Nangong Ning felt that this was a good idea, and when he got out of the carriage, he saw that Ping'an was already waiting with his new robe on the side, so he immediately beckoned, and muttered a few words in Ping'an's ear with a smile.

Ping An looked at his master with a shocked face, this idea ...... It's really ruthless!

Because he is a personal servant, Ping An naturally knows those things. Isn't the reason why Concubine Xian became Concubine Xian because of her generosity?

is generous on the surface, but secretly holds the saint in his heart. And Concubine Xian herself knows that she can arouse the love and pity of the saints because of her generosity.

Ping'an felt that this idea didn't seem like his own prince could come up with it, so he secretly glanced at Feng Miaomiao, and when he saw her coldly glance, he immediately shuddered.

Sure enough, this matter was the handiwork of An Yuan Junjun.

It's better to offend a villain than a woman!

Feng Miaomiao didn't know what Ping An thought in her heart, but after getting out of the carriage, she looked up and saw the Zhao family's hostile eyes, the strongest of which was Zhao Man's eyes.

"Lord Wang, Jun Jun!"

After Zhao Tianxiong, who was wearing mourning clothes, got the news, he walked out of it, his expression was very sad, but his eyes were relaxed.

It seems that Zhao Tianxiong already knows the news that Xia Kangdi decided to let Zhao Man confess.

But what to do?

Raising her eyes, Feng Miaomiao looked at Zhao Tianxiong and sighed sadly, she just didn't want this matter to pass like this.

"Lord Zhao!" Feng Miaomiao stepped forward slowly, looked at Zhao Tianxiong and said softly, "I will replace the Guogong Mansion to mourn Mrs. Zhao!"

"There's Lao Junjun!" Zhao Tianxiong arched his hand, and his gaze turned to Nangong Ning on the side and was just about to speak, but was interrupted by Feng Miaomiao.

"Since the prince is here with me, why don't you go in with me!"

Feng Miaomiao's words made Nangong Ning's eyes light up, and her head immediately nodded.

"The county monarch has good means, as soon as you enter the capital, you will be so pleased with the king of tranquility, who is favored by the saint!"

Zhao Man had just gotten out of the carriage and had not yet entered the mansion. This will see Feng Miaomiao and Nangong Ning like this, their eyes bloodshot with hatred.

"Holy mercy, let Miss Zhao come back to see her deceased mother on her last journey!" Feng Miao glanced at Zhao Man lightly, and her tone was slightly cold, "I hope you don't live up to the kindness of the saint!"

Zhao Man bit his lip, and saw Zhao Tianxiong on the side with a blank look at him, and scolded, "Don't go in yet!"

After Zhao Man entered, Zhao Tianxiong made a gesture of invitation to Nangong Ning and Feng Miaomiao.

Stepping into the Zhao Mansion with her feet raised, Feng Miaomiao noticed that there were constantly unkind eyes around her, but she still walked forward very indifferently.

After going through the process, Feng Miaomiao and Nangong Ning were invited to the backyard at the same time.

When a small guy hurriedly ran from the backyard to the front hall, he inadvertently bumped into Nangong Ning.

Feng Miaomiao watched Nangong being knocked to her side, her body was deflected, and while she reached out to support him, something was stuffed in her palm.

Feng Miaomiao, who stood up straight without moving, looked at Nangong Ning with a worried face, "Is the prince okay?" ”

The people around were startled and all knelt down.

Nangong Ning looked at his hands, and then laughed happily, "Don't be afraid, not afraid!" I'm fine!"

Feng Miaomiao took a step back, stood on Qingxiu's side, and handed the thing in her hand to her palm, "When someone serves tea in a while, put it in my cup!"

After Nangong Ning heard this, his eyebrows sank, and he immediately looked at Feng Miaomiao, his face expressionless.

Seeing this, Feng Miaomiao hurriedly gave him a reassuring expression.

Zhao Man had already cleaned up at this time, and he would see the two of them standing on this corridor, stepping forward with heavy eyebrows and eyes, directly blocking in front of Feng Miaomiao, "An Yuan Junjun, you and I have no grievances, but you have harmed my family to such a point, aren't you afraid of retribution?" ”

The corners of Feng Miaomiao's eyebrows were cold, but her tone was soft, "Miss Zhao, still think about it, the person who died because of you, when he dreams back at midnight, will he come to you to ask for his life!"

Zhao Man raised his eyebrows disdainfully, "He lived such a hard time in his life, and when he died, he was reincarnated early to get rid of the suffering of this life!" Speaking of which, I helped him out!"

Feng Miaomiao looked at Zhao Man incredulously, the four words of grass and human life were really vividly exerted on her.

"However, if it weren't for An Yuan Junjun's Charity Hall, they wouldn't have died!" Zhao Man looked at Feng Miaomiao, and his whole face was filled with disdain and hatred, "You are just a girl from the countryside, do you think you have some ability to fight with nobles?" ”

Saying that, Zhao Man took a step forward, intending to get close to Feng Miaomiao when she was talking to her, Qingxiu on the side looked nervous, and just about to stop someone, Feng Miaomiao raised her hand, signaling that she didn't have to be nervous.

Zhao Man hooked his lips coldly, and whispered in Feng Miaomiao's ear, "Feng Miaomiao, you don't know whose path you are hindering, and you dare to design me?" I don't know how you died when you die!"

Feng Miaomiao looked at Zhao Man's determined look, but smiled, it seems that one night in the palace let her know a lot of things.

I just don't know what Nangong Ye promised her.

However, she was also very curious about what she would choose between clearing her deceased mother's grievances and the benefits of Nangong Ye.

"Miss Zhao rest assured! No matter how I die in the future......"

Taking a step back, Feng Miaomiao still looked at Zhao Man indifferently, "It's okay with you!" After all, you can't see it either!"

"I can't leave yet!"

Nangong Ning was in front, her eyes fixed on the picture of the two of them getting close, and a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

Nangong Ning, who interrupted the conversation between the two with a vicious voice, looked at Zhao Man and was about to continue, Nangong Ning stepped forward very impatiently and dragged the person away.

"Lord Wang!" Feng Miaomiao's eyelids jumped, and she shook off Nangong Ning's hand with her backhand, and looked at him seriously, "It's not in accordance with the rules here!"

Ping An glanced at the suddenly angry master, although he didn't know why, but looking at the gloom in the corners of his eyes, he still stepped forward and helped his master play a round.

"Don't be angry! The prince has always been informal, he doesn't care about these, and he doesn't mean to be a prince of Tang Tu!" Ping An stepped forward and looked at Feng Miaomiao cautiously.

Feng Miaomiao looked at Nangong Ning, who was still calm on the side, and couldn't help but raise her hand and rub the corners of her eyes, "Don't worry, Lord Wang, I'm fine!"

She knew that he was angry because he had just told Qingxiu about putting poison into her own tea.

She is not stupid, how could she frame the Zhao family with her own poisoning? She definitely won't drink that tea, it's just for show.

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