Chapter 142 will be counted

"It's not a shame for a dignified son to bow down to an old bustard!"

In the firewood room, Xue Chengao snorted coldly and patted the dust on his body.

Xue Chengche resisted the urge to kill, and mocked: "I am indeed not as powerful as my second brother, and I dare to reveal my identity in this situation, is it because I am afraid that others will not know that the two dignified sons will not do their business and spend a ridiculous night with several girls in this land of fireworks?"

"You ......"

Xue Chengao also came back to his senses at this moment, consciously took care of the loss, and threw his sleeves to the side to sulk.

The two of them couldn't figure it out, they were obviously on their way, how they woke up to such a place, and there were several half-dressed women sleeping beside them.

Not only are the entourages gone, but the tokens and money on their bodies are also gone.

Luckily, he was dressed in its entirety, otherwise he wouldn't have been sure if he had done anything last night.

But the mere thought of sharing a bed with those people made his stomach churn.

That's pretty good.

Xue Chengao was even more uncomfortable.

That kind of scene is even more torture for Xue Chengao, who has no feelings for women for a long time.

He made up his mind in his heart that as long as he got out of here, he would make those lives worse than death!

"Ridiculous!"

Xue Qianyu slapped the letter she received on the table, "Shen Yi, this is your measure?"

Shen Yi spread his hands, "Your two nephews can't wait for you to die, I just let the girls act in a play, enough to save face, it's no wonder that Xue Chengao is too stupid to reveal his identity, I can't blame me for not hiding this matter."

"Where are you going?"

Seeing Shen Yi walking out, Xue Qianyu frowned and asked.

"Of course it's to save people, with the character of your two good nephews, do you think you can spare them after you come out?"

Xue Qianyu pinched his eyebrows, "I'll pick someone up in an hour."

One hour is enough for Shen Yi to lead people to transfer.

As for the losses of Lao Bustard and others, I believe that Shen Yi will not let them suffer.

After all, it's not his money that is spent, he has always been generous.

Moreover, the people who dealt with the black market pavilion last night did not make less money.

However, when such a thing happened, where did Xue Chengche have the face to go to the palace and rush back to the capital directly.

Strive to minimize the damage before the snow thousand nights get angry.

Xue Chengao had nowhere to spill his anger, and he didn't want to be left behind, so he chased Xue Chengche and left.

Xue Qianyu's side was clean.

Eight hundred miles of urgency, late at night, the news of Qin Feng's defeat reached the Nanfeng Palace, and also reached Qin Yi's ears.

Emperor Nanfeng was furious, not only scolded Prime Minister Murong Gang, but also sent Zhang Mao to go in person, one was to bring Qin Feng back, and the other was to bring him to ask for a letter of peace.

Qin Yi's reaction to Emperor Nanfeng was not surprised.

From the moment his mother committed suicide and he was deposed, he understood that his father's affection was based on interests.

When it is useful, the father and son have a deep relationship, and when it is useless, it can be kicked away mercilessly.

Fortunately, God has eyes, so that his heirs are thin, otherwise this south wind royal family is afraid that it will already be bloody.

Shockingly, Yukizenyu is still alive.

It also means that all the previous things are an illusion that he deliberately created.

Just to let Qin Feng take the bait.

The result was indeed as he expected, but there was one thing that Qin Yi didn't understand.

Xue Qianyu could obviously annihilate Qin Feng in one fell swoop, why did he have to spare his life.

Qin Yi didn't bother much about this issue, he had other worries at the moment.

Xue Qianyu and Lin Feiwan are in Shinshu together, with Lin Feiwan's feelings for Xue Qianyu, knowing that people are still alive, they should not be able to help but look at it.

Maybe the two will meet and renew the edge.

But according to the information he got, Xue Qianyu is clearly a scumbag.

Walking with such a person, Lin Fei will definitely not be happy in the future.

Thinking of this, he

The distress and jealousy in my heart are like a raging flood, which is about to annihilate reason.

"The flying pigeon passed the book to the side concubine, just say that the main hall suddenly fell into a coma, and let the people who are staring at the Prime Minister's Mansion be careful, there should be news tonight, be sure to intercept it."

Sure enough, when the sky was about to dawn, the dark guard brought back a secret letter.

The content is to ask Qin Feng to pick a "traitor" from among his subordinates, correct the law on the spot in front of everyone, and stage another bitter plan.

Emperor Nanfeng only has two adult heirs, he and Qin Yi, and now Emperor Nanfeng still has a grudge against Qin Yi, as long as he sincerely admits his mistakes, he will not be severely punished.

Putting away the secret letter, Qin Yi curled the corners of his lips mockingly.

Murong just calculated, since this is the case, don't blame him for calculating.

"Someone, send the secret letter out intact, remember, you must send it to Qin Feng with your own hands, and tell him that the prime minister has repeatedly told him to do what he says."

It was calm for four or five days, and finally waited for the south wind to withdraw its troops.

The gates of Shinshu City opened, and the border returned to its former bustle.

Lin Feiwan rode on the horse, looked back at the big word "Shinshu" on the city gate, turned around and urged the horse away.

Two days ago, I received a message from Feige, saying that Qin Yi was in a coma for unknown reasons.

In order to conceal the news that Lin Feiwan was not in Jingyuan, even the imperial doctor did not dare to alarm.

Although she sent a message to apply the needle, she did not receive a reply, and she didn't know how Qin Yi was now.

Zishu was also in a hurry, and the queen told them to guard His Highness before parting, and if something happened to His Highness, he could only apologize with death.

The two of them rushed back to the Quiet Garden almost sleeplessly.

When he saw Qin Yi standing in front of him unharmed, Lin Feiwan's long-suppressed emotions finally broke out.

Tears fell down her cheeks.

Qin Yi panicked, opened his mouth to tell the truth, but he didn't dare to speak out.

"Reach out!"

Lin Feiwan wiped away his tears, and his wet fingertips fell on his wrists, making Qin Yi tremble.

"Fortunately, it's okay, I'll prescribe a side medicine again, after eating, the residual poison in your body will basically be cleared, and you only need to work recuperation in the future, and you will be able to recover as before."

"Oh, good."

Qin Yi turned his head sideways, not daring to look at her directly, and endured it for a long time, but still asked the question that was pressed in his heart.

"Xue Qianyu is still alive, you ......"

"Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with me, I care more about how Qin Feng is."

Qin Yi turned his head at this time, with a hint of joy hidden in his eyes: "I heard from people, how can I have seen it in person, I deliberately asked people to delay his trip, tonight, let's go watch a good show together."

The sun sets and the moon rises, and candles are lit in the palace.

A few alright-doing maids sat under the porch and chatted secretly.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince boasted of Haikou, but now he has returned defeated, I don't know what the emperor will do."

"It is estimated that he will be punished heavily, Prime Minister Murong was scolded a few days ago, and he thought about it behind closed doors at home, and the emperor was very angry this time."

"Actually, if you want me to say, it's very simple for the prince not to be punished."

"Huh? What should I do?"

"First of all, find a scapegoat in the army and kill it in public, anyway, after coming back, there is no proof of death, and you can still stand up in public, and secondly, let's have some bitter tricks, and attribute the blame to my lack of knowledge, not only the ministers have nothing to say, but the emperor is much better."

After the maid finished speaking, the afterglow swept her eyes at the bright yellow corner floating not far away.

Until she disappeared from sight, she also got up: "Sisters, I still have to do things, go first, by the way, today's matter should only be a small talk between our sisters, if outsiders know that we will talk about the master......

Several maids smiled tacitly and did not speak.

When she reached a secluded place, the maid took off the makeup on her face.

It's none other than Lin Feiwan.

Back in the imperial study, the more Emperor Nanfeng thought about it, the more angry he became, and when he wanted to go back to find those maids, he heard a report from outside the door, saying that Qin Feng was back.

Not much

Two small yellow doors came in carrying stretchers.

On the stretcher, Qin Feng was lying covered in blood, and when he saw him, he had to struggle to get up.

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When Emperor Nanfeng heard this, the fire almost jumped to the top of his brain.

Not for anything else, just because what Qin Feng did was no different from what the palace maid had speculated.

At this time, Qin Feng was still admitting his mistake vividly, not noticing how embarrassed Emperor Nanfeng's face was.

"It's all because the sons and daughters don't know people clearly, and the sons and daughters know that they have made a big mistake, and they have no shame to face their father."

"I wanted to apologize with death, but before I could personally admit my mistake to my father, my son was unwilling, so he punished himself with a hundred military sticks first."

"Please punish my father, and my son will never complain!"

Emperor Nanfeng sneered, "Good one has no complaints, since you are bent on death, I will fulfill you, come and pull the prince out, and beat him hard!"

Everyone was stunned, with the prince's situation, if he continued to fight, he would have to die.

Didn't Emperor Nanfeng pay the most attention to his heirs, the former prince didn't kill him when he rebelled, and now the current prince just lost a battle, and he wants to fight to the death?

Qin Feng also looked incredulous.

The father and emperor can open up to Qin Yi, who "rebelled", why is he so ruthless to him, and he actually kills him quickly.

Fortunately, he sent someone to inform his mother before he came.

However, what he hates most now is not Emperor Nanfeng, who wants to kill him, but Murong Gang, who has bad ideas.

This old horseman, if he can live, he must settle accounts with him!

"I'm stunned to do something, and I don't drag people down!"

Emperor Nanfeng roared angrily, and the left and right guards immediately stepped forward.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, I'm offended!"

The moment the stick fell, Qin Feng was ready for pain.

Surprisingly, he didn't feel the slightest pain, and even his body gradually stiffened and lost consciousness.

From time to time, he heard the "poof" sound of sticks smashing flesh and skin, and he could even see blood dripping down the hem of his clothes and pooling under him.

And he couldn't even scream.

Up and down the body, except for the brain, the rest of the place seems not to be your own.

It was obvious that he was beaten, but he was like an outsider, watching coldly.

At least in the eyes of others.

The two guards wielding sticks once suspected that they were not exerting their strength, and they were worried that they would be questioned by the emperor, so they couldn't help but increase the strength in their hands.

The sound of "poof" became more and more intense, and in addition to blood, there were also fine pieces of flesh and skin falling from the ground.

Everything was all stinging and stirring Qin Feng's fragile nerves.

Boundless fear was like blood and scraps of flesh flowing on the ground, crushing him to the point of suffocation.

Suddenly, his pupils widened and he looked ahead.