Jiang Shaolan seemed to be used to it, and still sat there in an elegant posture, quietly looking at Feng Chongwu.

After Feng Chongwu finished eating, he wiped his mouth clean, got up and prepared to leave the table, and before leaving, he lightly dropped a sentence: "Don't bother this king today."

Jiang Shaolan was immediately anxious when she heard this, and suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

"Lord! You don't have to go to the morning court today, so why are you in such a hurry to leave." Jiang Shaolan exclaimed, her voice sharp and harsh, extremely disgusting.

Feng Chongwu stared at her coldly: "What? If this king can't go to the early dynasty, does it need your consent?"

"That's not what the concubine means, the concubine is just worried about your body." Jiang Shaolan hurriedly explained, "The concubine thought that you were overworked last night and had to rest more today."

Feng Chongwu snorted coldly when he heard this, and flicked his sleeves and said, "You don't need to worry about this king's affairs!"

"Lord, the concubine knows that she is wrong, and please spare the concubine." Jiang Shaolan pleaded with tears.

Seeing this, King Wu was even more annoyed: "You have nothing to do today, and you are either a woman or a thief."

Jiang Shaolan choked, and her eyes were red.

"Say it! What is your purpose?" King Wu asked coldly, his tone cold.

Jiang Shaolan's heart trembled, and she hurriedly covered up her gaffe, and said aggrievedly: "What purpose can the concubine body have, the concubine body just cares about the prince."

Feng Chongwu sneered: "You care about this king?"

"The concubine body really cares about the prince."

Feng Chongwu said disdainfully: "This king doesn't think you will care about this king."

"Lord Wang, the concubine is your wife, and the concubine is ......" Jiang Shaolan still wanted to defend.

Feng Chongwu suddenly shook off her hand that grabbed her sleeve and scolded sharply, "Enough! Don't fool this king for a fool! If this king really wants to accept a side concubine, do you still need your consent? You can't serve this king now, do you want this king to keep the empty room for you?"

Jiang Shaolan trembled all over, and her eyes widened in disbelief: "Lord Wang! The concubine is now pregnant with your flesh and blood."

Feng Chongwu snorted coldly and glanced at her disdainfully: "So what?"

Jiang Shaolan's heart was full of hatred.

"Since I don't know if it's a son or a daughter, this king naturally has to find other women to open up more branches and leaves for my Wuwang Mansion."

Jiang Shaolan's body shook for a moment, and she almost couldn't stand steadily.

She stared at Feng Chongwu with madness and anger in her eyes: "Why? Lord, this child was originally what you had to want, and now that I'm pregnant, do you want her to marry?"

"You are pregnant, this king naturally has to pay attention to the child in your womb, so I will choose another person to replace you to serve this king, and by the way, I can also give birth to more children for my Wuwang Mansion."

"Feng Chongwu owes you a lifetime of fame, affectionate, it turns out that it's nothing more than that! You don't care about the feelings of our mother and son, and you want to find a new love when I am first pregnant, do you still have a conscience?" Jiang Shaolan gritted her teeth and said, her eyes blood-red.

The Martial King sneered, "Conscience? Heh~ This king doesn't need it! This king has never said to the world that this king is affectionate, that's just their stupidity, do you think this king spoils you because he loves you? You're wrong! This king is just to consolidate his own country, otherwise do you think this king is really a rare widow!?"

"You—"

Feng Chongwu waved his hand impatiently, motioned to the maids to take Jiang Shaolan down, and then said coldly: "Good life to take care of the princess, you are not allowed to take half a step out of the courtyard without my order!" After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving only Jiang Shaolan crying hysterically.

As soon as Feng Chongwu, who returned to the study, sat down, a secret guard walked in: "Lord, my subordinates have just found out about something."

Feng Chongwu said indifferently, "Let's hear it."

The secret guard said: "The princess has been going to Tianxiang Pavilion often recently, and she seems to be very close to the lady who is in good shape."

"Is that the concubine of the Qi family?"

"Exactly."

Feng Chongwu's eyes flashed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Sheng Xiang's body is healthy recently?"

The Dark Guard bowed his head and replied, "According to the news from the spies, everything is fine with Sheng Xiang.

It's just that I rarely go out to socialize."

"Hehe~ It's still the same as before." Feng Chongwu smiled contemptuously, "Continue to monitor, if you find out who Sheng Xiang is in close contact with, remember to report it at any time."

"My subordinates understand." The Dark Guard ordered to retreat.

"Wait."

The guard stopped and turned around, "What else does the prince command?"

"Send a group of people to look at the Tianxiang Pavilion and the woman of the Qi family."

"Yes."

After the dark guard retreated, Feng Chongwu's face sank.

In the past few years, the old Marquis Sheng has not gone out of the gate, and he has never been seen to have dealings with any court officials, except for entering the palace to see His Majesty, he almost does not leave the house, even his son Sheng Zhengye does not go out much, but he has recently been named prime minister by the emperor, except for the last dynasty, he only stays in the mansion, and the Shenghou Mansion is really doing a drip!

No, let them continue to be obscure like this, I'm afraid that sooner or later the crown prince will be in their pockets, and he will never allow this kind of thing to happen!

Feng Chongwu got up and pushed open the window.

In the spring of March, everything recovers, the trees are shady, and the flowers are vibrant.

Feng Chongwu stretched his waist and looked up at the blue sky.

"Lord, it's time for lunch." The butler, who had served him for many years, asked respectfully.

Feng Chongwu bowed his head and went back to the house to change clothes.

During the meal, the housekeeper hesitated, and finally couldn't help but persuade: "Lord, although the princess is pregnant, I am afraid it is not appropriate for you to snub the princess like this." Chinese Net

Feng Chongwu paused, raised his eyes and swept the housekeeper lightly: "What, what does this king have to do with your permission?"

The butler was so frightened that he fell to his knees: "The slave doesn't dare!"

Feng Chongwu's expression was a little dark: "Get up, in the future, this king will have his own way of doing things, I don't need you to remind me, and you are my martial king's housekeeper, not her Jiang's!"

The butler breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"But after all, the princess is the princess, the wife of this king, the princess is pregnant now, and it is understandable that this king occasionally takes some time to accompany her, as for the side concubine, she still has to marry, but this side concubine has to have her father to give her marriage." Feng Chongwu said lightly, "You go down and do it."

The housekeeper was stunned and hesitated, "...... the princess's side."

Feng Chongwu interrupted him: "This king said, this king doesn't need others to say much about things, and the old housekeeper only needs to do his own thing."

"Yes, the old slave obeys."

Feng Chongwu put down the dishes and chopsticks, walked out of the restaurant, and walked towards the study.

"Lord Wang." The secret guard guarding the door bowed and called.

"Hmm." Feng Chongwu answered lightly and walked straight in.

Behind the bookcase is a huge map, marked with cities everywhere, and in the center of the map, a dragon with sharp and rough lines winds and circles, as if alive on the map.