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The man was just frightened by the pressure on Feng Qiming. Not only did he urinate, his legs were shaking all the way, and his eyes were darting hard on the road, not knowing what he was looking at.

Mulin was so disgusted along the way that he stood in front of Feng Qiming. Such a filthy thing was not worthy of his master.

"What unexpected gains do you think Miss Hua has gained after this meeting?" Feng Qiming tilted his head slightly and looked at Fuling with a smile on his face, as if asking, but his eyes were locked on Fuling's face.

Fu Ling withdrew her eyes. The past two days of getting along with her had already made her realize that the prince was a bit "different", so she nodded lightly: "I probably guessed it."

"Looking at the flower girl, it doesn't look like she has guessed it. She probably knows it." Feng Qiming suddenly looked at Poria with a hint of teasing.

Fu Ling stopped for a moment, stared at him for a moment, and then continued walking forward.

Feng Qiming touched his face without knowing why, and looked at Mulin: "Is there something on my face? Or did I say something wrong just now that made the flower girl unhappy?"

Mulin shook his head as if facing a formidable enemy. Help, how could he know about such a problem? "No, maybe the flower girl suddenly thought of something else."

Feng Qiming thought for a while: "Really?"

He chased after him: "I'd better ask myself."

The official stood aside tremblingly, and Mulin looked at him with a stern face: "What are you looking at? Hurry up and leave."

Feng Qiming chased after him, and the curiosity in his heart became more and more intense: "Did I offend the girl just now?"

Fu Ling suddenly knew what was strange. Isn't this very similar to Feng Wu's temperament? He has a sinister nature, and he gets punished from time to time without paying attention: "No, I just thought that you are very similar to a friend of mine."

They are just brothers and sisters who are related by blood, so it's not surprising.

"Friend? Will there be a chance to see you in the future?" Feng Qiming couldn't imagine what it would be like to have someone who was the same as him.

When Fu Ling heard what he said, she nodded solemnly: "Yes, you will meet."

Looking at Fuling's expression, Feng Qiming became even more curious, but seeing that Fuling had no intention of saying more, he stopped asking.

There will always be a chance to see the mystery surrounding her in the future.

The few people finally arrived at the granary, and the man felt relieved. Finally, seeing the granary without any abnormalities, he felt relieved.

"Didn't you say that the granary is under repair?" Feng Qiming looked at the neatly arranged granaries and looked at the man with a calm expression.

The man's originally relieved heart suddenly became suspended again, and he immediately knelt down: "Maybe, maybe the repairs have been completed."

"Bold." Mulin suddenly pulled out his long knife and put it on his neck.

His tone was indifferent: "How dare you deceive the prince? You are such a bad official and you are telling lies. As the parent official of this place, you are quick to speak perfunctory words. I think you have simply stayed in Meirenxiang for a long time and you don't understand what you are saying."

Mulin directly told his secret, which frightened the man and kept kowtowing on the ground: "Prince, please forgive me, Prince, please forgive me."

Feng Qiming waved his hand, and the people behind him immediately surrounded the granary. Those people didn't know what was happening. When they saw that they were officers and soldiers from the imperial court, they were trembling in fear.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Mulin stepped forward: "Your Highness."

Feng Qiming waved his hand: "I'll go alone."

As he spoke, he went forward and opened the granary, only to see the full grains of grains piled inside, showing the richness of the granary.

The person behind him also breathed a sigh of relief, but he was afraid that there would be nothing inside when he opened it.

Feng Qiming's expression remained unchanged, he glanced at the person guarding the granary, without saying a word, he opened the granaries one by one.

As they got to the back, the people sweated more, and their hands were shaking unconsciously. Just looking at the abundant food in the warehouse, several people looked at each other, and a hint of darkness flashed in their eyes.


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