"Miss doesn't think all this is too weird?" Back at Fengyi Residence, Mama Wei expressed doubts in her heart.

Feng Ying groaned, not long after the notice was posted, this Nan Yu had already arrived in the imperial capital. And then he can be found on the outskirts of the city where his father hunted without mistake. What's more, he also carefully staged a scene of sacrificing his life for his father to block arrows.

But after all, this Nanyu grew up in Hucheng, which makes everything even more confusing.

"Hucheng is far away in the sky, even if it is an urgent will, it will take half a month in the past, and the ordinary will is passed by the word of mouth of the ordinary people, does Miss think they will still have an unpredictable prophet?" After thinking about it, Mama Wei still felt that something was not right.

What's more, the general's will did not describe the woman's birthmark at all, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people who pretend to know how to be more effective?

"Mama, you're too worried, if that's the case, then what's going on with the birthmark on her body?"

"Isn't it easy to fake something like a birthmark?" Mama Wei was suspicious.

Although Feng Ying had doubts in her heart, she still shook her head and said, "If she knows the inside story, she intends to keep her father in the dark." Then once the matter is revealed, the fate of her so-called concubine will only be worse. ”

Mama Wei smiled, "Miss, you are still young, you don't know that there are many things in this world that people eat people, not to mention that you can get the wealth of the sky by reversing black and white, it is a cheap bone, and you will paste it." ”

Those poor and sour people used to not even have enough to eat, but now they have changed and want to become the concubines of the Feng family, and the gap between the two is that no one can resist this temptation.

Besides, if Nan Yu is really a general, living in a place like Hucheng, then Yu Jue, who proves her identity, is afraid that she will be taken as a long time ago, how can she be in her hands now?

Nan Mo originally wanted to resign from General Feng Jingyu, but only in the Feng family was the only place that could break away from the control of Mu Tan Pavilion. Murong Yi was moody, she didn't know what he was thinking. Once she returns to Mutan Pavilion, she will be far away if she wants to see the national teacher.

She also wanted to try to contact Shen Yisheng, but the people who came in and out of the mansion were not worthy of her trust, so she could only find another opportunity and make plans by herself.

She went back to her room to rest, but Feng Ying followed. The posture is elegant, "Nanmo girl, outside the gate of the mansion, the people of the prince of Cheng'an want to see you." ”

When Nan Mo and Feng Ying passed, Feng Jingyu was already talking to someone at the door.

Jing Mohuai's attendant, Er Sheng bowed and stood, hugged his fists and said: "General Feng, our Cheng'an Wang Shizi is sick, even the imperial doctors in the palace are helpless, I don't know if General Feng is willing to borrow someone to treat the prince?" ”

The man was dressed in a dark blue robe, his clothes were flying, and his expression was cold.

Feng Jingyu turned his mind and knew that he was referring to the apprentice of the ghost doctor Huo Qiu, Nan Mo.

When he looked at Ersheng again, he said: "The prince of Cheng'an Wang Shizi knew that the ghost doctor had a new apprentice without leaving home, and he really had a lot of ears and eyes. However, since this Nanmo girl came to the General's Mansion for diagnosis, she is a guest of the General's Mansion, and who she is willing to give to for diagnosis and treatment depends on Nanmo Girl's own wishes, and the general has no right to put her beak. As for Miss Nanmo, General Ben has asked Ying'er to invite her. ”

As he was talking, Nan Mo and Feng Ying had already arrived.

After listening to the words halfway, the person was an acquaintance, Nan Mo looked at Er Sheng outside the gate of the mansion and said: "Since you have come to me for medical treatment, you have to follow my rules." ”

What she said was very arrogant, and even Feng Ying felt that this girl was really too proud.

"Dare to ask the girl, what are the rules?" Ersheng raised his eyes to look at her, but his expression was extremely respectful.

The girl's facial features are becoming more and more defined, her eyes are extremely bright, and the lines are clean. The momentum was compelling, and for a moment, Er Sheng felt that the air pressure she brought to people was even stronger than that of Feng Jingyu, the general on the side.

Feng Ying was slightly puzzled, her goose-yellow brocade sleeves were swinged, and her right hand was gently pinched.

This guard is the person next to the prince of Cheng'an. Just now, even for a person like my father who has been on the battlefield for most of his life, his attitude is not necessarily very respectful. But when he looked at Nan Mo, there was respect in his eyes.

"For the prince of Cheng'an, I have a rule, if you can stand, you will come and ask for it yourself." Nan Mo chuckled, but he didn't show any emotion in his words.

Er Sheng's hand unconsciously buckled the sword at his waist, "Nanmo girl, the prince is sick in bed and has been in a coma for a long time, I am afraid that I can't follow your rules." ”

As soon as King Cheng'an returned to his home, he asked for a decree and set up a son. Emperor Dasheng can also understand, after all, King Cheng'an once wrote a poem to pay tribute to a woman, and also set a position for her as a wife.

Everyone in the world has speculated who the woman in this poem is, but King Cheng'an is silent, who dares to ask?

Now that this son is the son of the world, although the status of the second son of King Cheng'an is a little embarrassing, Jing Mohuai is the eldest son after all, and even those officials can't find anything wrong.

I heard that when the son of the world was sealed, he vomited blood in public, and everyone's sympathy rose to a new level. This is still a sick seedling, and it is really not certain who will sit in the seat of King Cheng'an in the future.

Feng Jingyu looked at this sharp little girl thoughtfully. When she comforted her wife, she was gentle, in the face of the unknown, and eager to try, but at this moment, in the face of the lobbyist of the son, she was sharp.

Feng Jingyu's majestic face was a little stunned, and she said: "Miss Nan, King Cheng'an is the only king with a different surname in Dasheng, and everywhere he is in charge is difficult for ordinary people to ......."

He couldn't help but distinguish the power for her.

Nan Mo thought for a while, and replied to Feng Jingyu: "Thank you for the general's reminder, Nan Mo will go with the people of Wang Shizi of Cheng'an." As for Mrs. Feng, it is a knot in her heart, and she will make a conclusion when Nan Mo comes back. ”

Feng Jingyu nodded slightly.

Ersheng had already waved the carriage.

Feng Ying in the mansion gate looked at the luxurious carriage, not much better than the royal family, in addition to the name of the ghost doctor's apprentice, what else did this Nan Mo come from?

Feng Ying thought about it, and when she returned to Fengyi Residence, she asked Mama Wei to bring out a letter. It just so happened that she also had the heart to check on the so-called concubine Nan Yu.

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"You don't seem to be curious at all, why am I here?" When Nan Mo was brought in by Ersheng, he didn't meet anyone along the way, not even half of the servants, so he knew that this ordinary mansion was not the Cheng'an Palace.

"Childe is in poor health, if there is a girl who is close to the body, Rong Fan thinks, it is better."

Rong Fan applied a little thin powder, but he had a slight face and a stunning face. Even if she is only dressed as an ordinary maid, the charm under her eyes is beyond the reach of ordinary women.

Nan Mo looked at Rong Fan, this woman is really great to a certain level, let other women get close to their sweethearts, and show such fearlessness.

Rong Fan's heart rippled, when she sent her to Dongsheng, she didn't think about what kind of situation Nanmo would have, but in the same situation, she only made a move once, so goodbye is also creation.

Nan Mo saw that she was stunned, and deliberately took a few steps forward, "Na, you are such a great beauty who captivates the country and the city, your son-in-law can still sit still, but what about me?" With an ordinary appearance and no talent, isn't it wronged to take care of your son-in-law? ”

Rong Fan's long eyelashes drooped, a smile appeared on his beautiful face, and his voice was soft, "What do you want?" ”

"Even so, even if I fall in love with you Rongmei, I won't look down on him."

Rong Fan just made a gesture of "please", without half of the offense.

Nan Mo spread his hands and walked into the inner room.

The man in the black-haired snow shirt, as he first saw, his eyebrows were picturesque, and he was pale in color.

For a moment, she even found a hint of déjà vu in the overlap of light and shadow, from the light and dark waves.

"Childe, the people have arrived." Rong Sanskrit retreated.

Nan Mo took a light sniff of the sandalwood in the air, and in front of him, on the thin white fox velvet blanket, the man was leaning on the soft pillow of the gold-threaded lark on his back, his face was like jade, his facial features were exquisite, and his eyebrows and eyes were calm.

From the first time she came in, she knew that the son of the world was seriously ill and bedridden, vomiting blood in public, and it was all bluffing.

"Ah Mo, don't you have a good eye?" He said it casually, I don't know if she was referring to what she said when she saw Rong Fan just now, or if she was talking about Murong Yi?

"Please cooperate with me in checking the pulse." Nan Mo's expression was only confused for a moment, and he quickly returned to normal.

Jing Mohuai was noncommittal, and stretched out his slender hand like jade.

Nan Mo frowned on his wrist, looked at him for a long time, and said seriously: "Shizi This is a slippery vein, beads rolling jade plate", and said for a long time: "You are happy ......"

"Really?" The man wasn't annoyed at all, "Then shouldn't Ah Mo be responsible for this?" Jing Mohuai was sunburned.

He tugged at Nan Mo's sleeve and slid over her bony wrists. The strength was so strong that Nan Mo's whole person fell on him.

His slender hand wrapped around her waist in the next moment, and brought it to the couch, his voice was clear and cold, "Ah Mo, you have lost a few points." ”

It's a ghost if you're not thin! Nan Mo slandered, from Hucheng to Dijing, this hard work, not eating and sleeping well. I also spent some time in a ghost place like the Sangtong paddock.

She could feel the warm breath on the back of her neck, followed by an overwhelming kiss falling.

His lips were thin and cold, ironing every inch of her side skin.

She felt relieved in the midst of this trembling.

The man's temperament is elegant and noble, and his clean fingers are faintly moist, and the sentence "The apprentice of the ghost doctor is really worthy of his reputation", I don't know if it is a compliment or a mockery?

"You ......" Her bun was disassembled by Jing Mohuai and overlapped with his.

The man's long hair was spread out on the brocade couch, covering half of his face, only revealing his eyes, but they were pitch black like the most attractive glass stars.

"Ah Mo, as far as the Imperial Capital is for Hucheng, you never know which dark tide surge can put you in a situation from which you will never recover."

Nan Mo lost his mind for a moment, what is this?

He pushed her away with his own hands, and gestured here again.

"Power, status, seem to you to be a means, not a favor. Why are you here? He asked word by word, word by word with pity.