Chapter 274 Warning

"Your Highness."

"What?" Yu Wenhui lowered his head, his expression was serious, and he looked at the folds in his hand regularly, and he didn't raise his head.

"There are visitors in the house today, and this is their token." The man bowed forward and handed the things in his hand to the father-in-law who was waiting next to him.

"Oh?" It is not uncommon for visitors to the prince's mansion, but it is worth noting that those who hold tokens are worth noting, since becoming the prince, he has rarely returned to the prince's mansion, and generally lives in the palace temporarily, so many things in the prince's mansion are not handled by him, and it must not be an ordinary thing that can be sent by the housekeeper.

He took the token, his brows immediately furrowed, and there was a bit of gloom in his eyes, this token was not sent by the prince's mansion, but another kind of token that could meet him, the descendants of Tianluo.

Although it is a cooperative relationship, he can be said to hate this Tianluo organization to the core, because the so-called cooperation is generally persecuted, and it may also be said to be a grafting of guilt, and this guilt comes from Murong Qiuyun's mother and son.

He knew about the Gu fetus, and he was also involved in it, the agreement made at that time that he personally cultivated the Gu fetus was the condition, no matter what, it was his child, but he couldn't give up the throne and life in his hands because of this child or Murong Qiuyun, and this selfish guilt was grafted by him to the Tianluo Organization.

But because of this, he also has a request for Murong Qiuyun's mother and son,.. ★ Yes, it can be said to be a kind of compensation.

"Who is here, who can live in the house now?"

"The two young men who came, they were personally received by the crown princess, and they heard that one of them was named Murong Qiufeng, and the other was Yunfeiyang, and now they have left."

"What ......" Yu Wenhui paused with his hand holding the sign, and looked up at the person below in astonishment, his eyes were full of sharpness, "Who do you say?" ”

"Murong Qiufeng and Yun Feiyang?"

Yu Wenhui opened his mouth, his expression became complicated, "What is the appearance of the Murong Qiufeng you are talking about?" ”

Although the people below were puzzled by the changes in the prince, they also replied seriously, "That man is extremely handsome. ”

"He's here anyway." Yu Wenhui suddenly sighed weakly, put down the things in his hand, leaned back, closed his eyes gently, pinched his eyebrows, and looked a little tired.

After a long while, he spoke again, "Find out where they live, secretly send someone to keep an eye on them, don't disturb, tell the butler, if they go to the house again, what they want to do, try not to stop them." ”

"Yes."

Since Murong Qiufeng is here, he doesn't need to listen to know what he is for, except for Murong Qiuyun, what else can attract him to come over in person.

In fact, he really wanted to meet him, but he didn't dare, he was afraid to see his questioning words and angry expression.

It's really ridiculous to say, he Yu Wenhui was afraid of something, but now he is afraid that a man will glare at him angrily and show his disappointed body.

He and Murong Qiufeng didn't have much intersection at all, but they had only seen two or three sides hastily, and the impression that Murong Qiufeng gave him at that time was just an extremely handsome young man, and his slight interest in him also came from being curious about Shangguan Ye's temptation.

But sometimes, curiosity is the beginning of noticing a person, and when you really pay attention to this person, that person has already imprinted a shadow in your heart.

This feeling began to be very light, so faint that he didn't notice it at all, but after returning to China, after getting along with Murong Qiuyun, it gradually appeared, many times, he actually wanted to keep looking for his shadow on Murong Qiuyun, always comparing the two people, thinking about it, he found that he seemed to be thinking too much.

Later, he even deliberately sent people to secretly stay in Yanguo and pay attention to his news. It's just that he was noticed by Shangguan Ye later, and he received a warning from that guy, and then he didn't know it, and later, he was busy in the coup, and when he looked at Murong Qiuyun occasionally, he would wonder what this person was doing now, whether he was already with Shangguan Ye.

Every time he thought of the scene where the two might be together, he was very repulsed, so slowly, he had less time to see Murong Qiuyun, maybe this could be said to be an escape.

He just secretly planned in his heart that after Murong Qiuyun gave birth to a child, no matter what, he would straighten her up and make her the crown princess, the future queen, it can be regarded as compensation for her, as for the current crown princess, I'm sorry, he never admitted it.

After a while, someone from the Prince's Mansion came again, but the news brought this time made him unable to calm down, and Murong Qiuyun fainted.

The current Murong Qiuyun is at a critical moment, and even the slightest abnormality is the most fatal danger to her.

He didn't want to look at it anymore, so he could only sigh, "Prepare the sedan chair and go home." ”

"What the hell is going on?" As soon as he entered the Autumn Garden, Yu Wenhui asked the people outside with a calm face, but his eyes looked coldly at Song Lige, who was sitting leisurely in the courtyard drinking tea, and he didn't have to guess to know that he must have something to do with this woman.

The surrounding subordinates all looked at each other, secretly looked at the crown princess, lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

Yu Wenhui had a gloomy face, walked towards Song Lige, and gritted his teeth, "Lige, I don't know if you can explain." ”

"This concubine is not very clear, I only know that Mrs. Qiu Yun suddenly fainted when she was chatting and chatting, what is the specific, shouldn't Your Highness ask the imperial doctor." Song Lige gently put down the teacup, played with his nails, and said enchantingly.

Yu Wenhui's face was even more ugly, on weekdays, Song Lige would pretend to maintain the relationship between the two, but today he actually spoke coldly, he was already extremely disgusted with this woman, and today he was even more angry.

He bowed slightly, reached out and grabbed Song Lige's wrist vigorously, lowered his head, and whispered ambiguously in her ear, "Song Lige, you are not qualified to challenge the bottom line of this prince, don't forget, what kind of place is this, if you want to get out of here completely, it is best to settle down, in this world, there are many ways to make people live well, but life is better than death, there are many ways." ”

After speaking, he shook off her hand, snorted coldly, turned around and strode towards Murong Qiuyun's room.

Song Lige had a black face, gritted his teeth fiercely, stared at Yu Wenhui's back with his side head, and held the wrist that had just been held with one hand, which was red in a big circle, and began to be a little Fan Zi, you can imagine how strong it was just now.

Yu Wenhui, you also want to threaten me, what about the prince, but it's just someone else's puppet, a few people want me to feel bad, and I will definitely not let you feel good.

Thinking about it, he left with a black face.