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209 Shaking Hands and Making Peace

"Yu'er, why do you look so ugly?"

While the two were talking, Feng Yu's uncles Qin Zheng and Feng Ying came over and saw that Feng Yu's face was ugly. Qin Zheng, who was in his forties, was tall and thin. His lips were somewhat similar to Feng Yu's, and his eyes were exposed. concerned, asked

"Uncle, how is the condition of the dead soldiers secretly trained by the Liu family in the camp?" Feng Yu respected this relative who had loved him since childhood.

"Kill them all and leave no one alive. This is a real setback for the Liu family. It has deprived the eldest prince Feng Qian of a lot of help. Let's see how he still wants to take your position as prince?" Qin Zheng smiled heartily and said happily.

"That's good. I have to work hard for the rest of the things, uncle. You and Feng Ying can deal with it together. I have something urgent now and I have to go down the mountain immediately." Feng Yu's deep and dark eyes showed a touch of worry, and his magnetic voice swayed with the night wind.

"You are in such a hurry to go down the mountain. Could it be that something urgent happened in Guanyang City?" Qin Zheng said with sharp eyes.

"There are indeed some urgent matters that need me to go down the mountain to deal with. Let's not talk about it. I'm leaving first." Feng Yu was so anxious at the moment that he wished he could put on his wings and fly to the post house immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Qin Zheng to ask a few more questions, he took a step forward, and his figure flashed as fast as lightning and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, wait for me"

Qian Manguan came back to his senses, walked with wind in his step, and followed closely like a fleeting shadow, flying down the mountain.

"Feng Ying, what do you think is wrong with Yu'er? I have never seen him look so out of control before, as if he wanted to fly away with wings." Qin Zheng turned his head, looked at Feng Ying aside, and asked doubtfully road

"Uncle Qin doesn't know. The master will lose his normal state whenever he comes across the matter of the Crown Princess." At this point, something suddenly flashed through Feng Ying's mind, his face changed drastically, and he guessed: "Could it be that the Crown Princess is here?" Something happened at the inn?"

"You are talking about Princess Zhaohe of Xingyao Kingdom. I heard that her talent is the best in the world, even better than Princess Di Yunxi of Dongqi Kingdom. How can such a smart person be bullied? The end?"

Qin Zheng and Feng Ying did not know the complete plan of the sneak attack on Heixialing. Naturally, they also did not know that Feng Qingzhuang would go to Heixialing, set fire to the chindoushui, and stir up chaos in the camp.

The two speculated for a while, then did their own things, dealt with follow-up matters, and counted their own casualties.

At the foot of Heixialing Mountain, the cold wind howls

Wu Jingyu hugged Feng Qingzhuang and ran all the way. After Mo Yin and Mo Yue saw the signal, they had already prepared their horses and were waiting at the foot of the mountain.

"Young Master, what's wrong with Miss Feng?"

The two of them glanced at Feng Qingzhuang, who was hugging Wu Jingyu. Except for the fireball around her heart, which was not frozen, the rest of her body was covered with a thin layer of frost.

"Poisoned, Bingpo Handu Mo Yin, you wait at the foot of the mountain for a while and Zhuge Yu will come down. You go back to Guanyang City Inn with him, Mo Yue. You follow me back to Guanyang City Posthouse first."

He turned around and looked behind him, but there was no figure of Zhuge Yu. It was obvious how fast Wu Jingyu was. As he opened his mouth to make arrangements, he hugged Feng Qingzhuang and got on his horse. At the same time, he did not forget to take out a pill from Mo Yin Yunlong. Keep warm pill to swallow

With his legs clamped, the horse galloped away and headed straight for Guanyang City. Mo Yue followed closely behind on horseback.

In the Guanyang City Post House, Wu Jingyu had just arrived at her room with Feng Qingzhuang in his arms. Yin Zheng, disguised as Feng Qingzhuang, hurried over. When he saw Feng Qingzhuang, she looked like an iceman, and her expression changed. A big change, even the voice became trembling

"Young Master Wu, Master, Master, what's going on? Why is it like this?"

"It's a long story, Yin Zheng, go ahead and make the charcoal fire in the room bigger." Wu Jingyu ordered as he carried Feng Qingzhuang and walked towards the bed.

"Oh, I'll go right away"

After she finished speaking, Yin Zheng turned around and went out. When she came back, she was holding a bag of charcoal in her hand. After adding the charcoal, she walked to the bed and saw that in the warm room, Feng Qingzhuang's face was still covered with a thin layer of frost.

, tears couldn’t help but fall down from the corners of my eyes.

"Young Master Wu, what is going on? Master was fine when he went out last night. Why did he turn into an iceman that has not changed for thousands of years when he came back?" Yin Zheng asked with slightly red eyes.

"Zhuang'er has been poisoned by the coldest poison in the world, the Ice Poison." Wu Jingyu sat on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to touch Feng Qingzhuang's face, but what he touched with his fingertips was a layer of biting coldness.

thin frost

Yin Zheng was shocked when he heard this. He staggered back two steps as if his body was unstable, and asked with a trembling voice: "Then, will the master be okay?"

"No, as long as I'm here, I will definitely find a way to remove the cold poison from Zhuang'er." Wu Jingyu's black jade-like eyes flashed with determination.

"Qingzhuang, Qingzhuang"

At this time, Feng Yu's dark voice came in with a trace of anxiety.

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the main room in Lu'e Courtyard was pushed open, and Feng Yu, with messy hair, ran towards the bed covered with dust.

Seeing is believing, I saw with my own eyes that although Feng Qingzhuang was covered with a thick brocade quilt and the blazing charcoal fire in the house made the interior of the stuffy car as warm as spring, her face was still covered with frost, like an iceberg beauty lying quietly.

On the bed, her face remained the same, still so beautiful, but there was no trace of anger at all.

Feng Yu couldn't help but trembled, and his eyes, as deep as the sea, closed with extreme sorrow.

"Yin Zheng, take off your thin-skin mask and guard the door. Don't let anyone get close." Wu Jingyu ordered

"Yes" Yin Zheng filled a basin of water, took off the thin-skin mask on his face and carefully put it away, then walked to the door and closed it, standing straight at the door guarding it.

"Wu Jingyu, tell me, is there any way to save Qingzhuang?" Feng Yu also sat on the edge of the bed, his beautiful blue eyes fixed on the sleeping Ice Man on the bed, and spoke out in a voice as magnetic as wine.

"The hottest thing in the world, the fire beast and the thousand-year-old jade bed. Only by gathering these two things can we save Zhuang'er. I have found the fire-light beast, and I have received the news about the remaining thousand-year warm jade bed. It is very likely that it will be saved."

In the hands of your Feng clan royal family."

Looking at Feng Yu who was sitting next to the bed, Wu Jingyu was itching with hatred and wanted to push a certain fox off the bed, but for the sake of the woman he loved, he endured it, suppressed it, and told everything he knew in his heart.

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After saying that, Wu Jingyu lifted up the quilt covering Feng Qingzhuang, pointed at the fireball on Feng Qingzhuang's chest and said: "This is the fire beast. It can only ensure that Zhuang'er's heartbeat does not stop. If she can't find the thousand-year warmth,

Jade bed, no one can guarantee how long the fire beast can last?"

When Feng Qingzhuang's body covered with frost came into view, Feng Yu was shocked again. His body couldn't help but tremble. He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and opened his lips and said

"Your news is correct, the thousand-year-old warm jade bed is indeed the property of our Feng clan royal family."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wu Jingyu's urgent voice.

"Since the thousand-year-old warm jade bed is in the hands of your Feng family, what are you waiting for? Let's go to Yanjing quickly and ask your old man to issue an imperial edict to reward you with the thousand-year warm jade bed. Zhuang'er will be saved."

"Listen to me first. Although this thousand-year-old warm jade bed belongs to the Feng family, it is difficult to get it. We must take a long-term approach."

Feng Yu's words were like a basin of cold water being poured down in the dead of winter. Wu Jingyu's brows furrowed in displeasure, and there was a trace of anger in Qingyue's voice.

"Feng Hu, do you not want to save Zhuang'er, so you found such a bad excuse to refuse? Your old man's love for you, even if you want the dragon chair he sits on, he will happily give it to you

What's more, it's just a thousand-year-old jade bed in front of you. Although it is extremely rare, it can't compare to the dragon chair of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, which is thousands of times more precious."

"Wu Jingyu, what nonsense are you talking about? My love for Qingzhuang is no less than yours. I can also give up my life for her. If possible, I wish I could lie on the bed right now with the cold poison in my body.

That person is me, not her.”

Feng Yu could not suppress his anger for a moment and retorted angrily

"Forget it, for Zhuang'er, I am open-minded and decided not to quarrel with you for now. Let's shake hands and make peace. Let's work together to find a way. Tell me, how can we get a thousand-year-old jade bed?"

Wu Jingyu took a deep breath, exhaled heavily, raised his hand and stretched it out in front of Feng Yu

"Okay, before Qingzhuang wakes up, let's put aside our status as love rivals and shake hands to make peace." Feng Yu stretched out her slender hand and shook Wu Jingyu's hand heavily.

Although they talked about shaking hands and making peace, when the two people's hands were really held together, they began to compete with each other again. They both used their best strength to hold each other's hands tightly, wishing to squeeze each other's hands.

His hands were crushed to pieces even to the bone.

After a fight, the winner is still undecided

"Although the Millennium Warm Jade Bed belongs to the Feng family, it is also a burial belonging to the founding emperor of the Cangyan Kingdom. It is now placed in the Yongfu Mausoleum in Wolong Mountain." Feng Yu's warm voice sounded like a breeze blowing through the room.

"You said it's true that your ancestors are already dead. Why do you want to bring a thousand-year-old jade bed to the mausoleum?" Wu Jingyu raised his charming eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but mocked.

, then said

"What should we do now? Your old man will definitely not open the mausoleum to take away the ancestors' burial objects for the sake of Zhuang'er. Moreover, it is also the mausoleum of the founder of the country."

"You are right. Opening the tombs of ancestors for no reason is a great crime of unfilial piety. But if I am poisoned by cold, I must be treated with a thousand-year-old warm jade bed. Maybe there is a glimmer of hope." Feng Yu's eyes flashed.

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