Empress Dowager Empress Dowager

Chapter 68
"I'm from Qingcheng, so I can't compare to Miss Yu and Mingzhu. I'm happy enough to be remembered by you." Yu Tong has put his posture to the lowest level, and it seems that he doesn't care about Huo Huaiyu's provocation and anger at all. banter.

"Hmph!" Huo Huaiyu was very dissatisfied with Yu Tong's good temper, he slammed the curtain and got into the carriage.

Huo Mingzhu walked up to Yu Tong, took her hand, shook her head helplessly, and said in a low voice: "Cousin, don't take it to heart, Huaiyu has such a bad temper, I will tell my mother to tell her when I go back." Changed it, otherwise you will suffer big losses in the future. It’s fine to talk about it in front of your family, and forget it after hearing it, how can you be so rude in front of outsiders, alas, even if you persuade, you won’t listen to it.”

These words are indeed in line with my sister's position. They sounded full of reproach, but Yu Tong frowned, thinking about Huo Huaiyu's rampant face just now, the anger in her heart seemed to turn to the surface, she He suppressed it and endured it, smiled softly, and without further words, got into the simple sedan chair next to the gorgeous carriage.

Huo Mingzhu saw everything, even Yu Tong's hands clenched into fists, if she could not be moved by humiliating her in front of everyone, then this cousin would be useless.She didn't teach Yu Tong to hate, nor did she let her do it, she just reminded Yu Tong not to forget.

It wasn't until Huo Mingzhu got into the carriage that He Fang turned his head. He was born in the army. Although he was the personal guard of the Baili Zonglu, he still didn't have much energy for these trivial matters. He could only perform them when the turmoil subsided. According to Baili Zonglu's order, Huo Mingzhu and Huo Huaiyu were safely sent back to the General's Mansion.

"Let's go!" As soon as Su Yu spoke, the coachman waved his whip.

A group of people hurried on their way, forgetting all the hustle and bustle of the temple fair, but they didn't know that in the middle of the bustling temple fair, among the colorful crowd rushing to the temple fair, someone was observing the hustle and bustle just now.

"Prince, don't be angry, this time the servant didn't fulfill your will, next time it will be done! Well, the disturbance will cause the Ninth Prince to break up with Miss Mingzhu, and the disturbance will make Miss Mingzhu detour when she sees the Ninth Prince. Do not communicate too closely!"

In the private room of the tea house, seeing Prince Baili Jingqi sitting blankly, staring at Huo Mingzhu and his party without blinking, wishing to poke a few holes for the battle, scaring the little eunuch Cao An, and then Kneeling and begging.

However, the prince did not know whether he heard his pleading, and remained indifferent, his eyes still staring straight ahead. Cao An threw countless glances at Feng Yi, but Feng Yi was a wooden man, so he also accompanied the prince to stare at Huo Mingzhu's carriage with great interest. , as if you could find some treasure from it, you didn't even blink your eyes.

Cao An got up and gave Feng Yi a blow, which made Feng Yi want to draw his sword out of his wits. Seeing that Cao An was in front of him, he couldn't help asking in a low voice, "What are you doing!"

Cao An bumped his arm, and winked in the direction of the crown prince: "Look, the crown prince must be confused, Miss Mingzhu's carriage has gone far away, and the person has long since disappeared, and she is still staring. Are you tired, are you sour?"

"Then what can I do!" Feng Yi pushed Cao An's hand away, and brushed the corner of his clothes with his hands in disgust, "The prince is willing to see, you are a slave, why do you care about so many trivial matters?"

Cao An pointed at him angrily: "So, you guards with roots are forgetting your origins. Xiao An, I have been serving the prince since I lost my life at the age of eight. No one in the world is important except the prince! If the prince Master is not happy, how can I be happy, slave! You heartless Feng Yi!"

Feng Yi was choked by his words of loyalty, and snorted contemptuously at Cao An, and was afraid that the crown prince would hear what they were talking about, so he also followed his loyalty and said: "I can't be as self-confident as little Cao Eunuch." I waited on His Highness, but I, Feng Yi, am not an ungrateful villain! Ever since I came to the Crown Prince, I have only listened to His Royal Highness’s orders. If the Crown Prince has orders, Feng Yi will do it even if it’s going up the mountain of knives and down the pan of oil!"

What Cao An was waiting for was Feng Yi's words. He happily held Feng Yi's hand, dragged it to the prince Baili Jingqi, bent down with a smile, and whispered in the prince's ear: "Your Highness, there is something for this servant to do." There is a way to deal with the Ninth Prince..."

The prince was originally indifferent, but immediately turned his head when he heard Cao An's words.

"No, it's not to deal with..." Cao An thought he was too serious, so he quickly changed his words: "No, what this servant means is that he has thought of a way to snatch Miss Mingzhu from the Ninth Prince! He didn't intend to provoke His Highness and the prince. Uncle and nephew, hehe." Feng Yi explained.

"How to grab it?" The prince's focus has never been different from other people's. He seemed to regain his energy when he heard it, and asked seriously: "Tell me about it."

Cao An's courage grew a lot, and he whispered in the prince's ear mysteriously, and said with a cheap smile: "Just a few words... ruin the reputation of the Ninth Prince!"

"How to say?" Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips even twitched.

Cao An continued: "Your Highness, if the famous Ninth Prince loses the title of hero and is so bad that Miss Mingzhu can't accept it, then Miss Mingzhu will naturally... eh? Let's move on, hehe! This piece I can leave it to Feng Yi to handle the matter, and I promise it will be done well!"

Under the strange eyes of the prince and Feng Yi, Cao An patted Feng Yi on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, don't be afraid, Guard Feng, your martial arts practice for so many years is not for nothing, let alone ruining the reputation of the Ninth Prince. If you catch the left and right, you will only suffer dozens of boards, and it will definitely not kill you..."

(End of this chapter)