangerous to seek skin with a tiger." ”

Jingmo clenched his hands fiercely.

He was thinking about how to solve this problem perfectly!

"By the way, I don't mind letting you sell it once, but in terms of price, I have to talk about it in detail, and use my identity to win the heart of the old man of the Nangong family, I think you are very close to success."

She seems to be joking, and she seems to be giving advice to Jingmo very seriously.

Jing Mo's brows furrowed tightly, probably not expecting Feng to speak like this: "It's not good to lead the head to you in exchange for the trust of the Nangong family." ”

Feng Qingqing can say these words to him, and he also trusts him, at least in Jingmo's opinion.

But the woman said: "Just remember to pay the money, and my name can be used as you like." ”

"Ahem." Jing Mo didn't take a breath, and now he choked to death, and he watched the woman turn around in a chic manner.

Feng left gently, and she also took a basket of small biscuits, which was not a waste of money for today's meal.

She sighed heavily, in fact, she had learned a lot in Apocalypse City before, at least she wouldn't come here from Apocalypse City to bully others.

But people like the ghost under the umbrella are different.

Feng Qingqing did not die, and Fu Wuya did not die, which was a big blow to the Nangong family.

The old man of the Nangong family didn't know what the prince of Nanjiang came to visit for, could it be that he had taken a fancy to someone in his Nangong Mansion?

"The prince has a heart, and the old man quits the court and is behind the scenes, and he also wants to live a clean life." The old man stroked his beard, helplessly, "I heard that the great cause of Southern Xinjiang is harmonious, who does the prince of the world fancy to?" ”

Jingmo hurriedly explained: "No, I have been here for a long time, and I have never visited Lord Nangong, and I also have some things I want to consult with Lord Nangong." ”

The old man's eyes were very strange, he didn't know what he had to discuss with this prince from southern Xinjiang.

But those words on the face still maintained.

"Let's be honest, as long as I can help, I will do my best."

"That's the case, I have never been able to sleep well when I came to Daye, and last night I was walking on the road and saw a ghostly person enter the Nine Kings' Mansion." Jingmo pursed his lips, "That man came back here later." ”

He was straightforward, directly reminding the old man that the man was a ghost under the umbrella.

The old man sat up straight, his eyes full of suspicion: "So the prince is here to threaten the old man?" ”

"No, Lord Nangong is serious, I have something to say to you, I followed that person into the Nine Kings' Mansion and heard some words that I shouldn't have heard." Jingmo hooked his lips and smiled very lightly.

The old man's eyes were full of ruthlessness.

He stared at Jingmo: "The prince still thinks twice, there are some things that should not be said, and whether it is appropriate to say them." ”

"I think Lord Nangong should also want to know these things, why didn't that person do it last night." Jingmo said softly, "I know all kinds of reasons, don't Lord Nangong want to know?" ”

The old man sat up straight, he gritted his teeth, he couldn't open the brain of the ghost under the umbrella to see what was inside, why the assassination was actually stopped, and he didn't even give him an excuse.

He didn't want to let go of Feng Qingqing, this woman ruined his good deeds several times.

You can't die if you don't die.

"Please also ask the prince to give advice." The old man said in a deep voice and looked at Jingmo.

"Feng Qingqing is the apprentice of Qiancheng of Apocalypse City, not an ordinary person, no wonder the assassin will retreat, as soon as he hears Qiancheng's name, the assassin's expression is not right, he is selling Qiancheng a face."

Jing Mo said it all in one go, he stared at these people, and probably knew Feng Qing's intentions.

She didn't mind him coming out to talk about these things, in fact, she also wanted to use this profile to suppress the group of people in the Nangong family who were confirmed by the ghost under the umbrella.

"She's an apprentice of Qiancheng? How is this possible? The old man was terrified, "If it is really that woman's apprentice, it is indeed troublesome." ”

Not to mention them, even the Murong clan may not be the opponent of Qiancheng.

The old man's heart was full of emotions, he was thinking about this problem, if this was true, then he must be cautious to deal with Feng Qingqing, if it was fake, how could the ghost under the umbrella leave willingly.

Feng Qingqing has such an identity, no wonder he has always been so arrogant.

The old man was thinking about this problem, at least he couldn't make a decision easily, he looked at Jingmo.

"The news is very important, and the old man will seriously consider it." The old man's eyes were sharp, "But the old man still doesn't want this matter to spread outside, only God knows about it, you know it, I know." ”

Jing Mo took a deep breath, and he nodded: "I came to find Lord Nangong, so naturally I hope this time, but I want to know how the Lord got in touch with Apocalypse City?" ”

The murderous aura flashed in the old man's eyes for a moment, and he raised his head sharply and looked at Jingmo.

It seems that this person is asking questions that should not be asked.

"There are some things that you can't listen to, today, life is more important than anything else, Southern Xinjiang and the great cause are close to each other, on the surface, they seem to be dependent on the great cause, but in fact they have other ambitions."

"My ancestors did have a connection with Apocalypse City, but my father never told me about it." Jingmo pursed her lips and frowned slightly.

He came today to give a vote.

used Feng Qingqing's identity to tell the old man Nangong that he was on Nangong's side.

"There used to be excellent people in southern Xinjiang stationed in the apocalypse, but then the connection was cut off." The old man pursed his lips, "This kind of thing is about chance, and it's not like I can help." ”

Jingmo secretly gritted his teeth and sighed, he was really an old fox.

It's hard to even ask these words.

The old man said a few words of thanks, and in the end he didn't tell Jingmo anything substantial, but it wasn't a big deal, at least he took the first step.

The old man asked Jingmo to send him away, but in his heart he was thinking about Feng's light matter.

"She's an apprentice of Qiancheng, but luckily our assassination didn't succeed!" The old man sighed, probably relieved.

Nangong Yi came out from behind, his brows furrowed: "But how could Lord Qiancheng accept a woman with a great cause, if she was really that powerful, she should have said it a long time ago." ”

"Maybe she's low-key, in short, Qiancheng is not something we can afford to provoke, if we are not careful, it will not be a problem to destroy the entire Nangong Mansion, and the Xuantian Lane Eternal Night Pavilion will not help us at that time."

The old man took a deep breath, he could still tell the difference.

Nangong Yi still didn't believe it: "But I still think it's strange." ”

"Anyway, just if she's lucky, give up this plan for the time being, after all, the ghost under the umbrella is also gone, and he will make plans after he finds Lord Qiancheng."

The old man decided so much, and he didn't dare to make any other choice rashly.

Nangong Yi sighed: "I thought I could solve this trouble in one fell swoop, but I didn't expect to make this trouble, this woman's luck is really good!" ”

"It's not luck, it's strategizing, if it's really a waste, you won't become an apprentice of Lord Qiancheng."

The old man sighed, but it was a pity that he was an enemy, not a friend.

"This step of the prince is showing us his will, should we take advantage of the situation......"

"The affairs of southern Xinjiang should be less involved." The old man scolded, "You haven't figured out your own affairs, is it so difficult to kill a Fu Wuya?" ”

Nangong Yi was scolded again, he didn't dare to say anything again, this time he was careless.

I thought that Fu Wuya would definitely die, but I didn't expect to be rescued by Feng lightly, and I thought it was strange where this woman came from such a powerful ability.

It turns out that he is under the master of Thousand Cities of Apocalypse City, so there is no doubt.

……

Feng lightly took advantage of Jingmo, and by the way, Jingmo was willing to send her money.

She used her mouth to persuade the ghost under the umbrella to retreat, and she definitely wanted to use this incident to stop the murder of the Nangong family.

At least until Qiancheng appeared, she was safe.

Feng lightly counted the silver tickets in his hand, and his eyes were full of smiles.

I didn't expect to make so much money with my hands.

"Miss, the thirteenth prince is here, and he brought a lot of thank-you gifts, saying that he came to thank you." Outside the courtyard, the maid opened her voice and shouted, and she didn't dare to enter Feng Qing's courtyard.

Feng Yiwei gave her a lot of freedom.

At least after making so many things before, he didn't dare to ask about Feng Qingqing at all.

"Got it."

Feng gently packed up the things on the table and hurried to the front yard.

The thirteenth prince sat there, drinking tea quietly, and Feng Ruyue on the side also stood obediently.

"Lord Wang's battle, she can't stand it a little." Feng Yiwei is like sitting on pins and needles, this thirteenth master has not spoken, and it has always been rumored in Jingzhong that this person has a good temper.

But he doesn't speak, and it's not a problem.

Fu Wuya pursed his lips and smiled: "She saved the life of this king, she deserves these thanks, besides, in addition to this king, my ninth brother has to thank him again!" Lord Feng, it is really an honor for you to have a daughter like this! ”

This is said so arrogantly.

Feng Ruyue's eyes were full of disdain, but so what, when the thirteen princes said these words, they could only listen.

"That's true." Feng Yiwei was humble, "It is really an honor for my Feng Mansion and my great cause for her to save the prince." ”

"This king looks, this is Mrs. Feng's honor, she is the daughter of the Wen family, Feng has the inheritance of the Wen family to have today's medical skills."

Fu Wuya deliberately named this one.

Feng Ruyue couldn't hold back: "But she is also her father's daughter, and she is the young lady of the Feng family." ”

"I forgot, she's still a concubine." Fu Wuya hooked his lips and smiled, "If this king remembers correctly, one year when he was swimming in the lake, your concubine also pushed her concubine off the boat, and at that time, this king felt strange that Miss Feng and her concubine had actually fallen to this point. ”

Feng Ruyue's expression changed suddenly, and she swayed: "Don't talk nonsense, prince, when have I ever done such a hurtful thing!" ”

"This king also remembers, whether it is wrong or not, you don't have to be nervous."

Fu Wuya, this can be regarded as a gentle vent for Feng!

Feng Yiwei's expression was not very good-looking, he wanted to step forward to explain, but fortunately, Feng came lightly at this time.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, and send so many good things over, and bother a few to send them to my yard." Feng was unceremoniously and accepted all these things.

The Thirteen Kings' Mansion must also be a good thing.

Feng Yiwei was embarrassed at this time, she was so familiar and didn't mean to refuse politely.

I accepted it directly, which seemed somewhat rude.

Feng sneered lightly: "It's also the Thirteenth Master's fortune, if you don't meet me, you will definitely die." ”

It's really confident.

Feng Ruyue's face was embarrassed and anxious, but she was not a fool, and she knew that she couldn't speak at this time.

Just standing by my side all the time.

"Brother Jiu told me, when do you have time to go to his house to pick up a few things, he promised you, everything will be given to you!"

Fu Wuya said it very loudly, and he was not afraid that others would hear it.

Feng nodded lightly, and the two of them didn't pay attention to the other two on the side at all as if no one was talking.

After Fu Wuya left, Feng Qingqing also left.

Feng Yiwei followed: "What happened, why did the Thirteenth Prince say that you saved him?" ”

"Literally." She didn't bother to explain, "I saved his life, he thanked me, if you want to know any details, who assassinated him, just ask him, the thirteenth master must not have gone far." ”

Feng rolled her eyes lightly and walked away.

"Daddy." Feng Ruyue stepped forward and wanted to explain what happened just now, "I haven't done it yet, probably because the Thirteenth Master made a mistake, or it was gossip from others." ”

"Nothing." Feng Yiwei said softly, he waved his hand, "Don't think about it." ”

Feng Yiwei ignored her, turned around and left.

Leaving Feng Ruyue alone, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and she didn't even have a place to vent her anger, so she went back to find Zhou Wu.

Feng Ruyue kicked open the door impatiently, and said angrily: "She really thinks she is a capable person!" What a joke. ”

"What's wrong?"

The room was full of clouds and mist, and I didn't know what Zhou Wu was burning, and there was a very strong smell.

Zhou Wu's body hurts, she was lightly poisoned by Feng before, and the sequelae slowly came out, her joints were swollen, and her body was painful.

In the past few days, I have not even had the strength to get up, but fortunately, thanks to the blessing of the prince, I found a few old imperial doctors in the pharmacy and took a secret recipe in the palace.

to suppress the pain.

"It's Feng Qing, that slut, mother, how long are we going to endure it, she almost pointed at my nose and scolded me." Feng Ruyue stomped her feet, which was really unpleasant.

Zhou Wu sighed heavily: "Then tell me, your crown prince has the ability to compete with others?" If not, just shut up, there is too little power we can rely on. ”

Zhou Wu narrowed his eyes, not only them, but also the power that the prince could rely on was very few.

Now the middle palace is even more incomprehensible, in the past, there was a queen who gave advice to the prince, but now.

Fu Jin is fighting alone, if they do something, they must be dragging their feet.

"But I don't want to go on like this!" Feng Ruyue was about to cry, she couldn't bear it for a moment.