Feng Ying was shocked when he saw Feng Qingzhuang, who was covered with thin frost.
"Feng Ying, this matter can be light or serious. Apart from the four people in the house, I don't want any fifth person to know about it," Feng Yu solemnly confessed
"Master, I can rest assured that my subordinates will definitely keep their mouth shut and will never let any information leak out." Feng Ying looked solemn and made a promise.
Feng Yu nodded with satisfaction and said calmly "Let's go"
After finishing speaking, he stood up and glanced at Feng Qingzhuang, who was shrouded in frost, reluctantly. His eyes moved and he looked at Wu Jingyu, his handsome eyebrows slightly raised, and he said deliberately
"Young Master Wu, I will leave my crown prince's concubine to you for the time being."
"Feng Feng Fox, if you want to get out, get out quickly. I will take care of my own woman." Wu Jingyu snorted coldly, and his eyes were like two flying knives, shooting towards Feng Yu.
Feng Yu raised the corner of his lips and continued angrily: "Wu Jingyu, why does this prince feel so good when he sees you angry?"
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Wu Jingyu to retort, Feng Yu flicked his sleeves and walked away, making Wu Jingyu's teeth itch with anger.
The disguised Yin Zheng was now the Crown Princess of Cang Yan Kingdom and followed Feng Yu out. Feng Ying looked back and forth between Feng Yu and Wu Jingyu with strange eyes, and finally
He fixed his eyes on the sleeping person on the bed, shook his head, and thought to himself
A pair of strange love rivals!
Then, Feng Ying also stepped up to chase after him.
After a while, I heard a distant shout of "departure" coming from outside the gate of the posthouse.
A group of people marched toward Yanjing all night
In the room, the only sound of silence was Wu Jingyu's shallow breathing. He stared at Feng Qingzhuang's sleeping face quietly for a while, and then shouted towards the door.
"Moon"
"Young Master, what's the matter?" Mo Yue's strange ghost-like figure suddenly floated in.
"Have Mo Yin and Zhuge Yu returned to the city?" Wu Jingyu's expression was calm, and his clear voice was so calm that there was no wave.
"I'm back, waiting at the inn" Mo Yue said
"You go back to the inn now and get ready. We will also leave the city overnight to go to Yanjing. We will immediately release the news, saying that Feng Yu, the crown prince of Cangyan Kingdom, was plotted in Guanyang City. He is poisoned by cold and needs a thousand years of warm jade.
Only the bed can cure the disease. Remember, I want everyone in the streets and alleys of Yanjing City to know this news tomorrow." Wu Jingyu's dark and jade-like eyes were deep and complex, and he ordered indifferently.
"I'm a subordinate, let's go and do it now" Mo Yue responded and exited the room.
"Feng Yu, I have paved the road for you. If your old man abandons you as his beloved son in order to abide by the rules left by our ancestors, then don't blame me for being so cruel as to dig up your ancestral graves and steal a thousand-year-old jade bed."
Wu Jingyu's cold eyes flashed with a trace of fierceness. After muttering to himself, his eyes turned to Feng Qingzhuang who was sleeping on the bed, and they became unusually gentle.
"Zhuang'er, don't worry, I will take you to Yanjing now. If Feng Yu can't make his old man relent within three days, I will take you to Wolong Mountain where you are full of spiritual energy."
After saying that, Wu Jingyu picked up Feng Qingzhuang, and his ghostly figure swayed, like a breeze blowing out of the window. With a gentle step, he jumped up to the roof and hugged Feng Qingzhuang, walking familiarly across the roof of the post house.
In a few leaps, he jumped off the high wall of the inn, and ran straight to the inn as fast as lightning.
Outside the inn, when Wu Jingyu arrived, Mo Yin, Mo Yue and Zhuge Yu were already waiting for the carriage at the entrance of the inn. There were two tall horses standing beside the carriage.
"Young Master"
"Young Master Wu," the three of them called together.
"Yes." With a slight response, Wu Jingyu hugged Feng Qingzhuang and jumped onto the carriage. After a while, Qingyue's voice came out.
"Set off"
When the voice fell, Mo Yue and Zhuge Yu were seen getting on their horses, while Mo Yin jumped in front of the carriage and sat down, picked up the whip and raised it, causing the carriage to start running.
In the silent night, after the carriage left the city, it galloped along the wide official road and headed straight for Yanjing City.
One day later, as Feng Yu's team advanced into Yanjing City, Wu Jingyu and his party also arrived at Yanjing City.
"Young Master, should we go to Qunying Pavilion or find an inn in Yanjing City to stay?" Mo Yin, who was driving the car, asked.
"Find an inn with a quiet and quiet environment to stay." Wu Jingyu's voice was as calm as water and now he was wearing Feng Qingzhuang. With Feng Yu's intelligence and skills, he was afraid that the moment he first entered the city, he had already
Under control, it is better not to expose your stronghold in Yanjing City.
"Yes" Mo Yin responded and drove the carriage directly towards Qingyuan Pavilion in Yanjing North District.
Qingyuan Pavilion is built near the lake. There are several red plum trees planted in the pavilion. The inn with such an environment is one of the best in Yanjing City.
The carriage stopped, Mo Yue and Zhuge Yu got off their horses and walked into Qingyuan Pavilion. Mo Yue took out a twelve-weight gold ingot from his arms and threw it in front of the shopkeeper, and said calmly and coldly.
"Housekeeper, our young master likes peace and quiet and doesn't like living with others. We've booked your inn."
The shopkeeper picked up the gold with a smile on his face, put it in his mouth and bit it to test whether it was real or not, and said with a smile.
"No problem, the few guests just need to stay here."
As soon as the shopkeeper finished speaking, a female voice shouted: "No, if you want to stay, you must follow the rules of our store and only the right couple can check in."
Then, I saw a woman in green clothes walking out of the back hall. She was seventeen or eighteen years old, exactly the age of the girl Hanchun. Her face was as beautiful as a hibiscus, beautiful and pleasant.
"Girl, I've only heard of paying money when staying in a hotel, but I've never heard of paying a couple when staying in a hotel." Mo Yue's face turned cold and her voice rose slightly.
"Our rules in Qingyuan Pavilion have always been like this. If you don't like it, you don't have to stop." The girl's voice was clear and sweet. Although it was pleasant, what she said was extremely annoying.
"Fu Rong, these guests just gave us ten taels of gold. It's gold, not silver. I beg you, please don't embarrass these guests." The shopkeeper was afraid that Mo Yue and the others would leave and the gold would fly away with them, so he hurriedly
Speak out to persuade
"Dad, don't forget, this inn was left to me by my mother before she died. If I hadn't found out that you were my father, I would have left my bed long ago just because you made my mother so angry."
The woman named Furong glared at the shopkeeper with a look of shame on her face. She shut up and didn't dare to say anything else. She honestly put the gold in her hand back into Mo Yue's hand and said
"I'm sorry, the rules of Qingyuan Pavilion are set by my daughter. If you want to stay, you should follow the rules."