In the prince's mansion, Feng Yici's face was gloomy, which was very different from the elegance and calmness of his usual days: "You guys are really a bunch of waste!" ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is angry."

The governor of the state government knelt heavily on the ground, and cold sweat flowed down his body: "That's the eighth prince, and there is still the emperor's will, and the lower officials have no way!"

"Get out!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The ghostly silence in the room returned again, Feng Yici clenched his fists, and a word almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "Come on, prepare the horse, His Highness will go and see it in person." ”

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Prince."

Half an hour later, Feng Yici's horse and Ningfu's carriage met at the gate of the city, and seeing that it was his sweetheart, Ning Shandie's eyes lit up: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you are also here." ”

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, Feng Yici frowned, why is the Ning family's carriage here, what about Ning Xiyue, is it also inside?

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, this group of people won't let us in."

Ning Shandie flattened her mouth aggrievedly: "My mother and sister and I have been waiting here for a long time, is it okay for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to help us intercede?" ”

Feng Yici looked stunned, sister? It's Ning Xiyue!

Thinking of this possibility, Feng Yici's expression eased slightly: "Come on, let the carriage of Ningfu pass." ”

The crown prince spoke, and naturally no one dared to refute and resist, and the carriage of the Ning Mansion passed like this.

Ning Shandie's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were full of admiration and admiration when she looked at Feng Yici.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince agreed so happily, does it prove that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also likes her! Thinking of this, Ning Shandie's whole heart jumped even more.

Feng Huayin soon got the news, and when he came out, he saw that it was the Ning family and Feng Yici who came.

"Hehe, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really sympathetic to the people's feelings." Feng Jun shook his fan and smiled gently. really responded to that sentence, the stranger is like jade, and the son is unparalleled.

"Nature."

Feng Yici's face was calm, unexpectedly, this Feng County was also there, it seemed that Feng Huayin was already standing on the same line as Feng County.

Although this Feng County usually only likes poetry and songs, and travels in the mountains and rivers, but in the end, he is a prince, and now he unconditionally supports Feng Huayin, which makes Feng Yici feel an unprecedented danger.

Feng Huayin definitely can't be stronger than himself! Absolute!

The moment he saw Feng Huayin, Ning Jiahe's whole heart was immersed, and the silk handkerchief in his hand was tightly entangled.

My mother always said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was better than Feng Huayin, but today when the two of them stood together, Ning Jiahe felt that Feng Huayin's domineering and cold charm were incomparable to the prince.

Feng Hua Yin Han's eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were cold, he hated this kind of gaze.

"I heard that the officers and soldiers of the state capital were detained by you?"

Feng Yici mentioned the stubble, with a slight displeasure in his tone: "These people are all duty, you shouldn't be like this." ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince."

Feng Huayin's thin lips were lightly raised, and his voice was indifferent: "This king is also his duty, since the prince is here today, don't leave in a short time." Oh yes, it's the same with Aunt Lu's three mothers and daughters. ”

Hearing this, Feng Yici's brows furrowed: "What does the Eighth Prince mean by this." ”

Also curious are Lu Wen's mother and daughter, can't they leave?

"Yes."

The thin lips raised a light arc of unknown meaning, and Feng Huayin continued: "The doctor just found out that these refugees have the plague, and the transmission of this plague is very special, it is transmitted through contact and breathing between people, just now the soldiers of this king have been in contact with the refugees, and you have been in contact with the soldiers, so ......"

The words are not finished, but the meaning of them is no longer obvious.

That is, there is a good chance that you have been infected!

"How is this possible?"

Ning Shandie's eyes widened in shock, thinking that she was still pushing with the guards guarding the door just now, her face suddenly changed.

Oops, is she also suffering from the plague?

"How long will it take for His Highness to leave?" Feng Yici's face was expressionless, he knew that he had not been infected at all, and he had not been in contact with anyone who was suffering from the plague.

"After the doctor treats His Royal Highness the Prince."

Feng Hua Yin's eyes narrowed slightly: "Come on, arrange a tent for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"No need, His Highness will go by himself."

With a flick of his robe, Feng Yici left expressionlessly.

Feng Huayin's gaze moved slightly, looking at Lu Wen's mother and daughter: "Three of you, please!" ”

Lu Wen regretted it in his heart, pulled the corners of his mouth, and followed the guards.

When passing by Feng Huayin's side, Ning Jiahe paused: "Eighth Prince, I'm really tired of you." ”

Feng Huayin frowned, his face remained unchanged, and his tone was still cold and unfamiliar: "This king's duty is only." ”

Is this man always so cold? Ning Jiahe's eyes were red, he was no worse than Ning Xiyue, why was this man only good to Ning Xiyue?

Returning to the makeshift tent with mixed feelings, as soon as he entered, he was grabbed by Lu Wen's hand, Ning Jiahe raised his head and frowned: "Mother, did you say that Ning Xiyue didn't come with me, is it because you knew in advance that there was a plague here?" ”

"Impossible!"

Lu Wen's face sank: "Even His Royal Highness the General Crown Prince doesn't know that there is a plague here, how can he know that Ning Xiyue doesn't go out of the second gate?" This time it's just our bad luck. ”

"Probably!"

Ning Jiahe nodded, and also felt that what Lu Wen said was very reasonable.

Ning Xiyue has been staying in the mansion for the past few days and has never gone out, it is impossible to know about the plague, probably because they shouldn't have come this time!

"Mother, eldest sister, what should we do!"

Thinking of having contact with those soldiers just now, Ning Shandie's little face became even more pale, she knew that this would be the case, and if she was killed, she would not come.

Lu Wen frowned: "It's all here, let's send the things to the refugees first, no matter what, we have to do a full set of plays." ”

"Mother is right."

Ning Jiahe nodded, but what he wanted was to have a good contact with Feng Huayin by sending things, so that he could see how good he was.

But the truth was very different from what Ning Jiahe thought, when she sent the food, what she saw was not Feng Huayin's tall and handsome figure, but groups of crying and screaming, dirty refugees.

The food they had brought was quickly snatched up, but these people didn't seem to have enough, and kept clamoring for food.

"Looks like these people are starving."

Lu Wen frowned, and a chill ran in his heart.

These people are simply crazy, they only have food in their eyes, like bandits.

"Ah, don't touch me."

Ning Shandie covered the skirt that had been grabbed with a few black handprints, and her delicate face was full of horror: "Mother, give them the silver quickly." ”

Lu Wen nodded and immediately took out the silver he brought.

But these refugees are already hungry and have their backs on their backs, and for them, silver is dung, and food is the most important thing.

"We want food, we want food."

With a wave of Lu Wen's hand, a swarthy man grabbed Lu Wen's wrist and shouted angrily, "Aren't you here to deliver food?" Where's the food, what about the food! ”

Lu Wen's face changed instantaneously when he was frightened, and looking at his two daughters, it was not much better.

"Get out of here!"