Chapter 121: Innu

At this time, the Regent's Mansion was a mess of chickens and dogs.

Bai Lifeng looked at the study room burning with a raging fire in front of him with a calm face, and his face was cloudy.

Behind him knelt a large number of people, all of whom had one thing in common, they were all pale, and they didn't dare to wipe them when they were sweating profusely. I had to kneel on the ground, my head pressed against the ground, my thighs trembling, but I didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that the regent would not be happy to take out his anger on them. Qingfeng, the personal guard standing behind Bailifeng, looked at the prince's face and didn't dare to say a word.

Bai Lifeng stood in place for a long time, and the legs of the people below were numb on his knees, and he didn't move. He frantically comforted himself in his heart, saying that he hadn't investigated it yet, and he couldn't do anything to the prince, and he would definitely fail if he did it now. If you can't bear it, you can't ......

Although he comforted himself like this in his heart, there was nowhere to put his anger. Thinking about it, he suddenly thought of what the prince and Su Nianyi had done in his previous life, and the anger in his heart became even greater.

Qingfeng looked at the momentum of the prince who was about to restrain his emotions and exploded in an instant, although he didn't know what the prince thought, but as a good subordinate who grew up with the prince and took care of him for so many years, he immediately ignored the risk of being beaten into a cripple, and stepped forward to advise: "Lord, calm your anger, we still have big things to do, we have endured it for so long, we can't fall short, Lord." ”

Bai Lifeng turned his head to look at him coldly, and the cold in his eyes stabbed straight at Qingfeng as if it could be materialized, without saying a word.

Qingfeng lowered his head, not daring to look at the expression of the prince at the moment, but he also resolutely refused to take a step back, his prince had worked so hard to plan so much, and he must not fail.

Baili Feng saw Qingfeng bowing his head, his shoulders trembling slightly, but he refused to take a step back, and his heart was astringent.

He remembered the breeze of his previous life, because of his obstinate behavior, many soldiers were dissatisfied with him, and almost betrayed his relatives. At that time, he handed over the tiger talisman to Su Nianyi, and there was no way to lead the troops. And he was designed by the crown prince and was besieged and isolated on the battlefield. For the sake of his life and his reputation, Qingfeng took the private soldiers raised by his palace and died on the battlefield, and he didn't even find his body.

In the moments before he died, the breeze was still protecting him.

Thinking of this, Bai Lifeng's heart ached slightly, the pain was not big, but it was very long-lasting.

Starting from the superficial microspor, the pain slowly spreads to the internal organs and finally penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

The pain is unbearable, and the pain wants to destroy the world.

It's the same as the cup of poisoned wine that Su Nianyi gave him back then.

are all existences that make his heart ache.

Seeing that Qingfeng didn't let it go at all, Bai Lifeng smiled, his mood eased a little, and his hatred for the prince and Su Nianyi was slowly engraved in his bones.

He raised his hand, Qingfeng thought that the prince was going to beat him out of anger, so he shrank for a moment, and stood up straight with righteousness, as long as the prince was angry, he was unrighteous and angry, and he was going to get something.

Bai Lifeng saw his movements very clearly, couldn't help laughing, dropped his hand, patted Qingfeng's shoulder, shook it vigorously, and a feeling of loss and recovery arose.

Qingfeng was waiting for the arrival of the storm, but he only felt that his prince patted him on the shoulder lovingly, shook it, and when Qingfeng didn't know why, a low and magnetic voice suddenly came from Bailifeng: "Get up." ”

Qingfeng raised his head suddenly, looking at Bai Lifeng with a smile on his face, a little confused.

Although he didn't know what his prince was going to do, Qingfeng wisely chose to shut up and watch Bailifeng play at will.

Sure enough, he lived up to Qingfeng's expectations, and Bai Lifeng smiled faintly. For those of them who are subordinates, although the regent is moody and uncertain, but the regent's appearance, he is called second, and no one dares to call it first.

Therefore, even in such a serious atmosphere now, Bailifeng is smiling, like a thousand flowers blooming, and a hundred flowers are competing for spring. Countless stars, his eyes are circulating, so that people can't help but fall into it.

Bai Lifeng waved his hand: "What should you do, since the study has been burned, it will be useless to punish you again." I wasn't hurt either, and I didn't hurt anyone else. Forget it. Do what you have to do. ”

Qingfeng's heart was about to set off a stormy wave, and he was still silent on the surface: "Haven't you heard the words of the prince yet?" Why don't you go to work quickly, what are you doing standing? ”

Only then did everyone dare to stand up, and they made a big salute like Bailifeng, and they dispersed.

Bai Lifeng saw that everyone had left, and his face was gloomy again. Qingfeng followed behind Bailifeng, waiting for the master's words.

Bai Lifeng looked at the study that was gradually burning into ruins, his eyes narrowed, and his voice was grim: "What a prince, there are more kinds of things than before, and I did it myself." It's a pity that I was blessed with a great life, and I wasn't in the study when the fire started. I didn't fulfill your wish. ”

Qingfeng looked at his nose and nose, and kept his head down and said nothing.

Bai Lifeng smiled coldly, and suddenly thought of something. Turning his head to Qingfeng, he said, "Let's go, I'm happy today, go to Feng Accord." ”

Qingfeng trembled, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, are we going to use this force now?" ”

Baili Feng snorted coldly, did not answer, and strode forward. Qingfeng sighed and silently followed.

After they had not gone for a short time, a figure came out of the back garden, took a carrier pigeon, wrote a few words, stuffed it into a bamboo tube, and flew violently.

The carrier pigeon was free, and after circling in the air for a while, flew somewhere.

His Royal Highness the Prince, who received the news, unfolded the note and looked at it, and couldn't help but sneer: "Why, you can't fight this palace, and you have to spend all day drinking to borrow wine to drown your sorrows?" Shen Jiu, accompany me to Feng Ya Pavilion to see the decadent appearance of the regent who has always been high. ”

A figure came out of the corner and bowed to His Royal Highness the Prince, and then stood still, waiting for the Prince's instructions. He was dressed in black, hidden in the corner and no one found him, he was the fifth-ranked killer in the Xuanji Hall, and the other four were the people who were not born to be in charge of the Xuanji Hall.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

After Honglu arrived at Feng Yage, according to Su Nianyi's statement, he really found the back door, and after talking to Yinnu, he was picked up. Along the way, there are a lot of dazzling colors, and you are drunk with gold.

This time, without the escort of the young lady, there is no bottom in Hongyuan's heart. She saw the mother with heavy makeup and bright makeup, and said Su Nianyi's words in one go.

After hearing this, the mother was silent for a moment and nodded, as if she was thinking about something. When the bottom of Hong's heart became more and more bottomless, her mother suddenly raised her eyes and returned to her normal voice and demeanor.

She smiled and raised the handkerchief with a strong fat powder flavor in her hand, and laughed wildly: "Oh, little girl, our Feng Accord is a gold hole, it's a little more expensive, but the things are good, you see that your son-in-law has forgotten to return." Yes, for Su Gongzi's sake, listen to the slave and send our signature dish here. ”