Ling Yuemo's heart was a little relieved, she was so shocked that she panicked, the child was her only sustenance, and her only weakness, she would never let them be put in any danger.

Feng Yurin, whether this person is the father of the child or not, she has to guard against him, anyway, they will not intersect, this is the best.

Feng Yurin felt a fierce and intense gaze looking at him all the time, and when he looked up at the window, there was no trace of his figure.

His eyes were cold and his face was indifferent, it seemed that he hadn't come back for a long time, and there seemed to be many interesting people in this Ming City.

"Chase one, go find out who it is." Feng Yu's magnetic voice whispered, and the chasing one beside him quietly hidden.

The procession continued to move forward, leaving behind a burst of cheers, and the prestige of His Royal Highness King Feng was getting higher and higher.

On the other side of the attic---

"Master, Feng Yurin defeated Shenghong this time, and the emperor will definitely give him a big reward, I'm afraid his position will be even more unshakable."

A man in black knelt on one knee, and in front of him stood a man in purple with extraordinary energy.

The man's dark eyes were cold, but there was a faint smile on his face, and his cold voice was as invisible.

"No matter how unshakable Feng Yurin's position is, he will never sit on the throne of the crown prince, even if he sends the entire Shenghong to his father, his father will not look at him more."

"But, master, keeping Feng Yu Rin is always a big disaster for you to ascend to the throne." The man in black lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice with respect: "The subordinates have already laid an ambush on the road, just wait for the master's order, and immediately take action." ”

"For the time being, some people are more anxious than us to return to the imperial capital, since someone is standing up for us, why don't we take advantage of the fisherman."

The cold voice of the man in purple did not have a trace of emotion, as if he was just talking about something very ordinary.

"Master Yingming, then what should we do next?" The man in black asked in a low voice again.

The purple-clothed man smiled slightly, did not answer, looked at the attic opposite with indifferent eyes, looked at the figure swaying in front of the window, and said in a cold voice: "Go check who lives on the other side and see if it has anything to do with Feng Yurin." ”

He seemed to have seen something interesting just now, and he didn't know if his guess was right, and if he was right, then he knew what to do next.

The man in black heard his master's command, and although he was puzzled, he still took the order.

Somewhere in the courtyard of the Mingcheng City Tower---

"Coming back? How's it going about the things I asked you to check? A sharp female voice came, and the man who had just entered the door paused slightly and walked in quickly.

The man knelt down on one knee and saluted, bowed his head and said, "Back to the county lord, my subordinates are incompetent, and I can't find out who that person is." ”

This person is the county lord of Anyang, today she is wearing a pink dress, her head is full of red hairpins, rouge charm, and her little face, which is originally glamour, is full of ruthlessness at this time.

The county lord of Anyang grabbed the teacup and threw it at the kneeling man, and immediately smashed him to donate blood, but the county lord of Anyang turned a blind eye, and said in a sharp voice: "Waste, how can it not be found?" Check it out again, and I'll see where this little slut came from. ”

The man was smashed and covered with blood and didn't dare to move, and replied respectfully: "Yes, my subordinates will go to investigate." ”

After the man left, Xiao Cui, who was beside the county lord of Anyang, was stroking the back of the county lord of Anyang while fanning the fan.

"County Lord, you dissipate your anger, since that slut is in Mingcheng, she will definitely find it, as for who she is, what does it matter, if she is caught, she will be obedient."

"You're right, you've seen that slut's skills, how can that bunch of waste deal with it? What a rubbish. ”

It's okay not to mention it, but when she mentioned the county lord of Anyang and thought of her loss of face, she snatched the fan in Xiaocui's hand and roared: "What kind of fan are you fanning, why don't you go and get the senior brother back, go quickly." ”

Xiaocui's face was full of grievances: "But the county master, how do the slaves and maids know where Senior Brother Yang Fan is?" ”

Hearing this, the county lord of Anyang looked at Xiao Cui fiercely: "Do you say one more word?" You don't know? ”

Xiao Cui's body trembled, and she knelt on the ground: "The county lord spares his life, Xiao Cui will go to find Senior Brother Yang Fan, with Senior Brother Yang Fan's martial arts, he will definitely be able to catch that little slut." ”

The county lord of Anyang was a little angry: "Don't go quickly." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Xiao Cui hurriedly retreated.

There was only one person left in the lobby, and she looked at the door with vicious eyes, as if she was looking at Ling Yuemo herself.

"Little slut, you wait, the lord of this county will definitely call you worse than death."