Mengfei's mother is as fierce as a tiger

Chapter 23 Chaos
"Master, this princess is really useless! She failed again!"

"Today, I didn't want her to succeed. As long as the prince and Feng Wang turn against each other, our goal will be achieved."

"Master, what do you mean..."

"Let's go, follow me into the Prince's Mansion and have a look, now there is only one fire left." The moonlight fell through the branches and fell on the veiled face that couldn't be seen clearly, mottled half of the shadow.

Prince's Mansion, Lingshui Pavilion.

As soon as the woman in light blue clothes entered the pavilion with the maid beside her, she heard the man's clear low growl. Both the master and the servant were stunned for a moment. Yan Fengjue had clearly left, so who could be in the room?

"mandarin duck!"

"Yes, Master!"

Yuanyang rushed into the room, the veil fluttered in the breeze, vaguely saw a man tearing his clothes frantically, and was about to rush towards the bed, the person lying on the bed was Shan Liuling.

"Master, this..."

When the woman in the blue shirt entered the room, she saw clearly that the man who had been drugged and threw himself on the bed was the present prince.

During the banquet, Yan Fengjue took advantage of the fact that the two of them were not paying attention, and exchanged all the wine for later stage with Shan Liufei.

And this Shan Liufei was also worried about Shan Liuling, so he withdrew all the maidservants and eunuchs who followed him, and ran here by himself, but Yan Fengjue left early, he entered the room in a daze and saw that he was lying on the bed Shan Liuling, and his head became more and more dizzy, and the medicine in his body just happened at this time.

Psychedelic drugs and love drugs have already paralyzed his nerves. At this moment, he simply wants to find someone to lighten the fire.

"Yuanyang, you said that if the prince and the princess are out of order, will the marriage be reconciled? Will there be a place for them in this world? Or, we will blame all this on the king, Wouldn't it be more interesting then?"

"Master..." Yuanyang glanced back at Shan Liufei who had already flung himself onto the bed, and couldn't bear to look away, "Master said so!"

"Yuanyang, let's go!"

"Yes, Master!"

There was a spring in the room, but the interpretation was blood-like cruelty, the blue shirt brushed by, and a cold smile flashed on the face of the woman under the moonlight under the veil.

Chess pieces must always be used to their maximum effect!

Not long after the woman in the blue shirt left, a woman sneaked into the room, and just as Shan Liufei was about to throw Shan Liuling down, she threw herself on him...

The streets of the capital city of Jiachen are always very lively at night, with heavy traffic and bright lights. Now when Yan Fengjue was riding a horse against the moonlight and leading the little raccoon through the street, the little raccoon suddenly sniffed. Hearing the smell of roasted pigeon, his stomach growled more and more in protest. When Yan Fengjue passed by the smelly restaurant, the little raccoon finally couldn't help it, stretched out his paws and pulled Yan Fengjue's clothes left and right. Shaking, pitifully pouted.

hungry……

Yan Fengjue rubbed the little raccoon's head, looked up at the restaurant, "Giefeng, go and buy a roasted pigeon!"

Lie Feng glanced at the restaurant in doubt, "Yes, sir!" Roasted pigeon?

The little raccoon yawned and finally had something to eat.

The lights are shining, the crowd is noisy, and the streets are bustling.

Yan Fengjue took the little raccoon for a seemingly aimless wandering on the street, but kept looking at the people passing by. The little raccoon once again found some familiar faces that had disappeared for a long time.

Hey, this dust country is really full of dangers, even going out for a meal is so troublesome.

Not long after, Lie Feng walked out of the restaurant at high speed. Seeing Lie Feng's empty hands, Lie'er's eyes darkened instantly. Where's her roasted pigeon?

"Master, the fourth prince is in the private room of the restaurant, and he invites you to the banquet together."

Yan Fengjue raised his head and smiled with an ambiguous meaning, "Lead the way!"

The fourth prince, Shan Liuyun, has been in Jiachen Kingdom for more than ten days, and he has not met him yet!

He was originally an upright person. Although he had contests with him from time to time, the outcome was never determined. However, a few years ago when Emperor Yan Fengjue had just ascended the throne, when Chuanyun Kingdom's national strength was still weak and the court was in turmoil. Liu Yun unscrupulously sow dissension among them, causing the alliance between the two countries to break down for a time.

Afterwards, Yan Feng's understanding of an absolutely cunning and insidious person was refreshed. He repeatedly provoked and used despicable methods. Before the old emperor of Jiachen Kingdom passed away, the two countries were on the verge of war.

Such a talent, such an opponent, now...

The two of them walked through the lobby of the restaurant together, led by the waiter to the private room on the second floor, pushed the door open, and a tall figure was reflected behind a screen painted with residual blood.

Three thousand plain hair is draped around the waist with a blood-red robe, the person behind the screen is leaning on a soft couch, holding a wine glass and pouring himself a drink, and a well-made and high-quality piano is placed on a low table , the body of the qin carved with black bamboo looks a little dark and profound, which fits perfectly with the dim atmosphere of this elegant room.

Shan Liuyun didn't get up when he heard the sound, but just raised his eyes and waved his hand casually, "Feng Wang is not polite here."

The little fox glanced at the man with cold eyes, with a feminine face, a pair of fox eyes raised slightly, and a somewhat cold tone, could it be that people in this world are so rude?

"Fourth prince, I haven't seen you for a long time, so don't come here without any problems."

Shan Liuyun poured a glass of wine by himself, drank it all, and said, "Well? I'm fine. But Feng Wang has been a busy man recently. Why, have a drink?"

Yan Feng said nothing, his eyes turned around on Shan Liuyun's body, sat on the table, picked up the wine on the table without being polite, poured himself a glass and said, "I remember that the fourth prince didn't intend to Throne."

"King Feng also knows it was back then." Shan Liuyun replied in a cold tone, blood red robes were scattered on the soft couch, and someone's eyes were red.

The little raccoon blinked his eyes and felt a bit of stiffness in Yan Fengjue's body with his soft paws, and turned his head to look at Shan Liuyun again. The clouds were like fire, and there was an evil aura about this fourth prince.

"Feng Wang, if you are really thinking about Chuanyun Kingdom, my Highness advises you to return to the country as soon as possible. You are as smart as you, you really think that your imperial brother married Shan Liuling, and you can stop me, huh..."

(End of this chapter)