"Even if this prince and his concubine, cough, it doesn't mean that I don't have other diseases."

Feng Jiuxi looked at him with a smile and tried his best to make up for himself, and kindly reminded: "Your Highness, according to your pulse, if you are not pretending to be sick, then you are indeed suffering from a disease of inaction, you can think about speaking clearly." ”

In short, either admit that you are faking your illness or admit that you don't lift it!

But I have to say...... No matter which of these two the prince chooses, he is destined to not be able to come down today.

Noticing that the prince's face turned black in an instant, Feng Jiuxi's eyes fluttered, revealing a cunning meaning.

Just when the two were at a stalemate, a subordinate of the prince ran in quickly outside the door and whispered a few words in his ear.

Feng Jiuxi noticed that the expression on his face had changed several times, both surprised and annoyed, and especially raised his head and glared at her resentfully.

His last look was really a little weird, and Feng Jiuxi secretly muttered in his heart: What the hell?

Waiting for his subordinates to leave, the prince took a few deep breaths, anyway, he couldn't please anything if he stayed here now, so he simply said: "Today's matter, this prince has a lot, so I won't worry about you, my father summoned me for something, Miss Feng, we'll see you next time." ”

After that, he left like the wind, taking a large number of people with him.

After the prince left, there was a good person in the corner who couldn't help it, and muttered secretly, "So, is this pretending to be sick, or is it really not lifting......

I have to say that he asked everyone's thoughts.

Although it seems that the prince is pretending to be sick and deliberately finding fault, however, everyone is gossipy, and there are also many people who believe in another possibility. As a result, the rumor that the prince did not raise it spread so inexplicably in the eastern imperial city.

Of course, this is a later story, and now Feng Jiuxi looked at the back of the prince leaving, his eyes were gloomy.

Yang Zining walked over and said with some concern: "Miss, look at the prince's hurry, is there something wrong?" ”

"It's not clear at the moment, but it shouldn't be a good thing."

Feng Jiuxi's eyelids jumped, hoping that there would be no more moths. The emperor's intentions are too obvious, and he has been looking for trouble three times and twice, one will show favor and the other will coerce, just for the sake of her Feng family's huge family business, not for her person.

It was absolutely impossible for her to marry such a straw bale.

It's just that if you don't have to, you can't go directly to the royal family, and tearing your face will only hurt both sides.

What should I do to have a foolproof plan?

……

In the Imperial Palace, on the Jinluan Palace.

The emperor sat high above, as steady as Mount Tai, turning over the folds in his hands, and did not look at the two men standing below, as if he was another kind of dismount.

The two men who started were middle-aged, with a straight back and a sense of vicissitudes of life on their bodies.

The other is young, with a warm temperament like jade and a handsome face. The facial features of the two people are seven points similar.

The emperor did not speak, and neither did the two fathers and sons.

It's like an invisible game.

The fragrance on the Jinluan Hall is faint, but it is like the smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield, and there seems to be a sword and sword shadow in the invisible air.

"Bai Qing, it's rare to see you come to the palace, just say anything you want." In the end, it was the emperor who opened his mouth.

Although he asked, he had already guessed a few points in his heart about the intention of Bai Shouchen's father and son.