Dumping Drama • Chapter 4 • Princess Chen

"Lu Lu? The girl's name is really peculiar. Feng Jianxin said that this beauty is a long Saibaihua, better than Baijiao, why did she call such a vulgar name.

"Heh, if you want to be famous in the royal family, and at the same time not leak your identity among the common people, and the name is not peculiar, how can you do it?" Lu Luxian covered the corners of her mouth with a folding fan and chuckled.

"Then dare to ask what is the identity of the girl in the royal family?" Feng Jian raised his forehead slightly, looked at her and said.

"The concubine of Prince Chen, one of the rebellious ministers in today's troubled times, is known as Princess Chen."

Feng Jian thought for a while, remembering how helpless his parents were when they were killed by the rebels of the court, and thinking about it again, the few free-spirited princes that his father often mentioned at that time, couldn't help but increase his hatred for the beauties in front of him more and more.

"Heh, I thought it was a strange woman, it turned out to be the cheap concubine of the rebellious ministers, what kind of face do you have to be proud again?" Feng Jian took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed straight at Lu Lu.

Song Xianhe's eyes quickly pinched the tip of the knife, "Acting in anger may not be able to become a hero, and listen to the green fairy." Song Xianhe didn't look at Feng Jian, and grabbed the dagger and sat aside.

"The general was born not deeply, in troubled times, if you want to get the secrets of the court, you don't need to bewitch the traitors with beautiful people, how can you get the court changes? And how can you take advantage of the opportunity? Lu Lu waved the folding fan, pointed it at Feng Jian, and sneered.

"So it seems that the girl is a 'high-class spy'?" Feng Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lu Lu walked to Feng Jian's side with a smile, "I don't like the title of spy, concubines." ”

Feng Jian frowned slightly, avoided Lu Lu's smile without a trace, and said, "Is that girl willing to go back to the Burrow next time?" ”

"Naturally, I am willing."

Feng Jian stood in front of the door of Baihualou with an embarrassed face, looking at Song Xianhe, who was sitting on his horse and ignoring Feng Jian and Lu Lu, and looked at Lu Luxian, who snatched his horse with a domineering face.

"What do you see, as a weak woman, I can't follow you two old men all the way, as a young man with a height of seven feet, can't you walk a few steps?" Lu Lu pulled the reins and glanced at Feng Jian disdainfully, and then Song Xianhe whipped down, and the two of them rode away together.

Feng Jian silently looked at the dust raised by the two horses, "I don't even recognize the road......."

Feng Jian sighed helplessly, turned around and entered the Baihua Building, pushed away the shopkeeper who was blocking and walked into the backyard, patrolled around and finally found the horse ring.

"Lu Luxian is really interesting, he has so many horses that don't ride and rob me." Feng Jian muttered to himself and led a horse out.

"Don't touch my horse!" The shopkeeper who had just stopped rushed in.

Feng Jian impatiently turned his head to look at the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper was obviously angry, but he had a non-lethal face, looking weak and thin, Feng Jair didn't even think about it, and directly grabbed the shopkeeper and threw it to the side. But he didn't expect that the shopkeeper had a lot of strength and dragged on. Feng Jian knew that he couldn't catch up with the two of them, so he simply didn't entangle, let go of the horse, and looked at the stubborn shopkeeper lightly.

"This is not the Green Fairy's horse, this is my horse." The shopkeeper puffed up the reins.

Feng Jian stood aside distraughtly and said, "Lu Lu, she probably told Song Xianhe that she would leave me alone so that she could take away my city?" Yacheng is so poor, what do those two mean? ”

"Probably a green fairy...... A test for the generals. The shopkeeper tied his horse and ran away, and he didn't care about Feng Jian, who was messy in the wind behind him.