"Lord Wang, you and I are destined for this. As for the person who released the snake, the old man has sent someone to investigate. Shui Lao bowed his hand and said goodbye, not at all nostalgic for the power of the palace. He turned around and planned to pack up his clothes and leave.

After the exhausted Feng Feiyang confessed to the Ding Mansion doctor, he was about to return to Suiyuan. As soon as I looked up, I saw Le Zheng Haoyue in a green robe, carrying a two-meter-long silver spear, rushing angrily. He was followed by a dozen wounded guards of the Alcohol Palace.

Feng Feiyang was stunned. The second ancestor is making such a fuss?

"Feng Laosan, are you okay?" Le Zheng Haoyue was sweating profusely, and when he saw the intact phoenix flying, his heart was finally relieved! When he received news from his father, he snatched his sister's horse and galloped all the way to the palace of the alcohol king. Those guards were stunned and didn't let him carry weapons into the palace, cut. The place where this son is going is that the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't care when he comes, so he still shoots and kills him. Who dares to stop people!

The second ancestor Le Zhenghaoyue was full of domineering, for fear that Feng Feiyang would be killed in the palace one step later, so he injured many people along the way and rushed into the palace Baihuayuan. Don't be relieved until you see that people are safe!

"Thank you, second son." Feng Feichang and will not know the intention of Le Zheng Haoyue! I thought that it must be the secret guard given by Prince Yi who discovered that there was a murderous motive hidden in the palace of King Alcohol, so he deliberately notified the second prince to come to the rescue. I was very grateful to this second ancestor in my heart, and I spoke much kinder.

"Hmmm! It's okay. The old wound on my father's shoulder blade has recurred, so please go and see it. Le Zheng Haoyue's voice was much softer, and her youthful and sunny face was filled with a warm smile. That's a big boy who was half angry just now, and it's a warm big boy.

Feng Feiyang smiled knowingly, this is a spoiled gentleman. glanced at the Ding Fu doctor, who was re-examining the wounds of the others, and prepared to leave with Le Zheng Haoyue. Prince Yi's old illness may be an excuse, or it may be true, the purpose is nothing more than to let himself leave the palace safely. It is reasonable to go to Prince Yi's mansion to thank the prince.

"Oh! It turns out that the prince has an old illness, so what is the friction? Hurry up, let's go. Feng Feiyang urged Le Zheng Haoyue to leave quickly, this was a good opportunity to leave the Alcohol Palace.

The two strode towards the gate of the palace, leaving behind the mess of the garden and a dozen wounded guards wailing.

"Wait." The two had barely taken a few steps when they were stopped by a hoarse voice.

I saw the housekeeper of the Alcohol King's Mansion walking over with a blue and gray face.

Feng Feiyang looked at this powerful young prince quietly with a blank face. Reporting the principle that the enemy does not move, I will not move, and they gaze at each other. Although her robe was tattered at this time, her momentum was not inferior to anyone! The aura of the superior suddenly crushed the audience. There is a little maid who should have, I'm afraid that there is no one in the entire Shangdu noble girl!

"Oh! Is the Alcohol King going to force us to stay? Le Zheng Haoyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and the silver spear in his hand trembled. A face of evil leaked out, and a purple robe was windless. He's ready to make a move! If you annoy the second ancestor who is not afraid of heaven and earth, it will be a big trouble!

You think, someone who doesn't even care about the queen. He's going to be afraid of you, Lord Alcohol?

"The second son misunderstood. My lord has a few words to say to Miss Feng, please make it convenient. The housekeeper of the Alcohol King Mansion hurriedly said. The alcohol king also nodded slightly, indicating that he wanted to talk to Feng Feiyang.

"Let's talk about it here! Ben Gongzi observed. Le Zheng Haoyue didn't give an inch, ignoring the alcohol king's dark face.

The alcohol king bites! But there was nothing to be done.

"Miss Feng, all the things before, this king is at fault. Please Miss Feng don't hate the king's careful eyes. After the alcohol king finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Feng Feiyang. Unspeakable piety! This can make Feng Feiyang stunned, this proud alcohol prince will apologize to a little concubine? This is the rhythm of red rain! What spurred him on? It's unimaginable.

"Oh! The Alcohol King doesn't need to be polite. Miss Ben has a bad memory, and now the snake venom in the prince's body has been removed. Pay attention to the conditioning, and recover quickly. Feng Feiyang waved his hand, and the tattered wide sleeves fluttered lightly in the wind. The unspeakable wanton flying. Turning around, He Le is striding away.

The heart of the alcohol king throbbed violently! Indescribable mixed tastes. Let's ask, if it were me, I would definitely not be able to be so open-minded and detached like Feng Feiyang! What kind of environment can cultivate such an extraordinary spirit?

Shui Lao's eyes were deep, looking at Feng Feiyang's back and muttering to himself.

"This woman is not ordinary, if she gets this person, she must be a person with great blessings!" Shui Lao didn't expect it? He said to himself that he was going to kill a woman of great status. That's an afterword

The alcohol king was stunned for a moment, and ripples rippled in his heart. Oh, yes! Perhaps, it's time to try a change of tactics.

Everyone looked at the two figures that were gradually distant, and suddenly, the slender back turned around and shouted in the shape of a trumpet.

"Lord Alcohol, don't forget to send the consultation fee to Suiyuan! Miss Ben does not take credit. Feng Feiyang's spring-like voice echoed in the Hundred Flowers Garden, which was particularly comfortable to listen to.

The eyes of the alcoholic king flashed on his blue-gray face. Maybe it's because my mood has changed, and my body feels a lot lighter! It turns out that this mess in the garden is not so much of an eyesore!

It is urgent to track down the snake herder.

Feng Feiyang solved a wish, and walked with wind under his feet. The stains on her body can't stop her from being gorgeous, and her eyebrows are fragrant!

"Thank you to the second son for relieving Feiyang. If the prince is unwell? The medicine box is still in the garden, so I'm afraid I'll have to go back first. Feng Feiyang looked at Le Zheng Haoyue and said. I thought I was in a hurry to leave in the morning, and I didn't bring any money! What can I do? I can't walk back, and I started singing with my stomach, it's really hard to beat a hero for a penny!

Le Zheng Haoyue saw Feng Fei standing in front of the gate of the Alcohol Palace, and his willow eyebrows were deeply locked, I don't know what she was thinking?

"Let's go! What are you doing? "Le Zheng Haoyue is a little anxious, and I don't know how my father is now?

"That, second son. Can you lend me some silver, I went out in a hurry this morning, and I didn't bring any money with me. Feng Feiyang was a little embarrassed, and he didn't care that he was dirty and messy. There's still a half-free temperament there, it's just a little beggar!

"Come on! Do you want to go there? Le Zheng Haoyue sighed, the key is that he was called by his father to save the scene as soon as he changed his robe. What else do you say about 100,000 urgent, where will you still think about bringing silver? Alas!

"Thousand Flavor Noodle Workshop." Feng Feiyang wanted to eat a bowl of noodles, and was looking at Uncle Huo and them. I feel like I haven't been there a few times since it opened? Excuse me! Fortunately, Uncle Huo is his own person and doesn't care.

"Drive." Le Zheng Haoyue whipped the horse forward, and the two rode straight to the Qianwei Noodle Workshop.

The only way to go through the Qianwei Noodle Factory, the trading market in the south city is simply dazzling. A large empty field was crowded with people of all kinds buying and selling things. It is dominated by vegetable markets, pig markets, livestock markets and cooked food stalls, forming four basic centers.

The other largest crowd center is the charlatan entertainer's animal taming performance. A large circle was made of shabby blue cloth as a theater, and the adults and children in their leisure time squeezed their heads for two big dollars to buy a ticket, and watched the bears walk upright and the puppies jump in circles. The market was dusty and noisy like a flood.

Feng Feiyang and the two got off their horses and walked. Walk through this noisy market, and at the end of the corner, you will find the Thousand Flavor Noodle Factory.

At this time, the front of the Qianwei Noodle Shop was noisy and noisy.

Feng Feiyang felt that something was wrong, it couldn't be like this when business was good? There was a large crowd of men, women, and children watching the excitement at the Qianwei Noodle Shop, and there were more people than the market that had just passed. Unconsciously frowned, feeling quite strange in my heart?

"Phew! When did the noodle shop business get so good? Feng Feiyang muttered quietly. Motioned to Le Zheng Haoyue to send the horse and tidy up his robe. The two of them squeezed in from the black, three-story crowd inside.

On the street where you can see the façade of "Qianwei Noodle Workshop", there is an old man in cloth clothes in his sixties with a mouth and gray hair. Kneeling beside him sat a man in Tsing Yi in his thirties crying and grabbing the ground, and a crying teenage child. Uncle Huo stood beside these three people at a loss, his emaciated face turned pale. Apparently frightened by this sudden situation!

Feng Feiyang and Le Zheng Haoyue squeezed in front of Huo Changsheng.

"Uncle Huo, what about me? Don't be afraid. Feng Feiyang pulled the sleeve of Laho Changsheng's coat and brought him back to his senses.

The real owner of "Qianwei Noodle Fang" is her, and I don't know who in the crowd shouted. The man and the child who were crying suddenly cried and threw themselves at Feng Feiyang's feet, something was wrong.

Le Zheng Haoyue clenched his fists, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire. Raise his foot and kick at the man, he hates that someone is playing tricks in front of Feng Laosan the most! Ben Gong kicked you to death, so as not to trouble her to work hard.

Feng Feiyang's eyes quickly grabbed Le Zheng Haoyue's hand, and shook his head to signal him not to be impulsive. Something is wrong with this?

"My father was poisoned after eating noodles in your noodle shop, and you have to give an explanation to our family for whatever you say in the noodle shop. If not, I'll let you go to the shop behind my father's back now, and I'll go to the yamen to sue you that the noodles are poisonous, and see how you can open them.

Le Zheng Haoyue gritted his teeth, this bastard also threatened Shangfeng Laosan and looked for death.

"Yes! Yes! The noodles in your Qianwei Noodle Fang are poisonous, and people who eat them to death will naturally have to give an explanation to others. Otherwise, we people will not agree. "Someone in the crowd shouted loudly and looked very excited.

"That's it, that's it." People who don't know the truth followed suit, and the whole scene was chaotic.

Feng Feiyang suddenly understood that this was a deliberate arrangement. This kind of bridge is more in the TV series of the previous life. Not fresh.

"Your dad was poisoned while eating noodles at the Thousand Flavors Noodle Shop, right? Do you remember what noodles you ate? Hearing Feng Feiyang's question, the noisy crowd finally quieted down. Staring at this dirty little girl with wide eyes, she is the owner of Qianwei? Lie!

"Of course I do. My dad ate a plate of three-fresh fried noodles, I ate braised pork noodles, and my son ate a bowl of pork rib noodles. My father was poisoned after eating fried noodles, and the Qianwei Noodle Shop had to accompany the silver. "This middle-aged man is right! The voice of the voice is overwhelming, for fear that others will not hear.

"Uncle Huo, please call the master of the fried noodles out, I have something to ask?" Feng Feiyang whispered to Huo Changsheng, who didn't look very good.

"No need to scream, miss. The villain's name is Liu Dagui, and he is the master of Qianwei Noodle Workshop who is in charge of fried noodles. As you know, since the opening of our store, it has been full every day. It is impossible to stir-fry the same fried noodles one at a time, and I remember that there were four servings of Sanxian fried noodles at that time. It's table six, table nine, and table twelvethirteen. I fried four servings in one bowl at the same time, you guys at table six, right? This fried noodles Liu Dagui spoke in a clear manner and hit the nail on the head.

Feng Feiyang nodded secretly, this is a malleable talent.

"I can attest to it, it's okay. I was a guest at Table Nine. We can all prove that the fried noodles are fine. A few guests came out of the Qianwei noodle shop and said loudly.

"Don't lie Jia Wu, your father died eight years earlier. Where did you come from? A cold voice rang out from the crowd, and he was holding a boy of seven or eight years old. I saw the old man lying on the ground crying and rushed over.

Just by listening to the voice, Feng Feiyang knew that the person who reassured her was back.