It's just that no matter how much you want to kill him, just think about it, Feng Miaomiao looked around, and found that there were still a few reliable followers behind Nangong Ning, so she said: "There is a difference between men and women, if the prince wants to go together, it is better to ......"

A clever guy stepped forward: "Lord, our carriage is prepared over there, why don't you follow the carriage of the Guogong Mansion and go together?" ”

Nangong Ning's face changed, and he turned around and rushed to the child, looking at Feng Miaomiao angrily: "Liar! ”

As he spoke, he was going to snatch the dried fruits from other people's hands.

The child, who had already taken precautions, began to flee in all directions as soon as he saw him coming.

This sweet and sour thing is delicious, so he can't let people snatch it.

Feng Miaomiao stood beside her carriage, watching Nangong Ning skillfully chase after the child, and this chasing back and forth suddenly chased to the gate of Fu Yin.

"The weight of the Guogong Mansion is not enough, if the weight of the Anning Palace's Mansion is not enough, it means that the vision of the people behind this Mansion Yin is a bit high!"

Feng Miaomiao lowered her voice and said to her mother in the carriage: "Mother knows what is ......behind this Fu Yin?"

"You can't look at the surface of things!" Zhang Zhiyan sat in the carriage, her eyes were cold, but her tone of reply to her daughter's words was gentle: "Who is the prefect over there in Runcheng, it is because the emperor is far away, if you want to check him, you have to go through layers of officials to find him!" At that time, what should have become nothing! ”

Feng Miaomiao's eyes flashed slightly, she understood what her mother meant, it seems that this Fu Yin is a straw bag, and the person who is really Nangong Ye is someone else.

When the two were talking, Nangong Ning had already started slamming the door angrily, and the voice was so loud that it felt like he was going to smash the door.

After a while, I saw a fat-headed and big-eared man trembling out of it, and the official hat on his head had not yet been put on, so he saw Nangong Ning stumbling, and as soon as he raised his hand, he directly beat the official hat down: "Bad guy!" ”

As he spoke, he began to fight vigorously against this mansion.

In terms of body size, this Fu Yin looks stronger than Nangong Ning, but it is a straw bag, and before Nangong Ning has a few fists down, Nafu Yin's face has turned pale, and he looks breathless.

Feng Miaomiao twisted her eyebrows slightly, wanting to step forward to help, but she ......

"Mother, he still has ...... on his body"

There are still injuries, such an exaggerated action, I am afraid that his wounds will be cracked.

"Are all the people in the palace dead?" A cold voice came straight out of the carriage: "I saw your master coming outside, and you didn't go up to stop it!" ”

The cold voice made it difficult for the people of Anning Palace.

"Madame doesn't know, our prince ......" smiled dryly, with a look of embarrassment: "Usually at this time, you don't listen to persuasion!" ”

To say vaguely that this time actually means that it is the time of onset.

"That, Miss Feng!" The little guy gritted his teeth, was ruthless, stepped forward and looked at Feng Miaomiao and said, "I still want to ask you for help, can you persuade one or two?" My lord has not been in good health in the past few days, and he has a fever in the morning......"

Feng Miaomiao's eyebrows twisted, looking at the fat man who was beaten by Nangong Ning and couldn't get up, she turned her head and got into the carriage directly.

"Miss Feng, why are you ......?"

The little guy raised his voice and shouted, and saw the prince behind him who was still beating Fu Yin, and as soon as he turned around, he ran over quickly: "Quick, keep up!" ”

The little servant was stunned by the anxious appearance of his prince, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly drove the carriage over.

When Feng Miaomiao returned to the door of the dried fruit shop, Nangong Ning's carriage also followed.

When Nangong Ning got out of the carriage, he found that Feng Miaomiao was standing at the door waiting for him, his eyes lit up, and he immediately ran over.

There was pleasure in the dark pupils, and there was a hint of meaning that only the two of them could understand.

Feng Miaomiao coughed a little uncomfortably: "Lord Wang, please wait a moment!" ”

Saying that, when Feng Miaomiao was about to go in by herself, the cuffs were grabbed by Nangong Ning.

"Together!"

was originally a good skin, but now with the pitiful appearance, people who watch it can't help but feel pity in their hearts.

It's just that Zhang Zhiyan, who came down later, smiled lightly: "Lord Jingui, it's better to wait outside!" ”

The voice was soft, but with a hint of the coldness of the usual orders on the battlefield.

Nangong Ning's head shrank for a moment, and after glancing at Zhang Zhiyan with an unusually aggrieved look, he stood aside obediently, hanging his head and looking at his toes, looking like a child making a mistake.

The corners of Zhang Zhiyan's eyes twitched fiercely, and people who didn't know thought she was treating him harshly.

Zhang Zhiyan, who had a bad complexion, was not good at getting angry with her daughter, so she could only stare at Nangong Ning who looked aggrieved.

The more fierce her eyes were, the more Nangong Ning seemed to be able to feel it even if she didn't look up, so she shrunk her body in a small circle.

When Feng Miaomiao came out of the dried fruit shop, she saw Nangong Ning squatting on the ground aggrievedly and drawing circles, and her complaining appearance made the people around her unbearable to look at it.

On the contrary, it was his own mother, her face was blue with anger, and if her eyes could kill, I was afraid that Nangong Ning's body would reveal several holes.

"Lord Wang, this is your dried fruit!"

Feng Miaomiao sent the dried fruit to Nangong Ning's palm, met his somewhat aggrieved eyes, a little funny, and actually raised her hand and touched his head.

When she saw the embarrassed look in this man's eyes, she hooked her lips and smiled: "Please forgive me, although I have returned to Beijing for the first time, I also know that this man and woman still need to be separated from each other, so as not to damage their reputation!" My mother is also kind, please don't be angry! ”

This meaning made Nangong Ning's heart tremble, it's over, this means that the people of the Zhenguo Mansion don't look down on him?

"Yes, responsible!" Nangong Ning, who grabbed Feng Miaomiao's wrist, looked at her seriously: "I will be responsible!" ”

"Miao Miao, go home!"

Zhang Zhiyan was so angry that she couldn't wait to step forward and pump someone, but the rest of King Anning's house slaves were all loyal, and they all stepped forward cautiously when they looked at this, afraid that their master would be beaten.

Feng Miaomiao was also stunned by Nangong Ning's sentence, and was in a trance for a long time, when she heard her mother's cold voice, she immediately came back to her senses, shook off her wrist, and hurriedly followed her mother back to the Zhenguo Mansion.

As soon as he entered the Guogong Mansion, Zhang Zhiyan went directly to the martial arts training ground in the backyard, pulled out his double knives, and slashed at the oncoming Feng Chaobin without the slightest pause.

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