Feng Yuanchen hummed.

The boss couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the two children were finally leaving.

He was about to put the stall away when he heard the sound of horses' hooves.

On a red carriage sat a girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old, and very good-looking.

Her gaze swept over the stall and fell on Feng Yuanchen and Sheng Zhiyao.

"Xi'er, is it King Chen and the county lord over there?" Yu Manrou lifted the curtain and said to the maid beside her, but her eyes were fixed on Feng Yuanchen, "What are they doing here?"

Xi'er followed her line of sight, and sure enough, she saw Sheng Zhiyao pulling Feng Yuanchen's sleeve, and the two walked side by side.

"It's really shameless, the girl who hasn't left the pavilion in broad daylight pulls King Chen away, it's really a wandering wreck." Xi'er snorted, disgust flashing in her eyes.

Yu Manrou pursed her lips and smiled: "Maybe so, the county lord is still young, and maybe he doesn't have the concept of kissing men and women."

Xi'er snorted: "Miss, this Yongchen County Lord is the granddaughter of the Shenghou Mansion, who is the old marquis?" Scholarly family, how can you be so shameless."

The corners of Yu Manrou's eyes were slightly raised when she heard this: "That's right, the old marquis is very disciplined, it seems that King Chen still needs a concubine who can take on a big responsibility."

Xi'er hurriedly laughed: "Of course, Miss should you let Grandpa Guo go to His Majesty's to ask for a favor?"

Yu Manrou thought for a moment, "My father has been busy with military affairs recently, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate at this time. In this way, won't the Martial King of Tomorrow have a banquet? Let's see if we can find a chance, and this Yongchen County Lord is planning first."

"Miss Wise." Xi'er immediately praised.

Yu Manrou smiled lightly.

She is the eldest lady of the Guogong Mansion, and she is loved by thousands of people, although she and Sheng Zhiyao had a holiday in Juxian Building, but after all, it was in private, if Sheng Zhiyao dared to openly provoke, she was not afraid.

What's more, she Yu Manrou has been in love with Feng Yuanchen since she was a child, and suddenly a country girl came out of nowhere to take the lead, where she is worthy of being her opponent in Yu Manrou, there is no need to worry at all.

In this way, Yu Manrou no longer paid attention to them, and ordered the groom who was driving the car to speed up and leave.

On the other side, the two people who were talked about by everyone had already walked far away at this time.

"Is your stomach feeling better now?" Feng Yuanchen's deep voice sounded with concern.

"It's so much better now." Sheng Zhiyao replied easily.

Feng Yuanchen raised his eyes to look at her, and saw that her eyebrows were no longer carefree, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's past noon now, let's go eat something."

Sheng Zhiyao nodded and followed him forward.

The market was bustling and noisy, and the two of them walked along the crowd, no one noticing a certain part of the crowd, and a pair of resentful eyes stared at them as if they had been quenched with poisonous juice.

The two found a restaurant, ordered a few plates of light and refreshing dishes, and sat down.

As soon as he finished eating, Feng Yuanchen was about to ask the shopkeeper to change a pot of tea for Sheng Zhiyao, but he suddenly heard a commotion outside.

Feng Yuanchen frowned and turned his head to look at the window.

And he saw that the people were surrounded outside, pointing and pointing, as if something had happened.

Feng Yuanchen was puzzled when a team of guards rushed over and surrounded the entire restaurant, and two men in black pushed a woman into the store.

"Get everyone out of here." A shrill voice rang out, with a strong smell of gunpowder.

The originally lively restaurant instantly fell silent, and all the guests watched the scene nervously, not understanding what was happening.

"You...... What are you doing?"

"Get out! Otherwise, don't blame us for having no eyes!" One of the guards said fiercely.

"Who are you? Why drive us away?" The woman struggled and roared angrily.

"Why?" One of the guards sneered and drew his sword at his waist, "Because, we are ordered to capture the assassin who killed our prince."

When the words fell, the group brushed out their weapons and looked around viciously.

For a while, the crowd suddenly became chaotic, and exclamations continued to sound.

"We're just ordinary people, how can we kill people!" There were protests.

"That's it, big brother official, you are not mistaken."

"Yes, yes, we are all good citizens, don't wronged good people."

The crowd protested, but it was clear that their protests had no effect.

"Shut up!" The guard shouted, "You are all suspects, you are not allowed to quibble, otherwise, you will be killed."

As soon as the words fell, I saw several guards directly draw their long swords and put them on the wine and food on the table.

"Ahh

"You are not allowed to hurt my daughter-in-law, there is something wrong with me." The old man stood up tremblingly and said, looking like he was at home.

The guard glanced at the old man and sneered, "Who are you, it's none of your business here, get out of here and stay there."

With that, he stretched out his foot and kicked over the table, and the food and wine on the table fell to the ground.

"Daddy!"

"Grandpa!"

Sheng Zhiyao and Feng Yuanchen hurriedly ran forward to support the old man.

Sheng Zhiyao looked at the old man anxiously and shouted worriedly, "Old man, are you okay?"

"You're not hurt, are you?" Feng Yuanchen also hurriedly asked.

The old man waved his hand, his old cloudy eyes were full of tears, looking at the two of them, choked and speechless.

"This old man is too old to stand the toss." Feng Yuanchen comforted: "Besides, how can the assassination of the prince be a woman who is powerless!"

"Oh, don't be nosy!" The guard sneered in a strange manner, his eyes full of disdain.

When a sentence came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Sheng Zhiyao's face changed suddenly, and her hands clenched into fists involuntarily.

Feng Yuanchen's eyes quickly crossed a dark light, looked at the group of guards opposite, and said slowly, "You are under the command of Qin Yi, the commander of the forbidden army in the capital?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, looked at Feng Yuanchen, his eyes showed a look of vigilance, and he reacted and snorted coldly: "Do you know Commander Qin?"

"Naturally, I know him, and I have several relationships with him." Feng Yuanchen replied: "He hates it most when others question the soldiers under his rule, and today you abuse your power, I believe that he will be furious if he knows it."

"Hahaha, that's ridiculous." The guard sneered, "Just because you also want Commander Qin to condemn us? Who do you think you are? Are you qualified?"

The guard's tone was full of contempt, and Sheng Zhiyao's eyes on the side flickered for a moment, and he suddenly said, "Since it is the forbidden army, why are you arresting the suspect here privately?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, and then snorted coldly: "We are on the orders of King Wu to arrest the female cadre who assassinated the prince."

"Warrior King?"

Feng Yuanchen and Sheng Zhiyao said in unison, exchanging glances with each other.