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Chapter 42 It seems that his plan was slightly ahead of schedule.

A look of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes, and then he thought it was funny again. He laughed softly, shook his head, hugged her and walked away.

Feng Jiaojiao blushed slightly, knowing that she had said something wrong, but she still insisted: "Brother, what are you laughing at!"

Feng Chupin's usual cold voice was ridiculed, and there was a bit of a smile in his eyes, but he still said seriously: "In Jiaojiao's eyes, doesn't brother look like Ruyi cake?"

Feng Jiaojiao was taken aback for a moment, then blushed and stopped talking.

The two soon arrived at the gate of the palace, where the delicate and delicate motorcycle was parked, and there was a person who had been waiting for a long time standing beside him—the high priest Helian Yichu.

He waited there indifferently, seeing the two of them coming, he smiled from a distance.

Feng Chupin raised his eyebrows and walked towards him, before he could open his mouth, Helian Yichu said abruptly: "This disaster can only be avoided for a while, I hope you will not forget your responsibility." After speaking, he turned to the two The man bowed his head and left.

I don't know who he was talking about, but both of them hesitated when they heard this.

Both of them knew that the high priest could pinch and count, so it was definitely not groundless to say this.

Feng Jiaojiao couldn't help caressing the position of her heart.

All the way without a word, Feng Chupin vomited a big mouthful of black blood as soon as he arrived at the door, Feng Jiaojiao couldn't help being startled: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Chupin took off the mask on his face, and his face had already returned to its original appearance, but his face was pale, with blood on his lips, and he looked very sick.

He slightly raised his hand to indicate that it was okay, but the two Gu worms in his cuffs fell out.

The two Gu worms lay there motionless.

"Are they dead?" Feng Jiaojiao was a little horrified.

Feng Chupin shook his head, and picked up the two little guys into his palm: "Not yet, but they are dying."

These two Gu worms were originally very weak, but now they forcefully changed his appearance, it is not easy to survive until now.

Feng Chupin snapped his index finger and gave them each a drop of blood.Only then did the two little worms slow down a bit, and they wondered if they could change their faces again if they went to the palace to study together and were suspected by the Emperor of Liang in the future.

It seems that his plan was slightly ahead of schedule.

As soon as they got off the carriage, the two saw Chongming standing there, he seemed to be aware of it, walking towards the two of them, and saluted them slightly.

Feng Jiaojiao said: "You know it's me who came back?" She was a little curious.

It is said that because blind people cannot see, their other senses are more sensitive than normal people.Chongming Qianshun replied: "Back to the princess, my subordinates can recognize the hooves of the Yezhao Jade Lion."

It was a birthday gift from his father. Since his father passed away, his brother was killed, and the Western Regions were controlled by Haohan Lanshan, most of his things were given away or paid tribute by Haohan Lanshan.

Among them is the Yezhao Jade Lion.

Feng Jiaojiao made a rough guess in her heart, and heard him say: "Today at noon, Yilan's county mistress's shoes were found by servants by the pond. Everyone inferred that it was caused by a slippery road in snowy weather. Yilan The county lord is very sad, and has been waiting for the princess in Baoyue Pavilion for a long time now."

Feng Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows slightly, she was silent for a while, and asked: "Which pool did you fall into?" There is ice on the lake in this weather.

Chongming said: "The lotus pond in the north courtyard."

Feng Jiaojiao sighed: "It's no wonder, the lotus pond is like spring all the year round, and it's normal for the mother not to notice that the lake is not frozen."

Feng Jiaojiao glanced at him appreciatively.

Chongming clasped his fists and replied: "Yes!" Feng Jiaojiao said again: "Come here with your ear, the princess asked you to do something."

"Yes!" After hearing the order, Chongming stepped back.

Feng Jiaojiao looked at his leaving back and murmured: "Is it true that his eyes cannot be healed?"

Feng Chupin lowered his eyes to look at her, said softly: "Yes", then walked back to his Qingli Courtyard.

Before Chongming, he was still a prince, and he was still a prince, not to mention searching for famous doctors all over the world.Feng Jiaojiao also understands this truth, but she just doesn't believe in evil, or she feels a little sorry that such a good boy has been living in darkness.

When the two returned to their respective courtyards, it was already afternoon, and Feng Youlan and Feng Younan brothers and sisters were fighting and practicing swords in the courtyard.

Feng Youlan's eyes lit up when she saw Feng Jiaojiao's figure, she threw the long sword in her hand to Feng Younan who was beside her, ran to Feng Jiaojiao's side and said, "Jiaojiao, you are back!"

She circled around her, and said to An Qiao who was standing beside her with red eyes, "Look, let me just say that your master is fine!"

Then he asked Feng Jiaojiao: "I heard that you killed all directions in the palace, what's the matter, those people we met last time were so wicked, you dealt with them?"

Anyway, the Feng family is well-informed, even the most fun-loving Feng Youlan is the first to grasp the information.

Feng Jiaojiao nodded: "Yes."

Feng Youlan said again: "You, if you have nothing to do, practice swords with us. This thing may not be useful anytime, but it is a life-saving ability. Next time you are in danger, just kill the other party, okay? Well, there is no need to be so angry that your heart hurts."

Then he shouted behind him: "Laugh back, go and bring the red date blood swallow and plum blossom shortbread prepared by the county lord, and scare Jiaojiao!"

A handsome and somewhat heroic girl answered yes, and went to the kitchen to present the food prepared in advance.

Feng Youlan took Feng Jiaojiao's hand back into the house, she mumbled as she walked, "I said earlier that the imperial palace is not a good place, I was worried that you would suffer a loss, but looking at it now, Jiaojiao deserves to be My sons and daughters of the Feng family are indeed bloody!"

He also said: "Untouchables and slaves are the last ones to show good looks, otherwise they will habitually push their noses on their faces and climb along the poles, and they will not be finished if they are not stepped on by you."

Although it is a bit one-sided, but it is generally correct, Feng Jiaojiao deeply agrees.

She took the red date blood swallow from Feng Youlan's hand, looked at the new maid again, and asked Feng Youlan tentatively: "Who is she?"

Looking for a newcomer to serve you so soon?

Feng Youlan also brought a bowl of red dates and blood swallows, she took a sip and said casually: "She is called Xiaohui, my new girl. She used to be a member of my brother's house, and she has always been used by him because of her cleverness. But the elders said she was more suitable for me, so they sent her to take care of me!

My brother, that reckless man, named a girl Shutou. I changed my name to Xiaohui. Do you think it sounds good? "

Feng Jiaojiao nodded slightly, and suddenly two lines of poetry came to mind.

[Don't you see, Qinghai head, no one has collected the bones since ancient times. 】

[Grand Mo Xiao, drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times. 】

Feng Jiaojiao raised her head and took a look, this time she took a closer look, only to find that the little servant girl had red lips and white teeth, and the dimples on each side of her smiling face looked very pleasing, seeing Feng Jiaojiao looking at her, she bowed to Feng Jiaojiao cleverly.

Feng Jiaojiao smiled, and turned her eyes to Feng Younan, who was quiet and quiet, at the moment he was wiping the knife in his arms, looking very cold.

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