Chapter 92: Does It Still Hurt Here?
Feng Wenshan's reputation for being vicious is outside, and this time, even his dead son was used, and it was also thanks to him.
At this time, there were many ministers in the field who sighed at Feng Wenshan's move, some of them were suppressed by Feng Wenshan's usual arrogance, and they wished that the Feng family would collapse, and some were jealous that Feng Wenshan was in a high position with his daughter entering the palace, and naturally hoped that the Feng family would be unlucky.
Yu Wenmo, who had been silent for a long time, spoke, "How can Concubine Ai harm people, but Feng Lin led a group of children of the family to disobey my will, and it is no wonder that others lost their lives, now that Feng Lin and the children of the family are dead, I will no longer pursue their faults, I will give a generous burial on the face of Feng Lin is the queen's brother, Huai Guogong, you bring these corpses back!" β
"Your Majesty!" Huai Guogong shouted and knelt directly on the ground, "The old minister's Lin'er was really killed by the adulterous concubine, beg the emperor to be the master of the old minister and execute the adulterous concubine!" β
Yu Wenmo was a little angry, "Huai Guogong, I remember that you are a meritorious minister and the father of the queen, and you are too sad to lose your beloved son, and it is inevitable that you will be delirious, and you will not be held accountable for insulting Concubine Nan, you don't know how to advance or retreat, and you have humiliated Concubine Nan again and again, and have you taken me as the emperor in your eyes?" β
"Your Majesty, please ask the emperor to find out the truth and give the child justice, the old minister begs you!" Feng Wenshan kowtowed again and again, unwillingly seeking the Tao.
Yu Wenmo didn't say much, glanced at Nan Musheng without knowing the meaning, and directly ordered, "Come on, Huai Guogong is too sad and delirious, send him and the corpses of the Feng family back to the Guogong Mansion together!" "Because Feng Lin died because he didn't obey the order, Yu Wenmo even saved the consolation money, and casually let people take these corpses away.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Soon, someone forcibly pulled Feng Wenshan down, and even the corpses outside the camp tent were cleaned up one by one, the hunting competition did not end because of the Feng family's affairs, it seems that the Feng family's affairs are just a small episode, it seems that it can't set off strong winds and waves, but in fact, the dark tide has already surged, Feng Wenshan will definitely not give up!
Nan Qiao, who was about to retreat, found that a cold gaze was locked on her at this time, and she unconsciously raised her head to look at that place.
Ji Wuyu's eyes were deep, and it seemed to have a hint of banter, and the moment he touched his gaze, Nan Qiao only felt a bad chill rising in his back, and somehow, he felt a little weak.
Nan Qiao immediately withdrew his gaze, frowned, and turned to lead the horse.
Cen Xi stepped forward, "Yu'er, that tiger..."
Halfway through the words, Nan Musheng, who was riding on the horse, began to urge, "Sister, Cen Xi, you still don't get on the horse?" β
Got rid of Feng Lin and angered Feng Wenshan, and several people were in a good mood, and they hunted a lot of prey in one afternoon.
Seeing the sun set, it was time for the second round of hunting to come to an end, and several people returned to the camp with a full harvest.
After hunting for two days in a row, Nan Qiao is fake to say that she is not tired, she is also a girl, although she has practiced martial arts, but her body is never as good as a man.
"Brother, Cen Xi, I'll go back to the big tent and rest for a while!"
Nan Musheng nodded, "Go ahead, come out after resting!" β
Cen Xi said gently, "I happened to hunt a deer today, Yu'er wants to eat it and call you when I cook it!" β
Nan Qiao bent up, like a little lazy cat, "Oops, I think I'm going to be spoiled by you sooner or later!" β
"Heheβ" the two of them laughed in unison as they watched her.
Nan Qiao returned to his tent a little tired, and lazily opened the curtain, "I'm tired, I can finally ... Yes!! β
Halfway through speaking, Nan Qiao was startled when he saw the man in black sitting at the small round table.
Nan Qiao suddenly revived with full of mental power, looked at that place vigilantly, and she yelled at him angrily, "Lord Wang, there is a difference between men and women, how can you trespass on the camp of your courtiers!" β
Ji Wuyu couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips when she looked at her kitten's fried hair, and said seriously, "The second miss dropped something before, and this king came to be kind enough to return the second miss, and this king didn't want to stand outside, so he came in and sat and waited for the second miss!" β
Nan Qiao still looked at him vigilantly, not daring to take a step forward, and even had an urge to quit the camp, but this was her place, why should she quit!
"What's that?"
Ji Wuyu took out a delicate purse from his arms and played with it in his hand, "The butterfly embroidered on it is good, I didn't expect you to have this skill!" β
Nan Qiao recognized it as her purse at a glance, she walked over and unceremoniously stretched out her hand to beg for it, "Lord Wang, this is the courtier's!" Please give it back to the courtier! β
He raised his head slightly, "It's good to admit that it's yours, do you know where this king picked it up?" β
Nan Qiao heard the smell of danger and asked tentatively, "Where?" β
But as soon as she asked, she regretted it, Ji Wuyu was uneasy and kind, there happened to be another Fenglin incident today, could it be...
He looked at her, his voice dyed with clear colors, "Foggy Miasma Forest! β
Nan Qiao's face suddenly turned a little pale when she heard this, and her whole body stiffened and she didn't know what to do, and the next second she came back to her senses and reached out to grab the purse.
Ji Wuyu's hand avoided it very quickly, and when he saw her slightly pale face, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed, "Don't worry! β
When he said these two words, Nan Qiao stopped moving, she looked at him and panicked, if Ji Wuyu presented the purse to the emperor, then she, her brother, and Cen Xi would definitely be exposed to frame the children of the Feng family, and her life would be guaranteed! However, since Ji Wuyu was willing to wait for her here, there must be conditions, otherwise he would have exposed them in front of the emperor before.
No wonder, she found out that Ji Wuyu looked at her wrong at that time, it turned out that he had evidence in his hand, so did he see that he drove the tiger and killed people?
Nan Qiao's brows furrowed even deeper, and his voice trembled slightly, "Lord Wang, are you following me?" β
Seeing that she was so nervous, he couldn't bear to scare the little fox again, "This king doesn't have that idle time, but I just heard that Huai Guogong has been shouting for his son, saying that you are designing a frame-up, so this king went to the foggy miasma forest, I didn't expect to pick this up, in fact, this purse this king guessed, but I didn't expect it to be the second miss." β
Nan Qiao was glad that he didn't see himself driving the tiger and killing people!
But after thinking about it, Nan Qiao's face was red and white, and she confessed it herself for a long time, she was unconvinced, absolutely unconvinced!
Seeing that the triumphant smile in Ji Wuyu's eyes became stronger and stronger, Nan Qiao bit her lower lip and was about to use the soul bell to control him in one fell swoop, but unexpectedly the wrist wearing the soul bell was held by him in time, and the next second, she was caught off guard and pulled into his arms, and the man's mellow and charming voice slowly rippled in her ears,
"This king is hungry and wants to eat!"
Nan Qiao was flustered and subconsciously broke free, "If the prince is hungry, you can ask the imperial chef to do it, the things they make are better than those made by the courtiers!" β
The more she struggled, the more he imprisoned her in his arms, "But this king wants to eat what the second lady makes!" β
Nan Qiao turned his face angrily and yelled at him, "Is it true that the prince can return the purse to me after eating?" β
He didn't answer, and 'kindly' reminded her, "You're so loud, aren't you afraid to recruit people?" β
Nan Qiao was really about to cry because of him, she didn't even have the patience to use pupil technique to hypnosis, in the face of such a big devil, she couldn't use pupil technique to charm him calmly.
"What does the prince want?"
"In the future, this king wants to eat the food you cooked, and you can't refuse." He said it so naturally that she felt the urge to beat him up.
Nan Qiao held back his tears, looked at him with red eyes, very aggrieved, "But I am a noble girl, I can still cook food for the prince here, after returning to the palace, I can't go to your palace every day to cook for you!" β
"Then once every three days, if you promise, the king will not tell the emperor about this!" He has backed down.
Nan Qiao's heart is burning and prosperous, but she can't do anything about this dog thief, she can't do it once every three days, even if it is once a month, she doesn't want to do it, cooking and eating for the enemy is even worse than death.
However, what can she do if her pigtail is pinched in her hand?
The only way is to kill him!
But she can't beat him at all now, and it will definitely not work hard, if she waits for the next time she cooks, she will put some poison in it...
Thinking of this, Nan Qiao nodded slightly, and agreed.
Ji Wuyu's eyes were dyed with a smile, and when he looked at the magnolia flower on her forehead, his eyes gradually turned cold, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch it,
"Does it still hurt here?" His voice was a little hoarse.
When his fingertips just touched her forehead, there was a tingle, Nan Qiao's face turned red, and she immediately dodged, if it weren't for him, how could she have this tattoo on her forehead!
"The courtiers don't know what the prince means!"
In order to divert his attention, Nan Qiao endured his anger and said, "The prince now let go of the courtiers, and the courtiers will prepare food for you." β
He stared at her delicate little face that was red and red, and her lips like peach blossom petals, and remembered the kiss yesterday, and there was a rush in his heart.
Ji Wuyu pursed his lips slightly and didn't ask again, and the next second, he let go of her, "Go!" β
After she left, Ji Wuyu looked at the purse in his hand and fell into thought, what happened to him recently, when he saw Nalan Wuyu, he wanted to hold her in his arms, and he always felt dissatisfied after holding her in his arms, and wanted to kiss her, but fortunately he just held back.
Ji Wuyu took the purse into his arms, and the smile in his eyes was slight, "Silly fox, be a thief, this purse is still from you to this king!" β
That day, Nan Qiao regarded him as a thief, and wrapped a bag of gold and silver jewelry for him in the dark, but he never thought that she also took the newly embroidered purse on her dresser, and when Ji Wuyu went back to open it, he found that he didn't use such a thing as a purse, but he looked exquisite, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, so he wore it on his body.
After Nan Qiao went out, she began to prepare food for Ji Wuyu, she prepared several ingredients, and began to make them.
Cen Xi, who was not far away, saw Nan Qiao doing it himself, so he walked over.
"Yu'er, aren't you resting in the big tent! If you can do these things, I'll do it. β
Seeing her unhappy appearance, Cen Xi snatched the meat that was being washed in her hand, "What's wrong with you, can you tell me something?" β