Retirement night! I tore off the clothes of the Lord of War, Chu Qianli, Feng Yexuan Chapter 923 Do You Really Think This King Would Dare Not Kill You?
Chapter 923 Do You Really Think This King Would Dare Not Kill You?
"Your Majesty, you don't want to eat?"
Feng Ling looked at the tray held by Leng Ji. The food on it had been changed several times.
At first, dinner was delivered in the evening. Feng Yexuan only drank a few mouthfuls of soup, and then hurried out the door.
When he came back, it was completely dark and it was getting late, but he didn't eat dinner, so Leng Ji sent him food again.
But this time, and the next two times, the prince never touched a bite.
"People are still reading official documents and don't even glance at the food."
Leng Ji was somewhat resistant to Feng Ling at first, knowing that she was from the madam's side, but the prince and the madam seemed... there was always some gap.
Therefore, as a subordinate of the prince, he did not like Feng Ling either.
This Feng Ling is like the wife's spy by the prince's side. Who can like her?
Feng Ling lowered her eyes at the food and suddenly stretched out her hand: "Let me try it."
"The prince doesn't like women entering his tent." Leng Ji wanted to refuse.
Feng Ling smiled slightly and said: "Let me try... Your Majesty will go to Hushan tomorrow to encircle and suppress the remnants of the Shanhu Gang. If he doesn't eat all the time, will his body be able to withstand it?"
"Also, the prince's sleep seems to be bad all the time. Don't you think of a solution?"
Leng Ji suddenly looked embarrassed: "This, I also..."
"Let me try." This time Feng Ling ignored his obstruction and took the tray from his hand and walked into the tent.
"Get out!" Feng Yexuan's face looked very bad.
He was reviewing official documents, but they were talking outside him, so he could hear them clearly.
Unlike other women, Feng Ling was not afraid when she heard Prince Xuan's cold word "get out".
Still holding the tray, he walked to the short table and placed the food on the short table bit by bit.
"Your Majesty, you know that I am the spy sent by Madam. If you don't want to eat, I will definitely make it clear to the Lord."
Feng Yexuan's eyes darkened, and the chill in his body suddenly worsened: "Do you dare to threaten me?"
"Your Majesty, I'm not threatening you, and I don't have the guts."
Feng Ling put the food away, raised her head, and met his gaze.
She smiled slightly and said: "Your Majesty, I am just telling the truth. Even if you kill me today, the Lord will still send others to watch your every move."
Feng Yexuan's fingers holding the official document slowly tightened.
Murderous aura emerged in his eyes: "Do you think I don't dare to kill you?"
"It doesn't matter whether you want to kill or not, so why bother, Your Majesty?"
Feng Ling sighed lightly and said quietly: "Your Majesty, there will always be such a person. I am not the only one, and I will never be the last one."
Feng Yexuan stared at her face. This was probably the first time he had looked at her like this since Feng Ling came to his team.
Why are you looking at her? It's because the look on Feng Ling's sigh just now... looks very much like a dead woman!
Although Feng Yexuan was looking at Feng Ling, what appeared in front of his eyes was a helpless sigh. The look in his eyes seemed to be looking at an ignorant and willful child-like dead woman!
His vision suddenly became a little blurry.
Feng Ling smiled and said: "Your Majesty, although I have no talent, I can still play a piece of music to entertain Your Majesty."
She put it down casually, and there was an extra bottle of wine on the table.
Afterwards, Feng Ling stood up and walked outside the camp.
The sound of the flute soon came from outside.
The threads seem to be wrapped around my heart.
There is a charm that makes people quickly and indulge in it...
