In the imperial garden, a gust of cold wind blew, and the emperor felt chilled all over. He took a breath, quickly picked up the teacup on one side and held it in his hand. He held the warm cup in his hand, and the emperor felt a little more comfortable.
Uncle Nine Emperors blinked gently, held a black stone in his slender fingers, and sat firmly on the chessboard: "Your Majesty, you lost!"
The prince fell, and the Nine Emperors Uncle leaned back slightly, looking at ease, but thinking in his heart, the prince should have restrained King Luo and the others.
He doesn't want the prince to do too much, as long as the prince sits in the Feng Mansion and restrains people, as for the emperor? I hope he doesn't catch a cold, otherwise he will have sinned.
The emperor relaxed his slightly stiff body and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and my ninth brother's chess skills have improved again."
Towards the end, the winner was already clear. The emperor was not surprised that the Nine Emperors Uncle would win, but...
After glancing at the chessboard, the emperor turned away.
The only person who dares to beat him in Dongling is Donglingjiu. The only person who dares to beat him with so many pieces is Donglingjiu.
"My dear brother, I have been studying chess all day long. It would be ridiculous if I didn't make any progress." Uncle Nine Emperors said pointedly. The emperor smiled and stopped talking. He stood up, dusted off the dust on his body, and said to the Nine Emperors.
Uncle said: "It's getting late, stay and have dinner with me."
"My brother obeys the order." The Nine Emperors Uncle also stood up, but he did not look at the emperor, but stared at the palace wall sideways.
The emperor stayed with the Nine Emperors Uncle all day long, in order to restrain the Nine Emperors Uncle, and also restrained himself. Up to now, the Emperor still does not know that the prince is showing off his power in Feng Mansion, nor does he know that Dongling Ziluo has been captured by the prince.
Tied up.
Although the prince was a little arrogant, he was not so crazy that he was desperate. He tied up Dongling Ziluo and the others, threw them in a separate courtyard, and sent his own people to watch them, lest the emperor would anger the people of Feng Mansion.
The prince was so tough that he didn't even look down on Dongling Ziluo. How could he give Wang Jinling the face of his seventeenth uncle? The prince ordered that all the Wang family be rounded up and thrown outside the courtyard. After doing all this, the prince went to find him leisurely.
Xiling Tianyu.
After the two exchanged pleasantries, they found a relatively clean place to drink tea and play chess, enjoying the rare leisure. Xiling Tianyu saw that the prince was confident and did not care about the consequences of this matter at all, and secretly admired the Nine Emperors Uncle in his heart.
, this move is really wonderful, in this world, only Dongling Ziluo can stimulate the prince, let the prince put aside all worries and give it a try.
When the servants of the Feng Mansion knew that things had settled down, they also walked out of the corner. Under the direction of the housekeeper, they gathered their mood and began to clean the Feng Mansion silently.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and they must pack up today, otherwise they will not be able to survive this year. Except for Tong Jue, who was seriously injured, everyone started moving, and half of the guards sent by Zhai Dongming also helped move things.
Everything that could be smashed in the Feng Mansion was smashed by the blood-clad guards. All they had to do was throw the pieces out and then buy new items to put in.
It is easy to clean up. It is not an easy task to buy all the things needed for a home in one day. Besides, Feng Mansion has had no income since its opening. Feng Mansion does not have the purchasing power at all.
Several of his banknotes were also torn up by the blood-clad guards.
It’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. What can she do without money? Just when the housekeeper was at a loss, Su Wenqing told the housekeeper not to worry about money. He would have people deliver the items needed by Feng Mansion. He would share the money with Feng.
Light dust counts.
It's not that the Feng Mansion is short of money, it's just that it hasn't been obtained. The Yun family's anti-fetal medicines are selling very well, and the amount they take out every day is sold out early. It's almost a robbery situation.
In one month, the Yun family will settle the settlement with Feng Mansion. It doesn't matter if Feng Qingchen wants to rebuild Feng Mansion by then. The old housekeeper is very aware of Feng Qingchen's ability to make money, and he is not hypocritical and polite when hearing Su Wenqing's words.
Everyone gathered firewood and the flames were high. Before dark, the servants of Feng Mansion cleaned up the debris. However, the damaged doors, windows and walls were probably beyond repair for a while.
The empty Feng Mansion gave people a feeling of depression. The old housekeeper sighed while looking at it, as if he had aged dozens of years. When the people from Su's shop brought the things over, the old housekeeper cheered up again.
, arrange for people to put things away, and let the people in the kitchen go to cook early.
Feng Mansion wants to clean up, but the prince and others are still there, they can't starve the prince...
In the operating room, Feng Qingchen was tying the last knot, with dark circles and red eyes, telling her of her fatigue. Feng Qingchen pursed her chapped lips, suppressed the worries in her heart, and began to tidy up.
operating room.
She couldn't hear exactly what was going on outside, but she knew that Dongling Ziluo had come with the Bloody Guards. With the Bloody Guards around, the people of the Feng Mansion might not be able to get any favors from them.
Apart from her, there is no serious master in Feng Mansion. It is impossible not to worry, but she really can't put down her work and go out to deal with Dongling Ziluo.
Wang Jinhan's condition was too serious and she could not interrupt the treatment. All she could do was to treat Wang Jinhan as soon as possible so that he could be worthy of the whole Feng family.
After tidying up everything in the room, he put the anti-inflammatory and antipyretic medicine on Wang Jinhan again, and called the two secret guards and maids in the outer room: "Guard the Seventh Young Master, keep an eye on the medicine next to the Seventh Young Master, and don't allow anyone to touch the Seventh Young Master.
, not even the Nine Emperors Uncle can do it."
"Girl..." The secret guard maid did not respond, but called hesitantly.
Feng Qingchen glared at the two of them sharply: "What? I can't order you?"
"No, no, please forgive me, girl. It's just that the prince has an order, and the servant must protect the girl personally." The secret guard maid had been beaten, and she did not dare to leave Feng Qingchen's body.
"Recognize who your master is. I am your master now. Don't let anyone around me, Feng Qingchen, disobey orders." Feng Qingchen's eyes were sharp and full of momentum, not allowing the two of them to resist.
The secret guard maid looked at each other, gritted her teeth, knelt down with a bang, and kowtowed quickly: "I know my mistake, and I accept my order."
Feng Qingchen then withdrew his eyes with satisfaction and said condescendingly: "Remember your identity, remember your duty."
"My servant understands." The secret guard maid did not dare to argue any more and stayed in the operating room obediently to take care of Wang Jinhan.
There were guards guarding the operating room. Seeing Feng Qingchen coming out, the guards quickly stepped forward: "Miss."
"What happened?" Feng Qingchen paused, motioned to the guards to continue protecting Wang Jinhan, and walked toward the hall with long strides.
The guard who spoke followed Feng Qingchen and briefly and comprehensively told the story of the Wang family's arrival, the Luo King bringing the blood-clothed guards to show off his power, and the Crown Prince massacring the blood-clothed guards.
"I understand, take me to see His Highness the Crown Prince." Feng Qingchen took a deep breath, expressionless.
Under the guidance of the guards, Feng Qingchen walked towards the courtyard where Xiling Tianyu lived. What he saw was that Feng Mansion was in a mess. The carefully designed garden rockery was destroyed, and the precious trees, flowers and plants transplanted from various places were all torn down.
In the soil.
In an instant, Feng Mansion returned to what it was like a year ago, with the atmosphere of decay and withering everywhere...