Food rights and wine beauty: turn a god to farm

Chapter 41 Advice
Wei Sichen seemed very dissatisfied with being disturbed, and frowned at him sideways, "What are you doing here?"

"Cough, your family sent a message, I will tell you later, hey, give me two pieces to taste." Beitang Jun waved his fan, looking at the emerald green cakes in the steamer in amazement.

Wei Sichen stared at him speechlessly.

An Ning laughed, took a small bamboo plate and quickly took out a plate full of pastries and handed it to Wei Sichen, "You guys go talk about things first, and help me call my eldest sister and aunt to the kitchen."

Wei Sichen glanced at her smiling face, lost his gloom by two points, turned around and walked out holding the pastry while keeping his eyes on Da Lala, and biting a piece at the same time.

After entering the room, Beitang Jun closed the door, turned around and sat down at the table, watching Wei Sichen, who continued to eat pastries, with a face of "Speak quickly, let go if you have something to say, get out if you have nothing to do", "My lord, come down from above. Have you heard the news?"

Wei Sichen squinted at him - just for this?
"Cough, of course it won't stop. Do you want to go back, my lord? Now that someone is coming over there, there may be a chance to undo An Ning's poison."

Wei Sichen paused for a while, then continued to eat, while shaking his head, "Her poison king knows it well."

Which means I won't be going back.

Bei Tangjun squeezed the fan bone, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he seemed a little troubled.

"Is there anything else?" Wei Sichen squinted at him, his eyebrows raised slightly.

Bei Tangjun raised his eyes to look at him, looked at him for a few breaths and then sighed helplessly, deciding to open the skylight to speak honestly.

"My lord, the princess has gone south, and I'm afraid he will arrive at Liuyun Town today."

Wei Sichen's movements stopped, his originally indifferent expression suddenly turned cold, and the pastry in his hand was almost pinched all over.

He put down the pastry and looked at Beitang Jun with gloomy eyes.

He watched Bei Tangjun's hairs stand on end, and he swung his fan straight, "It's not my side that leaked it, maybe she found out about it by accident when you delivered the decree."

Wei Sichen stared at him for a while, then slowly turned his gaze back, picked up the pastry and continued to eat, his voice was as cold as ice, "King Rongtai is not in Liuyun Town, you can find a way to lure her back to the imperial capital, or wherever she goes." OK."

As soon as Beitang Jun knocked his forehead with his fan, he knew it would happen.

"My lord, you also know the character of the princess. I'm afraid I won't let it go if I can't find you. Then maybe the whole Liuyun Town will be overturned before it is lured away."

"So what." Wei Sichen tilted his head to him.

"She's not afraid of causing trouble, but I'm afraid that if she finds out about the relationship between An Ning and you by accident, I'm afraid..."

Wei Sichen frowned, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, "What do I have to do with that woman?"

"..." Beitang Jun was speechless, his relationship hadn't been awakened yet, seeing the way the two got along, he thought they had already made an oath.

"Hey, although you have nothing to do with each other, it doesn't mean that the princess doesn't think you have nothing to do with each other."

Wei Sichen frowned even tighter, and a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on his face, why did I have nothing to do with her, these words sounded so harsh.

"So what? This world is not Murong's surname."

Beitang Jun, "..."

Looking at the other party like this, he knew that he had made a decision, and it was useless for him to persuade him any more.

It took him a long time to sigh, and decided to ignore it, and eat some pastries first to subdue the shock, and the soldiers came to cover up the water and soil.

And Wei Sichen was right, there is no Murong surname in this world. In recent years, Your Majesty has also been dissatisfied with Murong Yuan, and she has restrained herself a lot because of this.

What's more, there are still people coming from the central government this time, so she shouldn't be so stupid to create any big trouble at this time.

Near the evening, several fast horses rushed through the gate of Liuyun Town.

The city gate guard wanted to stop him for questioning, but before he could speak, he was beaten to the ground with a whip and almost stepped on by a horse behind him.

"The princess is out on patrol, clear the way." Immediately a guard shouted, ignoring the chaotic city gate, a group of people drove their horses through the crowd to chase the princess in front.

It will be close to the closing time of the city gate, and many people will go out of the city, and they will be turned into a pot of porridge by a few fast horses, and many people will be injured or trampled after falling.

The screams and the cries of children formed one.

"Mom, are you okay, are you hurt?" Li Guizhi hurriedly supported the fallen Du Lishi, and walked out of the chaotic crowd surrounded by her husband.

"Mother, how is it?" Du Yong helped.

Du Lishi shook his head, "It's just a sprained ankle."

"Daughter-in-law, please support your mother first." Du Yong said, turned around and ran back to the crowd. It took a long time to pull the carriage out smoothly, then helped his mother into the carriage, and turned to go back.

Although An Ning lives in Yiwei Pavilion, Du Lishi and the others don't live there often.

Yiwei Pavilion usually closes in the afternoon, except for Du Youtai, who needs to sort out and settle accounts, stay temporarily, and the rest will go back to Baiguo Village first.

Originally, nothing happened, but it happened today. Fortunately, they were in a carriage.

Du Lishi was originally riding in the car, but she just got out because she thought it was boring in the car. She didn't expect that when Ma was startled, she lost her grip and was shaken off.

An Ning just finished dinner and saw that Du Youtai was still waiting for Du Yong to pick him up.

She looked at the sky and guessed that Brother Du was delayed by something, so she said, "Uncle Du, Brother Du may be delayed by something, why don't you eat first."

Looking at the darkening sky, Du Youtai frowned, then shook his head, "Forget it, I guess we'll be there soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the back door.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and walked quickly to open the door, while beckoning to An Ning, "I'm going back first, you go and eat quickly."

An Ning also nodded with a smile, and said, "Be careful on the road."

They usually go in and out through the back door, so there is no doubt that it was not Du Yong who knocked on the door.

It was only when she turned around that she heard Li Guizhi's voice and Du Youtai's surprised question.

She turned around quickly, and saw Du Yong walking in with Du Lishi on his back, and the other's left foot was wrapped with white gauze.

"What's the matter?" She was startled and hurried forward.

Du Lishi waved his hand, "It's okay, I just twisted my foot accidentally."

On the other hand, Li Guizhi pursed his lips angrily, raised his head and said to An Ning, "You don't know, An Ning, there is chaos outside now."

"What happened?" An Ning followed them into the small hall.

Wei Sichen and Kangkang were waiting for An Ning to eat together, but when they saw that the person who had already gone back came back and seemed to be injured, they hurriedly asked.

Li Guizhi recounted what happened in a few sentences, "Now there is a lot of noise outside, not only at the city gate, the medical center is probably full, and there are still many injured people being carried over when we come back. , Why do you think these people are like this, can they treat human life as worthless for their own royal relatives!"

An Ning also frowned, her impression of the so-called royal family almost fell to the bottom.

King Rongtai is the same, and so is Princess Rongshu now, all of whom are arrogant and cruel to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)