Divine Doctor's Daughter: Black-bellied Crown Princess

Chapter 63 Feng Xiaoyu's Plan
Chen Lingcheng waved his hand: "You do what you want."

Feng Ziyu left quickly.

Chen Lingcheng's eyes fell on Feng Ziyu's back, with a very interested light in his eyes.

In fact, when they first met, he discovered that Feng Ziyu was very different from these ladies in the capital.

Compared with those women, Feng Ziyu's body is less gentle and more resolute and courageous.

She didn't look like a woman, but rather a dashing general.

Looking at Feng Ziyu's back at this moment proved this point even more.

Although the ladies in the capital also have straight backs and will not lose their posture no matter what they do, their bodies always make people feel a kind of restraint.

It feels like someone is standing on them holding a ruler, which looks very artificial.

But Feng Ziyu gave people a different feeling.

No matter she speaks or does things, she has a style, comes and goes freely, and feels very natural and harmonious.

Chen Lingcheng hooked the corners of his lips, and thought to himself, "It's really interesting."

……

Feng Ziyu followed the girl all the way towards the cold courtyard, and when she reached the front of the cold courtyard, the girl suddenly bowed and said: "Miss, I think the old lady has something to do with the servant... the servant will leave first."

Saying that she wanted to leave.

Feng Ziyu sneered, and said, "Didn't you say that Madam is busy? Why is it now that Madam is busy?"

The girl closed her eyes, knowing that it would be impossible if she didn't tell the reason today, so she said: "Back to Miss, in fact, this servant also listened to other people's words..."

Feng Ziyu opened her mouth and shouted: "Xiaofen."

In the cold courtyard, Xiaofen heard Feng Ziyu's shout, and ran out gratefully: "Hey, miss."

When seeing the strange girl, Xiaofen was surprised: "Miss, who is this?"

Seeing that girl trembling with fear, Feng Ziyu sneered: "I'm bound, who knows whose yard girl this is not sensible, after I'm tied up, I'll send it to the old lady."

The girl opened her mouth to ask for mercy, but Feng Ziyu turned around and left.

"Miss... don't, miss..."

Xiaofen laughed, walked over and covered the girl's mouth: "What are you shouting about, don't you know what you did?"

These days, everyone lived with Feng Ziyu, and the way they spoke unconsciously brought a little bit of it.

With great strength, Xiaofen subdued the girl in one fell swoop, took the other two girls in the yard, and tied up the girl to the old lady.

The girl didn't dare to make a fuss when she saw the old lady, so she immediately told the truth.

When the old lady heard that it was Aunt Wang and Feng Xiaoyu who were going to be demons, she was immediately furious, and she led her towards the small pavilion.

……

When Chen Lingcheng went out, he was only used to bringing Mo Qing by his side. After Mo Qing came back, Chen Lingcheng thought about going back.

"Find someone to tell Feng Ziyu, I'm going back."

In fact, Chen Lingcheng only came here today on a temporary basis. Now, if you want to say how long you really want to stay here, that's not true.

After all, he is very busy every day.

"Yes."

Mo Qing glanced at it casually, then called out the girl to come over.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince."

This girl looked very clever, she kept her head down after she came to salute, and she didn't intend to move forward.

"Go and tell your eldest lady that we still have something to do in the eighth prince's mansion, so we will go back first." Mo Qing ordered sternly. "

"Yes."

The girl agreed.

Seeing the girl turned and left, Mo Qing said to Chen Lingcheng: "Eighth prince, let's go too."

Chen Lingcheng nodded, and was about to speak when he heard a voice from far to near.

"Who's there over there?"

With a charming female voice, Chen Lingcheng frowned when he heard it, and felt that this voice was really extremely unpleasant.

Not to mention contrived, but also with an indescribable deliberateness.

"Walk."

Chen Lingcheng didn't want to run into other female relatives in the prime minister's mansion, so he turned his head and told Mo Qing.

Mo Qing nodded, and pushed Chen Lingcheng to leave.

But still a step too late.

The charming female voice had already arrived in front of her eyes, and she uttered a disgusting cry: "Ah, isn't this His Highness the Eighth Prince? Feng Xiaoyu has seen the Eighth Prince."

Mo Qing saw with his own eyes that the eighth prince's hand clenched into a fist when he heard the voice.

"..."

Mo Qing couldn't help but look back.

In fact, the eighth prince went to the battlefield this time, and it took quite a long time. After returning, he was disabled, disfigured, and engaged. These things were discussed by everyone in the capital, so that they all forgot what the eighth prince was. What a tempered person.

The once eighth prince was so arrogant and arrogant, the proud son of the sky, no matter where he went, he was always a star.

Although some things have changed now, for the Eighth Prince, some things have not changed.

For example, I don't like women approaching.

In the past, the eighth prince found it troublesome and was always reluctant to contact women, but now he is even more reluctant.

"who are you?"

Mo Qing dutifully stopped Feng Xiaoyu who was still approaching.

When they heard Feng Xiaoyu's name, they knew who it was. After all, they knew very well about the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But at this time, he was unwilling to talk to this person, so he simply pretended not to know him.

A flash of anger flashed across Feng Xiaoyu's face.

To her, Mo Qing was just a servant of the Eighth Prince, while she was the third lady of the prime minister's mansion, being stopped by a servant, Feng Xiaoyu felt that she had no place to save her face.

"I'm Feng Xiaoyu, the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion. I saw someone in the pavilion here, so I came to pay my respects. Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, good afternoon."

Feng Xiaoyu said in what she thought was the most charming voice.

In fact, Feng Xiaoyu knew the appearance of the Eighth Prince when she was peeking just now. Although the Eighth Prince had been wearing a mask, it didn't affect Feng Xiaoyu's appreciation of the Eighth Prince at all.

After all, what Feng Xiaoyu has always liked is the identity of the prince.

Feng Xiaoyu had analyzed it for Aunt Wang before, and what they wanted was the identity of the prince and concubine.

Even if the eighth prince is not destined to be on the throne in the future, he will still be a prince. With Feng Xiaoyu's status, being a prince and concubine is actually considered a tall order.

Feng Xiaoyu knew that it was impossible for her to marry better than this in the future, so she had such an idea in her heart.

"Why is His Highness the Eighth Prince alone here?"

Feng Xiaoyu didn't feel how embarrassing it was that no one answered her words, but started acting alone.

Chen Lingcheng's brows were already furrowed.

(End of this chapter)