Hongyuan, the rebellion of the king of Nan'an does not seem to have made much waves, and in just a few days, these people have resumed the days of drunken life and dreams.

The red clothes and water sleeves, the aftermath lingers.

"Brother Zhao, have you noticed that you haven't seen the Red Demon Girl in the past few days." Although the previous speculation was not verified, it was not eliminated from Xiao Che's heart, and the dance on the stage watched back and forth over and over again, only feeling bored.

At this time, Zhao Changfeng only cared about drinking, and he had seen a lot of those beauties, and there was nothing new when he heard Xiao Che say this, and he couldn't help but be interested.

"If you don't say it, I really forgot, this red demon girl is always elusive, but Young Master Ben has been thinking about ......"

Zhao Changfeng was obviously drunk, and what he said was stammering, inconsistent.

As everyone knows, all this was seen by the people upstairs, and when the window was closed, Fu Rou's brow almost never let go.

"I don't know how the county lord is recovering, if the red demon doesn't appear yet, I'm afraid that the red garden will be exposed sooner or later."

Huaying was forced to come here at the beginning, but she only obeyed Ning Wu's order, but now she regrets it, although she couldn't go to the execution ground in person, but from the words of the people, it is not difficult to guess the heroism of the scene.

"Wait."

Why isn't Fu Rou worried? If Feng Qi hadn't stopped her, maybe she would have led her subordinates to fight those people a long time ago.

Half a month has passed, Ning Wu can finally go to the ground, and the injuries on his body have already healed, but this body is probably far less martial arts than before.

Walking into the side hall, I happened to see the two standing in front of the window.

"County Lord, Your Highness invites the County Lord to go to the main hall." Feiliu respectfully bowed his hand.

Ning Wu was expressionless, and when he passed by Feiliu's side, he slowly spoke: "There is no Ningwu County Lord in this world, and I hope that Feiliu's guards will change their words as soon as possible." ”

A simple sentence made Feiliu feel a little strange in his heart, I don't know if it was his delusion, he always felt that the person in front of him seemed to be a little different from before......

Stepping into the main hall, I saw a man in red leaning on the collapse, holding a book in his hand, with a lazy expression.

"Slave Wu'er has seen His Highness."

Leaning over slightly, the woman spoke slowly.

Hearing this, the man did not look up at her, but said, "Since you are here, let's make tea." ”

Slowly walked to the table, knelt on the ground, and reached out to pick up the utensils for making tea, but Ning Wu's heart was tight, she didn't know how to make tea at all.

Looking at the woman's stiff movements, Feng Qi suddenly threw the scroll in his hand onto the table, and the splashed tea fell on the slender jade fingers, and soon turned crimson.

"A slave who can't even make tea, what is the use of this prince." With these words, the man turned and left.

Kneeling in place, staring at the redness and swelling between her fingers tightly, Ning Wu gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to cry, and stiffened her movements to clean up the table.

Feishuang, who walked in, happened to see this Mu, and hurriedly walked over and said, "County Lord, I'll ...... these."

Who knows, but the woman held the teacup strongly: "Feishuang, you and I are the same identity." ”

Since Feng Qi left that day, Ning Wu was like a different person, Feishuang never saw other expressions on the woman's face, she was always cold and indifferent, but this indifference was extremely scary.

Outside the window, watching the woman clean up those tea sets, the hand hidden in the sleeve couldn't help but tighten.

"Take the burn medicine sent from the palace last time to the side hall." He whispered this and turned to leave.

Feiliu, who had just walked over, looked dazed, the scald medicine was put in the warehouse, why did he take it to the side hall?

Until I saw a woman dressed in white come out with a tea set, I suddenly understood something.

After cleaning the tea set, Ning Wu returned to the room.

"Jun, Wu'er, I'll give you medicine." Feishuang hurriedly changed her words and pulled the person to sit on the edge of the bed.

Ning Wu didn't refuse, although the burn was not serious, he still felt a slight burning sensation, and it was inevitably uncomfortable.

It's just, how can this medicine bottle have a sense of déjà vu?

"The Feiliu guards brought it over, and said that it was given by the palace." Flying Frost explained as she carefully applied the ointment.

The royal gift in the palace? No wonder it feels familiar, but Feiliu should not have this imperial medicine, I don't know what I thought, the woman's eyes flashed slightly, but there was still no wave.

After bandaging, Ning Wu suddenly spoke: "Feishuang, is there a way to contact Fu Rou and them." ”

With her current martial arts, she can't get out of the prince's mansion at all, and such an identity can't appear in front of everyone.

"Don't worry, Fu Rou contacted me before, and she will find a way to come to you in the past few days." No longer calling the county lord, Feishuang is really a little awkward, and he doesn't speak very neatly.

So that's the case, the flower shadow should be fine, it's just that the red demon has disappeared for too long, which will inevitably arouse suspicion, and her current martial arts, I'm afraid that there will be no way to hide it.

A series of questions followed, but the idea of revenge was strengthened.

"I see."

In the end, Ning Wu only said this with an inexplicable expression.