"Who do you think did this?" Feng Chuyi turned to look at Qing Gui.
Qinggui pursed his lips, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "With such a strong internal power, it is no surprise that he is the one who cooperates with the second prince."
"The Imperial Master of the Northern Kingdom? What does he want to do?" Feng Chuyi has always been wary of his attitude.
After all, he is the national counselor of the enemy country. Although he has produced enough evidence and shown his sincerity, Feng Chuyi still cannot figure out what his purpose is.
"The Song family is interesting." Although Feng Chuyi couldn't figure out why he attacked the Song family, it didn't stop him from making trouble.
Looking at the flute in his hand, a sinister smile flashed across his lips.
A lifeless-looking figure appeared in front of him.
Looking up, he saw Feng Chuhao without any emotion.
Feng Chuyi looked him up and down, and suddenly burst into laughter: "What do you think we should do to cause trouble for them at this time?"
Although Feng Chuyi was smiling, the smile did not reach her eyes, and there was a chill in her eyes.
"This time I will eliminate an opponent. Although you do not pose any threat to me, but..."
Feng Chuyi sat up from her seat and touched the dragon chair behind her with ambition in her eyes.
He walked down slowly and came face to face with Feng Chuhao. He looked at him with a smile: "My good brother, you are not a threat enough, but your mother-in-law and the people behind him are very ambitious. This brother is
We have to guard against it.”
As he played the flute, Feng Chuhao raised his head and looked at him with his eyes open, but there was no flicker in his eyes.
Feng Chuyi took back the flute: "Brother will work hard to save your life and ensure that you have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life, but,"
As he spoke, he looked at the flute in his hand maliciously and weighed it in his hand. He was not such a kind person.
As long as you can be used by him, you will naturally have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life. Of course, the premise is that you have to live.
"Go ahead and add fuel to the fire to the Song family. My good brother will go there in person. I think their faces will be very surprised. After all, this is the person they have high hopes for personally sending them to hell."
After saying that, he gave him a booklet, waved his hand, and Feng Chuhao walked out as if nothing had happened.
"How can you so easily send away what we worked so hard to give Song Jia a fatal blow?" Qing Gui watched from the side but did not stop him.
He also wanted to see what the purpose of that Mu Chen's actions was. It was inappropriate for a highly respected national teacher from the Northern Kingdom to come to Feng Kingdom to take a trip into troubled waters.
Feng Chuyi's eyes flashed with a sinister look of prey: "Of course it's up to them to give them hope and give them a heavy blow before they die. Wouldn't it look good?"
Feng Chuhao was led out of the secret prison and back to the prince's mansion. The process went very smoothly without disturbing anyone.
If you ignore the figure that suddenly flashes behind you.
After putting the things in the study room and walking out, a gust of night wind blew and I shivered violently.
Looking left and right, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, why was he standing at the door of the study?
He crossed his arms and left quickly.
After I left, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the ground, and the window was gently opened a crack, and then closed again immediately.
The black shadow entered Feng Chuhao's study and took out the things that Feng Chuhao had just brought in to hide.
He turned it over, raised his eyebrows, a glint flashed in his eyes, nodded, and without any hesitation, stuffed the things into his arms.
Then he returned the same way, waved his sleeves, and took away something unexpected.