Text Chapter 142 The Eight Princes Who Played Scoundrels

Feng Huayin arranged it in the dark, and the person who was monitoring Lu Wen saw this scene, and after thinking about it, he still told Feng Huayin.

Feng Huayin took advantage of the night to come to Ning Xiyue's courtyard and asked Ning Xiyue about Jin'er's situation.

Knowing that Jin'er was arrested by Lu Wen's mother and daughter, Ning Xiyue's two delicate brows suddenly wrinkled: "This is terrible." ”

With Jin'er's temperament, she must rather die than tell the truth, if she didn't save Jin'er, then with Lu Wen and Ning Jiahe's femme fatale, she would definitely quietly find a reason to execute Jin'er.

has to save Jin'er again, and can't expose Jin'er's identity as a spy, this time, Ning Xiyue has to be embarrassed.

"Otherwise, I'll have someone rescue Jin'er directly." Feng Huayin frowned, secretly jealous in her heart, Yue'er was so attentive to a maid, when would Yue'er treat herself like this?

Thinking of this, Feng Huayin shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Where did Ning Xiyue know Feng Huayin's thoughts, she frowned at the flickering and flickering candle flame, and muttered: "It's indeed a problem." ”

"Ahem......"

Covering his mouth and coughing, Feng Huayin said seriously: "If Yue'er is willing to give this king some benefits, this king will reluctantly help you, how about it?" ”

"Benefits?" Glancing at the man's handsome face full of 'black belly' and 'treacherous', Ning Xiyue shook her head vigorously, and just as she was about to say no, the man's hand stretched out.

The back of the head was tightly clasped, and in Ning Xiyue's surprised eyes, the man's perfect handsome face got closer and closer, until it was close to her face......

"Hmm!"

The slightly cool thin lips covered it, Ning Xiyue struggled, and then found that there was no struggle, so she had to be obedient and taken advantage of by the other party.

Seemingly very satisfied with Ning Xiyue's reaction, Feng Huayin took the initiative to deepen the kiss, tossing and turning, every movement was extremely gentle, as if treating his most cherished treasure.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Ning Xiyue's beautiful face unconsciously flushed peach.

When the red candle burned halfway, Ning Xiyue was kindly let go, her face was red, and her beautiful eyes were flustered and she didn't know where to put it.

Wei Liang's calloused fingers stroked the woman's slightly swollen red lips for a while, and Feng Huayin's inky pupils were dyed with a trace of eroticism: "Yue'er, you are destined to be mine, no matter how much it costs." ”

"You ......"

Ning Xiyue's expression was slightly flustered, she didn't know if she had put both of them in a dangerous situation again, knowing that the more Feng Huayin loved her, the easier she was to be persecuted, and she couldn't help being close to him again and again.

Ning Xiyue, do you want everything in your previous life to repeat again?

Thinking of everything in his previous life, it was like a knife falling on his heart, Ning Xiyue was in pain, and even every breath would bring a heart-rending pain.

Feng Huayin didn't know Ning Xiyue's thoughts, and naturally thought that Ning Xiyue was worried about Jin'er's affairs, and he smiled helplessly: "Don't worry, I know what you think, I will definitely let Jin'er survive safely, and not reveal your identity." ”

"What can you do?" Ning Xiyue frowned, she didn't know why, she always felt that there was nothing in this world that this man couldn't solve, as if, he was a god and controlled everything.

"You'll know when the time comes."

Feng Huayin smiled dumbly, and his voice was ambiguous: "So, shouldn't you give this king a little benefit and let me do things better?" ”

Thinking of the ambiguous kiss just now, Ning Xiyue's face that had just recovered from her fair skin turned red again in an instant, and she stood up and said, "I'm still a patient and need to rest, so you can go back and rest quickly!" ”

After the words fell, Ning Xiyue lay on the bed, covered herself with the quilt, only revealing a pair of flexible and beautiful eyes, and looked at the man who was still sitting there in a daze: "Why don't you leave?" ”

"Thinking about what you just said, it really makes sense."

Standing up from the chair, Feng Huayin walked to the side of the bed in three steps and two steps, and in Ning Xiyue's shocked eyes, he lifted the quilt and lay down properly.

Ning Xiyue gasped: "Eighth Prince, what are you doing?" "Don't men and women understand whether men and women kiss or not? This is the General's Mansion, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at my room, but this man still does this kind of thing.

He's just playing hooligan!

Feng Hua Yin Han frowned lightly, his face was not red and his heart was not beating and he said his reason: "You are sick, I am qualified to take care of you, sleep!" ”

After speaking, Feng Huayin directly stretched out his strong and powerful arms, grabbed the woman's slender waist, and closed his eyes heavily under Ning Xiyue's stunned eyes.

Ning Xiyue bit her lower lip tightly, waited for a while, thinking that Feng Huayin was asleep, and then moved carefully.

Hmph, this man is sincere to take advantage of herself, so she doesn't want to be held by him for a night like this.

Just as Ning Xiyue moved stiffly a little, a lazy voice suddenly came from above her head: "If I move again, I can't guarantee that something that shouldn't happen will happen." ”

In a word, Ning Xiyue really didn't dare to move, so she had to pout her lips and close her eyes.

Maybe she was really tired, Ning Xiyue fell asleep after a while, but she didn't know that after she fell asleep, Feng Huayin watched her all night......

Early in the morning, Lu Wen and Ning Jiahe wanted to go to see what Jin'er vomited, but they didn't want to hear a strange noise from the old grandmother's room on the way.

The two of them followed the prestige, and saw Rong Xia pulling the old lady, and said in a cold voice: "Old mother, the young lady knows what you do for the young lady, but you have to know your consciousness of being a slave, not to mention, the young lady gave you a thousand taels of silver, who will get this honor?" ”

The old lady was pinched by Rong Xia's neck, and the whole person couldn't breathe at all, and she couldn't say a word when she opened her mouth wide.

Lu Wen and Ning Jiahe glanced at each other, and their faces changed in unison.

Could it be that the spy in the olive courtyard is the old mother, not Jin'er? Did they misunderstand?

"Hmph, for the sake of the many useful information you revealed, I forgave you this time."

As soon as the old lady let go, Rong Xia flexibly left through the back window, and the old woman sat on the ground, her old face full of fat was white and bloodless, like a ghost.

Lu Wen and Ning Jiahe walked in from outside, and glared at the old grandmother with a cold face: "Okay, you grandma, after so many years, I didn't expect you to have such thoughts, I am really ashamed of my trust in you." ”

Lu Wen gasped, obviously really angry, this old lady was the person she trusted the most for so many years, but she didn't expect to be bought by Ning Xiyue's discount of a few thousand taels.

No wonder their plans fail every time, no wonder their mother and daughter are unlucky every time, it turns out that the matter happened to this old woman, Lu Wen really wanted to kill this slave immediately.