The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 281 Meeting in a narrow road

Seeing that Qian Yun's complexion was not right, Yu Wenhao couldn't help asking: "Miss Qian Yun, what's wrong?"

Feng Xihe secretly winked at Qian Yun, and said, "Qian Yun is just like you, just worried about me."

"That's right, this servant is Miss Worry." Qian Yun bit her lip and lowered her eyes.

Feng Xihe looked at A Ling solemnly, held her hand, and said word by word: "From today on, I will be a saint, do you understand?"

"I need to join the Rizhao clan, but I will never hurt your clansmen like Yu Wenjin."

A Ling looked at her hesitantly, as if she was thinking about whether her words were true or not.

Feeling the temperature from the back of her hand, Ah Ling thought for a while, and then said: "I will trust you for now, but if you are like those villains, my tribe will not let you go."

"Also, although the clansmen haven't seen the real face of the saint, if you want to pretend to be her, if you don't have the ability to convince them, it's easy to show your flaws."

A warm smile bloomed on Feng Xihe's face, and then she said slowly: "Don't worry, Miss Ah Ling, I will not let you down."

Ah Ling's brows tightened, and she couldn't help asking curiously: "Why do you have such confidence?"

"Let me remind you first, if it was in the past, it might have been easier to handle. However, there are many people with ulterior motives in the clan now. They are eager to find a way, and they even regard the saint as a thorn in their side."

"After you come to the Rizhao tribe, don't feel that you won't have any worries if you stand in a respected position. Behind you, there are many pairs of eyes staring at you."

Feng Xihe nodded slightly, and said with a calm smile: "Thank you, Miss A Ling, for being so considerate for me."

Seeing that she didn't feel any uneasiness, Ah Ling was slightly taken aback, feeling that she had an extraordinary composure.

After a while, Feng Xihe asked again: "Miss Ah Ling, is your patriarch suffering from fox poison and is still seeking medical treatment?"

"That's right." Ah Ling replied.

She recalled that not long ago, when the patriarch led people to hunt in the snow forest, he met a white fox, liked it very much, and took it back.

However, unexpectedly, this white fox turned out to be poisonous. Ever since the patriarch brought it back, something strange has appeared in its body.

His complexion is pale, and his body emits a stench similar to that of a fox, which makes people shy away.

Every time the doctor who came here made a diagnosis, thinking that if this continues, the patriarch might die.

"Miss Ah Ling, please help me prepare. After arriving in the Rizhao Clan, the first thing I will do is to detoxify your patriarch. After all, the duty of the saint is to convey the oracle and protect the Rizhao." Feng Xihe's eyes Blinking, who walked over, handed Ah Ling a dagger that sealed her throat with blood.

"This dagger is invincible. You are the maid beside the saint. When you go back, you will naturally follow me. If what I said is true, you can kill me immediately."

A Ling's hand holding the dagger trembled, her eyes froze, and suddenly she felt that the woman in front of her was indeed somewhat similar to the saint.

As long as she can help herself to avenge the saint without hurting the Rizhao people, Ah Ling doesn't care what purpose she came here for.

After a long time, Ah Ling opened her lips and said, "Okay, I will trust you for now."

After the two reached a tacit understanding, Feng Xihe turned his eyes and told Qian Yun: "Miss Ah Ling has been in the ice and snow for so long, you first take her to change clothes and eat something. Then, we pack up and leave .”

Qian Yun nodded, and took Ah Ling to another room.

Feng Xihe took the map of the Sun and Moon, went to the verandah outside, and carefully studied the details of Riyue Mountain.

Below is a bustling street market, and some deer antlers and horns, as well as frozen cheese are sold on both sides of the road.

She looked down for a while, and thought, this time I went to the Rizhao Clan, I don't know when it will be out of Riyue Mountain.

She needs the status of a saint, firstly, to prevent the Rizhao Clan from being taken over by Yuwenjin's forces, and secondly, to go deep into Yuwenjin's base camp and understand their situation.

However, considering that her belly will grow bigger day by day, her time to pretend to be a saint is also limited.

Yu Wenhao quietly walked to her side, and asked softly: "Cousin, you entered Riyue Mountain, what about Junyi and Junyao who is far away in Jinling City?"

Feng Xihe went to the next room and took a look at the window lattice. Feng Junyi, who was writing and painting, said, "His Royal Highness, Jun Yi will take care of you for the time being. It's good for him to stay here for a while."

"As for the eldest brother, I don't think I need to worry about his life."

She took Feng Junyi out of Jinling City to prevent him from being persecuted.

As for Feng Junyao staying in Jinling City, the consequence would be that he would be exiled to the front line.

Her elder brother would definitely not be willing to run away and live a life of meager existence.Instead of letting Feng Junyao spend his whole life in shame, it is better to follow his wish and go to the battlefield.

Yu Wenhao raised his eyebrows and said: "I will go back to Huaguo first, and report to Grandpa Huang the situation of the envoy to Ningguo, as well as the matter of the four emperor uncles."

"Then, troops will be dispatched to the foot of Riyue Mountain. During this period, if you have anything to do, you must let the people who stay in this palace know."

Seeing his worried look, Feng Xihe took out a few more fireworks from his sleeve, "Don't you like this kind of gorgeous fireworks? If something happens to me, I will use it as a signal."

A smile appeared on Yu Wenhao's lips, "Okay."

While the two were talking, their figures were seen by a pair of glazed eyes in the street market.

Gu Jincheng rode a snow-treading horse with white clothes hanging down.

He wore a broad-brimmed hat, and his eyes under the soap gauze suddenly lit up when he saw the two of them.

The guard who followed him couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Your Highness, Second Prince, what's the matter?"

Gu Jincheng shook his head, but the smile in his eyes was even bigger.

"It's nothing, so let's go first. Madam is still waiting for you." The guard cautiously persuaded: "This place is still within the territory of Ning Kingdom. As our identity, it is not appropriate to stay longer."

"En." Gu Jincheng nodded slightly, and then rode away.

Feng Xihe, we really met on a narrow road.Gu Jincheng thought to himself.

For a while, his mood was surging, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Regarding Feng Xihe's life experience, he knew it after he was rescued by Yu Wenjin's people.

He had known for a long time that Feng Xi and Gai couldn't stay in Ningguo any longer, so he sent someone to look for her.Unexpectedly, she actually came to Riyue Mountain and delivered it to her door herself.

He wants to see how she can escape from his palm this time.

In addition, the land his horse trod now will become the territory of the empire in the future.

The majestic snow-capped peaks are embedded in the blue sky, overflowing with curly vibrato, like a silver-white jade dragon.

After Gu Jincheng returned to Riyue Mountain, he put on a crane cloak and traveled in the world covered in silver.

After walking through several suspension bridges, he came to a Longtan Cave and walked down the cave to a huge and gorgeous underground palace.

Persian carpets painted with exotic patterns are laid on the palace, and the palace lanterns on both sides are in the shape of peacocks spreading their tails, emitting a dim light.

Yu Wenjin and Mrs. Yu sat in a palace room, behind a bead curtain, they set up a chess game.

Yu Wenjin silently placed a few chess pieces, thinking carefully about the chess moves.

And Mrs. Yu was sitting on the soft couch, playing with a withered flower branch absent-mindedly. She seemed to be particularly fond of dying things.

"Yulan, it's your turn." Yu Wenjin couldn't help reminding her when she saw that she hadn't moved.

Madam Yu tilted her head slightly, casually picked a white chess piece and put it down.

"Yu Wenjin, you don't seem to have a deep understanding of that precious daughter, or, why hasn't she helped you get rid of Prince Yu until now." After a while, Madam Yu frowned slightly, "Besides, she seems to be On the other hand, I want to fight against you. This really failed your painstaking efforts."

Yu Wenjin didn't take it seriously, "Children always take more detours. She keeps hitting rocks with eggs, and when she hits her head with blood, she will retreat in spite of the difficulty."

"As long as she wants, she can still be my daughter, the future princess. If she doesn't want to, then I won't care about feelings."

They were talking, when they heard a gentle voice.

"Mother Concubine..." Gu Jincheng came to the palace room and called out to Mrs. Yu who was wearing a black gauze skirt and a black jacquard veil.

In his hand he held a bouquet of lilies, which he had brought back from the market, with frost on the petals.

And when he heard them talking about Feng Xihe, he just held his breath.

"Oh, you're back." Madam Yu said without even raising her eyelids, "I happen to have something to tell you. Recently, you go to the Rizhao Clan and you must take it down."

Gu Jincheng's heart was chilled. He thought that the fact that the concubine mother was not dead was the best gift from heaven, and would love him as much as she did when she was a child, even though she had lied to him for so many years.

It's a pity that he was wrong. Every time the concubine mother saw him, she would always tell him something serious, without saying a word.

He even felt that his position in her heart was not as good as that of Yu Wenjin.

"My child understands..." After a while, Gu Jincheng replied coldly.

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It was night, the moonlight sprinkled in the vast snow, and the black bear howled.

The Rizhao clansmen still stood in front of the patriarch's animal skin tent and prayed for the patriarch as they did a few days ago.

They felt uneasy, thinking that they had gone to the Temple of the Goddess to ask the saint for help, but the saint avoided it.

Could it be that the saintesses and gods are about to abandon them, so that they can only defect to the wicked and become tools for the wicked to expand their territory?

With such thoughts in mind, after praying, they gathered around the Goddess Hall and called out in unison.

In fact, there was no movement for several days, and they were no longer sure in their hearts.

However, just when they were about to leave, the gate of the Goddess Hall was suddenly opened.

Covered with a light veil, the saint in a white floor-length skirt and a sable fur cape stepped out of it, her eyes sparkling, as if she came from the clouds.

They froze in place one by one, their eyes wide open.

Feng Xi and Mo Ran glanced at the clansmen, and then motioned for Ah Ling to take her to the patriarch's tent.

(End of this chapter)