As soon as he received the news, Fengshi rushed to Dongyuan.

These days, in addition to sleeping, the prince basically stays in Dongyuan, and if he wants to find him, he naturally has to go to Dongyuan.

An Chengluo held a book in his hand, sat in a wheelchair, looked at the book in his hand quietly, held a soft sword in his hand at night, and danced in the courtyard. An Chengluo raised his head from time to time, looking at Fei Ye who was dancing with a sword, his eyes flashed with a little light, and sometimes he opened his mouth to mention it.

Just by looking at it, people feel that it is an extremely comfortable and harmonious scene.

Feng Shi lighted his steps, came to An Chengluo's side, and whispered: "Lord, King Mo has arrived in Beijing." ”

An Cheng didn't raise his head, and asked softly, "Quietly enter the city or come with great fanfare?" ”

Feng Shi hurriedly replied: "King Mo was accompanied by only one scholar and two servants this time, and the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple personally greeted him at the gate of the city. ”

An Chengluo chuckled, raised his eyelids slightly, and said: "Not necessarily, Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple is his person, if he just privately takes the Seventh Emperor Brother into Beijing, he may not report it to his father, and he can also deceive other people's ears and eyes, such as ......" An Chengluo said and turned his head to look at Feng Shi, and continued: "Such as you." ”

Feng Shi's expression stiffened slightly.

Seeing him like this, An Chengluo laughed, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Then you think that your father is too simple, your father has Jin Wuwei, and Jingshi can't hide anything from Jin Wuwei's ears and eyes, and it is impossible for the Seventh Emperor Brother to sneak into the city, at most he will send a pioneer to Jingshi to inquire about the situation." ”

Feng Shi buried his head deeply and said, "The prince taught me a lesson." ”

An Chengluo's entire body leaned on the handle of the wheelchair, looked at Feng Shi, raised his eyebrows and said, "When did this king teach you a lesson?" ”

Feng Shi was stunned, swallowed his saliva, and a thin layer of fine sweat oozed from his forehead.

Does the prince want to play cards so unreasonably? How does this make him talk back? It's really a test for him, and he now faintly admires Jiang Ling, who can actually serve by the prince's side for ten years.

Now that I think about it, Jiang Ling has a sense that the prince has abused him thousands of times, and he has always been consistent, and he sees death as home.

Shouldn't he study it well, Jiang Ling's spirit can better serve the prince by his side, so that he will not be disliked by the prince.

At this time, Wu Qing walked over, hugged his fists and said, "Master, those two spies are dead." ”

When Feng Shi heard this, his heart sank slightly.

An Chengluo shook his head and sighed, and said, "If you die, you will die, and the corpse will be sent to the Mowang Courtyard." ”

Wu Qing pursed his lips, couldn't help but be curious, and said, "How did the master know that these two spies were sent by the Desert King?" The two of them kept their mouths tight, did not reveal anything, and in the end they could not stand the torture to death. ”

An Chengluo said calmly: "Except for King Mo, who has been in the domain and does not know the situation in Beijing, who else in this capital division dares to send spies to King An's mansion?" ”

"I have the honor to meet King Mo once, he is calm and keen, if he has any plans, he will definitely not know anything about the affairs of Jingshi." Fei Ye put away the sword slowly and spoke.

An Chengluo raised his eyebrows and said curiously: "Have you ever seen King Mo?" ”

Fei Ye sneered and said, "Naturally, King Mo is also surnamed An, and he is also the person I want to kill, so I have seen anything strange." ”

An Chengluo asked again: "Then are you going to assassinate King Mo?" ”

Fei Ye turned his head, avoided An Chengluo's burning gaze, and said coldly: "No." ”

Even if it's an assassination, who's going to admit it!

She is not a fool, King Mo and Salted Fish are brothers, who knows how they get along.

Besides, once she said that she was going to assassinate King Mo, but now that King Mo is still alive and well, wouldn't it be clear that she failed to assassinate.

This kind of shame, how can she admit it, of course she resolutely denies it.

Although she was indeed preparing to assassinate the Desert King at that time, she really couldn't find a chance to do it, and in the end she had to give up.

This is not an assassination failure, she didn't even move her hand.

But speaking of which, there are many more masters around the Desert King than An Chengluo a few months ago.

An Chengluo is now that the masters around her have appeared one after another, otherwise where would she have found the opportunity to make two shots before.

What's even more infuriating is that the luck of this salted fish is really good.

For the first time, she was caught off guard, obviously a cripple, but it turned out that she was not only a sound person, but also had good kung fu.

The second time I couldn't say it, I just dodged her arrow with a bow, and the more I thought about it, it made me extremely annoyed.

Every time she makes a move in the future, in An Chengluo's eyes, it seems to be like a child, he always looks light-hearted, and it makes people angry at first glance.

An Chengluo smiled, luck is also a kind of strength, and it is really embarrassing for the non-night girl to praise him so much.

"So who does the night girl think those two spies will be sent?" An Chengluo asked with a smile.

Fei Ye had a cold face, and threw the soft sword not far in front of An Chengluo, so startled that Wu Qing instantly pulled out the sword at his waist.

An Chengluo stretched out his hand towards Wu Qing and pressed down, motioning for him to put away his sword.

Wu Qing moved his head slightly, his eyes were fixed on Fei Ye for a moment, and the look of vigilance in his eyes did not decrease, but he obediently put the sword back into the scabbard.

An Chengluo continued to ask, "Who does the non-night girl think it will be?" ”

Fei Ye clasped his hands around his chest and sneered: "Won't you guess who it is?" I haven't seen those two spies, so I don't know who sent them. ”

An Chengluo smiled dumbly and said, "This king just wants to hear the opinion of the non-night girl, and it doesn't matter if the non-night girl doesn't know." ”

Fei Ye snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards Wen Yuexiang, she didn't care who sent the spies, it was best that someone else sent them to kill this dead salted fish, even if she knew who it was, she wouldn't say it.

But the salted fish guessed well, except for King Mo, no one else really dared to go to King An's Mansion to shoot spies, but what King Mo wanted to investigate, then there was no way to know, and now the spies are also dead, only King Mo himself knows.

Wu Qing didn't close the door of the wing room until Fei Ye, Fang retracted his gaze, looked at An Chengluo, and said, "Master, is the corpse still sent to the Mowang Courtyard?" ”

The corners of An Chengluo's lips hooked up a meaningful smile, and he raised his hand and said, "Of course, by the way, I will give this king a big gift." ”

When I was in Fengquan Mansion, the things I found in that small workshop were good things.

During that secret conversation in the imperial study, he handed over the drawings to Emperor An Ren, and of course he also left a rubbing.

These days, he almost never leaves the books in his hand, just because the books included in the Thousand Worlds Library Pavilion are really varied, and similar crafts such as "water mines" are unknown, and the craftsmanship is more perfect.

He was amazed, and he couldn't help but want to shoot the case.

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