phoenix falling, phoenix tree, phoenix

Chapter 265 Ace
Mu Beicheng's expression darkened again.

These years, especially in the past few years, the situation of Fengguo is indeed worrying. The emperor has become more and more arrogant, thinking that the world will always be peaceful, completely ignoring the successive years of disasters, and forcefully suppressing the uprising of the people, leading to growing public resentment Over time, many victims even fled to the south.

This world is indeed riddled with holes.

But as a courtier, he never thought of anything he shouldn't have.

At this time, Mu Beicheng had already realized the significance of Jiang Fan and Feng Qixun's coming to the capital. They hoped that he could see the dilapidated country and replace it.

But...he couldn't do it.

"Ninth Brother, Afan, this matter..." Mu Beicheng was about to refuse, but was interrupted by Jiang Fan.

"Brother, don't rush to answer, I know this matter is difficult for you to decide." Jiang Fan looked at him: "The eldest princess has been waiting for you for many years, since you have come, you should go and see him first, I have already arranged Alright, this will take you there."

They didn't intend to persuade Mu Beicheng immediately, they just came to check his tone first.

If he still insists on refusing after he understands the current situation, then they can only make another plan.

Mu Beicheng was really anxious about this matter, so he nodded first.

When Jiang Fan took Mu Beicheng away, Jiang Wutong asked Feng Qixun worriedly: "What if he refuses?"

Feng Qixun smiled: "Father-in-law said that he still has a trump card in his hand. As for whether it is useful or not, we will probably have to wait until Brother Mu has seen the eldest princess."

Jiang Wutong was curious: "What trump card?"

Feng Qixun rubbed her hair, lowered his head and quickly brought his lips to her ear and kissed her lightly, which made her itchy, and then told her: "Guess—"

Jiang Wutong...

Looking at the background where Feng Qixun had turned and left, Jiang Wutong stomped his feet angrily, I guess your sister, guess!Can she guess this?
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It was already late at night, but in the Princess Mansion, the lights in the main courtyard were still on.

Feng Qiqi had already changed into her pajamas, her long dry hair was hanging loose, she held a hairpin in her hand, and kept fiddling with the wicks on the candlesticks on the table.

Aunt Hui came over to look at it a few times, but she was still sitting at the small table in the outer room, and she couldn't help sighing: "Princess, you should rest, it's so late, you keep turning the wick, and carefully smoked your eyes."

He took the cloak and put it on her again: "The night is late, it's winter night again, be careful to catch cold."

Feng Qiqi shook her head, there was a trace of melancholy between her brows that she hardly saw in normal times: "I've been restless these past two days, I don't know what's wrong, Ah Hui, nothing happened recently, right?"

She was really uneasy.

Aunt Hui laughed and said, "You're thinking again. I'm a maidservant who heard magpies calling outside during the day. Maybe it's a good thing. Stop thinking about it and go to bed early."

Feng Qiqi sighed, and put one hand on her heart: "I feel panicked, as if something is about to happen."

Then he shook his head again, and waved his hand at Aunt Hui: "Okay, it's getting late, you go to sleep, I'm going to rest now."

Aunt Hui explained a few more words to her, got up and left first.

Feng Qiqi blinked her eyes, probably because she stared at the candle for a long time, her eyes were really sore.

She lost the hairpin and was about to stand up and go back to the inner room, when she looked up, she suddenly saw the door open and a person came in from the outside.

　[Can anyone guess the trump card? 】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)