Ning Jiahe was slightly stunned, pulled out an embarrassing smile, lowered his head and thought to himself, how can it be good now? Even her mother misunderstood, how could she tell her mother that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't stay in her room at all last night?

She didn't know that the smile on Lu Wen's face was a little thicker at this time, and she lowered her head and smiled, in Lu Wen's opinion, she was all shy.

"He'er, this soup is still hot! Drink it quickly. Lu Wen glanced at the soup.

Ning Jiahe had no choice but to pour the bowl of soup.

The two chatted in the hall for a while, and Lu Wen still kept saying three words from the child, which made Ning Jiahe embarrassed.

In the study, Feng Yici's face was calm, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know that even if the wolf pen in his hand was broken.

The incident of Ning Xiyue in the prison last night was replayed in his mind, and the anger around him made the people who were waiting next to him dare not get close.

That woman actually dared to threaten him in public, so bold, if he didn't ask for this account back, how could he, the prince of Fuchen, have face.

Since he couldn't move the woman openly, he couldn't just let her go, Feng Yici angrily threw the wolf pen that was broken in two to the ground, and left the study quickly.

He walked quickly to the outside of Ning Jiahe's room, and heard Lu Wen's laughter from a long distance, his sexy thin lips couldn't help but evoke a smile, Ning Xiyue designed to kill Ning Shandie, these two mothers and daughters must be eager for her to peel off her skin and bones, and handing her over to these two people can save him a lot of trouble.

"He'er, my mother's second half of her life depends on you, you have to fight for your mother, and give birth to a baby boy as soon as possible." Lu Wen said with a smile.

"Mother, how can a daughter do this kind of thing!" Ning Jiahe lowered his head and was ashamed, and pushed Lu Wen's arm twice with his right elbow.

At this time, there was a slight voice from the palace maid outside the door, "Slave maid see His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Feng Yici glanced at the slave maid, and went in with a faint hum.

Ning Jiahe and Lu Wen hurriedly restrained their smiles and got up to salute.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, why are you here?" A trace of panic flashed in Ning Jiahe's eyes, but he quickly returned to his original state.

Why is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince here at this time? If he told me that he didn't stay overnight last night, how would she explain it to her mother! Ning Jiahe frowned with some concern.

"This is the house of His Royal Highness the Crown Princess, can't His Highness come?" Feng Yici's face was slightly gloomy, this woman couldn't wait to stabilize her position, but such a scheming woman was not exactly what he wanted!

Lu Wen was about to laugh with him, but his smile froze when he heard this, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is angry!

Ning Jiahe lowered his head and rolled his eyes, but he couldn't think of a way to deal with it, so he had to turn around and pour tea to cover up.

"Okay, His Royal Highness is here to inform you that Feng Huayin has been taken into the prison by His Royal Highness, and as for the Eighth Princess, His Royal Highness doesn't want to do it himself." Feng Yici raised his eyebrows slightly.

The eighth prince was arrested and put in prison? What does this have to do with her, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to test her! Ning Jiahe slowly poured the tea and handed it to Feng Yici, but didn't say anything.

Feng Yici took the teacup and drank it in one gulp, and with a slight smile, he moved closer to Ning Jiahe, and whispered in his ear with thin lips, "There are some things, it's better not to let your mother misunderstand." ”

With that, he put the teacup in his hand on the table, flicked his sleeves and left.

Something? Could it be that His Highness knows all about the matter? Ning Jiahe stood in place in a slight stunned, what did His Highness Fang Cai mean by that?

"He'er, what does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince mean?" Lu Wen looked at Ning Jiahe puzzled, and shook her sleeves, what does Ning Xiyue mean he doesn't want to do it? Didn't he tell them not to attack Ning Xiyue?

"Mother, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has agreed that we will deal with Ning Xiyue's slut." Ning Jiahe's eyes revealed a hint of ruthlessness, Ning Xiyue, she will not show mercy to her subordinates in the future.

Lu Wen looked at Ning Jiahe incredulously, until Ning Jiahe nodded again and walked to the door happily with his hands together, "Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless!" My Die'er will not die in vain after all, Die'er, you wait on Huangquan Road, and my mother will let Ning Xiyue's slut accompany you. ”

Ning Jiahe quickly pulled Lu Wen in, looked around the door again, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Lu Wen with slightly fierce eyes, "Mother, what are you doing?" Don't forget that although this is the Imperial Palace, it is also a royal palace. ”

She glanced at Lu Wen unhappily again, if those people who chew the root of their tongues listen, how can she gain a foothold in the palace!

Inside the Eight Kings' Mansion.

Ning Xiyue sat calmly in the front hall, but her heart was as impatient as the water of the Yellow River falling from a high place, and the tea on the table was changed cup after cup.

Hua Yin, what should she do in exchange for your peace?

Feng Jun kept walking around the hall with a bitter face, and from time to time he gently tapped his forehead with a closed folding fan.

Xiaoyan was waiting on the side, and when he saw Feng Jun's distressed appearance, he had to pout and couldn't do anything.

"Eighth princess, this king thinks that we must understand the beginning and the end at this time, or let's go to the prison to meet the eighth emperor brother!" Feng Jun stared at the folding fan on the table and said.

Ning Xiyue shook her head slightly, told her about visiting the prison last night and the night visit to the prison, and told Feng Jun that the prison was now heavily guarded, and they didn't even have a chance to go in, let alone see Feng Huayin.

"Let's think of something else!" Ning Xiyue sighed.

"Something else? Now we don't even know the whole story, even if this matter can't be separated from the prince, we can't find evidence! Feng Jun sat on the stool with a frown, and reached out to wrap Xiaoyan's hand in his big hand.

Seal or resign? This man who will do anything for power, in his previous life, he will love his Hua Yin Lingchi, she swore that even if she is a ghost, she will not let him go.

Ning Xiyue's right hand was clenched into a fist, her originally sad eyes were full of anger, and a slight chill appeared all over her body, her heart hurt so much at this moment, as if she was being stabbed one by one.

Seeing this, Jinxiu, who was silent on the side, hurriedly stretched out her hand and shook Ning Xiyue's arm, and shouted worriedly, "Miss, Miss, wake up quickly." ”

Feng Jun also sensed that Ning Xiyue was wrong, but he didn't know what was going on, so he had to quickly slam the bowl on the table to the ground.

Syllable......

The delicate porcelain cup shattered to pieces on the ground.

Ning Xiyue came back to her senses and raised her sad eyes slightly, this heart-rending pain was her heart disease, and she couldn't get rid of it in this life.

"Lord Wang, the slave and maid remembered, the slave and maid's childhood playmate happened to be a jailer in that big prison, why don't you let Xiaoyan go to visit the eighth prince instead of you!" Xiao Yan knocked his head sharply and said with a smile on his face.

In fact, her playmate may not have been seen for a long time, and his work as a jailer in the prison was only mentioned by a former neighbor who happened to meet him in the past two days.

At this time, in order to see the eighth prince, I had to try it like this.

"What do you say? Can it really be? Ning Xiyue anxiously pulled Xiaoyan's hand.