the first lady

Chapter 148

"The signal just now, are you contacting people from Sanssouci Palace?" Zhui Ming asked after silence.

Qingye nodded, "Emperor Wu will definitely not send a large number of people to look for the son and wife, we must let them come."

What Aoba said was a bit vague, but for Zhui Ming, he knew it well.

Sanssouci Palace is a trading organization founded a hundred years ago, finding people to kill and trading is commonplace for them.It is even heard that there is a secret organization in the Palace of Sanssouci, which can find places that no one has ever been able to find in the world.If it is a human being, they will find it even in the ends of the earth.

However, no one has ever seen that team, and later some people doubted whether it really existed.

At this time, seeing the expressions of Qingye and Yueying, Zhui Ming began to wonder if such a group of people really existed, would they find them even if they dug three feet into the ground?

……

In less than half a day, there was a wide field of vision from the dense forest, and Lanfeng also planted poison around here. No matter whether it was a person or a bug, as long as they approached within this radius, they would definitely die suddenly.

A group of twelve people dressed in black were covered with a silver mask, full of mystery just like when they came.

There are 12 people in a row, standing straight, but their aura is very different from that of ordinary dead soldiers, especially they have a cloth bag on their bodies, and as for the things inside, there are some weird tools.

"Moon Shadow, Green Leaf!" As soon as the 12 people arrived, another voice came down from the sky, the voice was cold.

Then an incomparable and alluring face appeared in front of everyone. Lan Feng and Zhui Ming had never seen it before, but when they saw that face, they both felt creepy.With a feminine but not feminine face, a pair of silver-gray eyes that are different from ordinary people exude a cool luster.

"Jingfeng." Yueying stepped forward and shouted.

"Who are they?" The man called Jingfeng had a cold face. When he looked at Zhuiming and Lanfeng, he became vigilant, and there was an imperceptible danger.

Lan Feng wanted to control himself not to tremble, but when he was seen by those silver-gray pupils, he also trembled somewhat.

Zhui Ming raised his eyebrows, and he was full of vigilance towards the man in front of him. This man could directly jump over the poison formation set by Lan Feng and fall from a high altitude, with a restrained breath, which is definitely not ordinary.

"Zuiming and Lanfeng, they are harmless to the master." Aoba explained simply, but threw his sword to a tree beside him.

Aoba just gave a simple explanation, but it was enough reason for Jingfeng to relax his guard against them, and then gave Aoba a whip with a metallic color, and two scimitars to Aoba. Moon Shadow.

The four guardians of the Sanssouci Palace each had their own weapons, but in order to conceal their identities, neither Yueying nor Qingye used their original weapons, so their attack power was weakened a little.

Qingye's weapon is a long whip, Yueying's is two short but capable scimitars, as for Jingfeng...Lanfeng and Zhuiming can't see it.

Jingfeng didn't intend to talk a lot to them, but said to Qingye and Yueying indifferently: "Jinglei is on his way now, let's find the master and wife before he comes."

"Yeah." Qingye nodded, not surprised why they knew about Jingfeng without saying anything.

Lan Feng and Zhui Ming looked at each other, they were very confused about this man named Jing Feng, and the twelve people behind him, they stood here, as if the whole world existed only for them.

Jingfeng and Jinglei are the two people sent by Zongzheng Yi to take charge of the "Seventh Family" that suddenly sprang up in Mocheng. Even Qingye and Yueying don't know their abilities very well, but they are willing to follow Zongzheng Yi, I have to say that Zongzheng Yi is a natural leader.

As for why Jing Feng and Jing Lei, two eccentric characters, are willing to follow Zong Zhengyi's side, only the three of them know this secret.

After a few brief explanations, in broad daylight, the twelve people, Jingfeng, Qingye, and Yueying also disappeared without a trace.If it wasn't for Zhui Ming and Lan Feng who believed that there were no ghosts in this world, seeing the [-] people who disappeared openly like this now, they would definitely feel that they had seen ghosts.

After Aoba also disappeared, Lan Feng frowned tightly, Aoba...is this the real him?
"They need to hide their identities." Zhui Ming said intentionally or unintentionally.

"……Um."

By the prime minister's side, they can only act as guards with strong martial arts skills, but it is obviously useless now.The current Zongzheng Yi is not the prime minister, but the owner of Sanssouci Palace, the leader of the largest trading organization in Jianghu, his identity is completely different, and he can no longer be judged with the same eyes.

"The Qiao family, what will you do?" Zhuiming looked at the distant place, and said a word lightly.

Hearing that Lan Feng frowned, she knew that what she was asking about her life was actually about Zong Zhengyi's identity.

After thinking for a while, Lan Feng said softly: "I am Miss's maid, I know about things related to Miss, other than that, I don't know anything."

Zhui Ming looked at Lan Feng in surprise, everything except Qiao Ling'er had nothing to do with her... It can be understood that even if she knew that Zong Zhengyi was worry-free, she would not make irresponsible remarks... …Yeah?
On the way back, Zhuiming suddenly remembered the two times he had contact with Wuyou, and he helped him both times, and in his previous consciousness, Zong Zhengyi was just a smiling tiger, except for his good brain and employing people. Nothing else, now...

Chasing life is full of black threads, saying that he is an old fox, and he is really an old fox, even the martial arts are hidden so deeply.Back then when he sneaked into the palace, he even teased him, saying that Helian Feiyan was unhappy, but in fact he was upset about what the perverted prince did to Qiao Ling'er!
He was the one who was teased throughout the whole process, when the prime minister went to assassinate the prince... Weird!
Knowing that Zongzheng Yi is worry-free, Zhui Ming suddenly felt affirmed in his heart. If it was that old fox, he was such a shrewd person, he would never be willing to die like that, even if he died, he would definitely let those who plotted against them The person who goes to hell first!
He firmly believed that Smiley Tiger and Qiao Ling'er must still be alive now, and nothing would happen to them!
"Why is there still only porridge?" On the eighth day, Qiao Ling'er looked at the clear soup and porridge in front of her, and felt like she was about to cry.

"Girl, it's good to eat something, don't complain." The old man knocked on Qiao Ling'er's bowl with his chopsticks, signaling her to eat quickly.

Qiao Ling'er, on the other hand, had a mournful face, and complained to the two old men dissatisfied: "Yi is not in good health yet, he needs nutrition, supplement nutrition, you know?" If you like, you can put a few herbs in there, and Zongzheng Yi has been eaten thinner, which is completely out of proportion to what she said back then when he was fed for nothing.

"This kid is not human, his bones are already healed, so there is no need to worry about him anymore." The old man Xian glanced at Zong Zhengyi who was sitting next to him, and said with a smile.

Zong Zhengyi, who was originally estimated to be able to recover in ten days, healed quickly at a flying speed. Most of the injuries on his body have healed. It may take a long time for the bones to break, but under the miraculous power of these two old men Under the medicine, it turned out to be surprisingly fast.

Qiao Linger was still very dissatisfied, "His bones are healed now, but let him eat these white porridges without any oil every day, how do you let his bones get nourishment? Also, look, he was originally Already skinny enough, now all skin and bones..."

Zong Zhengyi laughed, looking at his arm that was held by her, his heart warmed up a lot, but seeing her lose weight in the past few days was really not very comfortable.

"Stinky girl, what do you know? Young people should be like this. This is called health. Do you know what it means to be healthy?" The old man Xian looked like an expert.

And the next moment, his fat face was pinched by two slender fingers, "Health? Health, you are as fat as a pig now, and I want you to be healthy and healthy." After all, he was ruthless He twisted it hard on the fleshy face.

"Smelly girl let go, let go, it hurts..." Old Xian was about to jump up immediately, if Zong Zhengyi didn't dare to use force, Qiao Ling'er would have been thrown out by now.

"Don't let go, don't let go, give me eggs, I want eggs, I want eggs..." Qiao Ling'er's anger that had been suppressed for nearly ten days now completely erupted.Originally, I thought that such a quiet place would be suitable for recuperating the body, but if there is nothing to eat in this place, it would be very problematic.

As for the porridge we are eating now, it is also because the amount of rice is extremely limited, and the rice is not enough, so we have to cook porridge to fill the stomachs of four people.

"Ahem..." The old man Zhu coughed deliberately, but there was also a bit of embarrassment on his face. "Ling'er, it's not that we don't want to give you eggs... but because... oh..."

Hearing Old Man Zhu's voice, Qiao Ling'er didn't look away, but didn't let go of her hand, "Why?"

The old man Zhu was embarrassed again, and said lightly: "Our two elders have lived here for decades, isolated from the world, and the nearest place is Yunrong Town upstream here. Where can we have eggs?"

"You mean to say that the two of you have been here for so many years, and you have never eaten anything except the small amount of rice you ate, which was stolen from others?" Qiao Ling'er deeply understood the old man Zhu's words. mean.

"What stealing? We were borrowing...just borrowing a little..." Old Xian, who took the opportunity to slap Qiao Linger's hand away, corrected her.

"Borrow? Is there any borrowing that only borrows and doesn't pay back? You have been here for so many years, have you ever paid someone a grain of rice?" Qiao Ling'er sneered.

(End of this chapter)