The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 79 He barked like a mad dog at the door for a long time

Chapter 79 He barked like a mad dog at the door for a long time
Probably because the two of them talked about it last night, when Feng Qingcheng had breakfast, he found Cang Yanlu much more pleasing to the eye.

Seeing her eating buns with great relish, the man even whetted his appetite and drank half a bowl of porridge more than usual.

After finishing the bird's nest porridge in the bowl, Feng Qingcheng put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at the man seriously and said, "Cang Yanwei, since we are now a cooperative relationship, I have a few questions to ask you clearly."

Hearing her calling him by name and surname, the corners of the man's eyes twitched slightly, but the expression on Jun's face didn't change much, he just said indifferently, "You ask."

"Do you know what kind of Gu you have? What special symptoms do you usually have? What is the frequency of attacks?"

Cang Yanlei met her questioning gaze, secretly thinking whether to tell her about his shrinking, moved his lips, but before he could speak, Biyue's urgent voice suddenly came from the door, "Miss, it's not good! That Zhao..."

When she saw that not only her own lady was sitting in front of the table, she immediately changed her words, "Princess, after that bastard Zhao Yanxuan returned, the villain must have complained first. Zhao Shangshu went to the palace early this morning to arrange us in front of the emperor, and wanted the emperor to govern us." sin!"

Feng Qingcheng cast a sideways glance at the man sitting opposite her, "And then? What does the emperor say?"

"The emperor, Shengming, knew that Zhao Yanxuan was nothing, so he dismissed Zhao Shangshu in a few words. Zhao Shangshu didn't give up, and now he went to Fengfu again, threatening to seek an explanation from the general!"

"The person who hurt his son is clearly here, so why did he go to the general's mansion?" Feng Qingcheng snorted coldly, with an unconcealable mockery in his eyes and tone, "Let him go, anyway, my father is not a soft persimmon , he can’t be favored by a civil servant.”

Only then did Biyue calm down, she nodded in response, "Princess Wang is right."

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At the gate of Feng Mansion, Zhao Shangshu got out of the carriage and rushed straight in.

The guard in front of the door immediately stopped him, "Stop..."

Zhao Zhiyi raised his hand to brush them away, but after a lot of effort, the two guards remained motionless.

He was very angry, blowing his beard and glaring, "Open your dog eyes wide and take a good look, I'm the one you can stop me?"

The guard said blankly, "The general has an order, and anyone who visits must pass it on."

"You, you guys dare to be so presumptuous in front of me? Sure enough, there are all kinds of dogs like masters!" Zhao Zhiyi went crazy, his face was livid, and he yelled at the door, "Feng Yuan! You You are a shrinking turtle, if you have the ability to come out and argue with the old man face to face!"

He scolded at the door for a long time, his voice became hoarse, but there was no one to respond. It took nearly half an hour to do this before a young man came out to pass the message, "Master Zhao, I'm really sorry, my general left the house early in the morning. Yes. If you have anything to do with him, I can tell you the younger one."

Zhao Zhiyi's face was so dark that he couldn't see it on the spot, dare he bark like a mad dog at the door for a long time, but the old man Fengyuan is not there?
He ignored the boy, and sneered coldly, "Don't think that Feng Yuan hides from people, and I have nothing to do with him! I won't let the Zhao family explain this matter to us! Hmph!"

"Master Zhao, go slowly!" The servant watched him leave angrily, turned around and went back to the front hall, and said to Feng Yuan who was sitting in the hall drinking tea leisurely, "General, Master Zhao has already left."

Feng Yuan narrowed his eyes, nodded in satisfaction, "En."

He didn't notice that Feng Qingyin, who was wrapped in a black robe, was standing outside the hall, witnessing the farce just now, with deep thought in her eyes.

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