Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 200 Rebellion

"Are you scared?" Feng Jiuyou asked lazily, her eyes locked on Ruan Mianmian's small face.

Ruan Mianmian chuckled, scared?

The brows raised slightly, Feng Jiuyou leaned on the grass behind with one hand, and looked at Ruan Mianmian lazily with one leg bent: "Aren't you afraid?"

Ruan Mianmian smiled brighter and did not answer.

Feng Jiuyou stopped talking, but looked at her with a lazy expression.

Ruan Mianmian raised her eyebrows slightly like him: "Are you afraid of death when you see dead people?"

Feng Jiuyou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled softly.His smile is not as wild and unruly as usual, but with a touch of tenderness.

Ruan Mianmian knew that he had indirectly admitted that she was Wu Ai, but from the day that Qingyin was executed, how could there be Ruan Mianmian in this world?

What's more, now, the Ruan Mansion is already in disaster.

It's not that she is ruthless, but that in the Ruan Mansion, except for her mother and second sister Ruan Qingqing, there is no one worthy of her care.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Ruan Mianmian asked, "Where's my mother? Will it become an invasion by the court?"

"And the second sister, what will happen to her?"

Feng Zixu was not involved in this matter, but Ruan Qingqing was the daughter of the Ruan family.If the court punishes the Nine Clans, Ruan Qingqing will naturally be among the Nine Clans.

Although my mother was taken away by Tian Zihao, if she knew that such a big event happened to the Ruan family, would she let her go?
Frowning slowly, Ruan Mianmian's eyes fell on Feng Jiuyou little by little.

Feng Jiuyou didn't speak, but looked at her quietly.

Ruan Mianmian pursed her lips, squeezed her fists, and finally turned her head away.

If Feng Zixu couldn't even protect his own woman, would he still be a man?

However, the days ahead will be difficult, but I believe that with Second Sister's temperament, there is definitely a place for her in the Third Prince's Mansion.

It's just mother, Ruan Mianmian's heart is in a mess.

She didn't know whether when Tianzihao took her mother away, whether her mother left voluntarily or with her thoughts on her mind.

Suddenly there was a hand on his shoulder, Feng Jiuyou looked sideways at Ruan Mianmian, and said lazily, "I can tell you that Tianzihao hid your mother very well, so far, even my people don't know about it. , where is she hiding?"

"Your second sister, you should know that there will be nothing wrong with Brother Sanhuang." Feng Jiuyou smiled slightly at this point, leaning his head on her shoulder: "Ruan Hua deserved what he deserved. He has been corrupt for so many years and broke the law. It’s time to report to the Palace of the King of Hell.”

"As for the crime?" With a deep look in his eyes, Feng Jiuyou jokingly said, "It won't be the crime of Zhu Jiu Clan. My favorite daughter accompanied him to report to the King of Hell. Ruan Hua should be grateful to me."

Ruan Mianmian pursed her lips and said with difficulty, "Grateful, he will be very grateful to you."

Feng Jiuyou caressed Ruan Mianmian's cheek, and frowned slightly, as if he was a little puzzled: "Since he was young, he never had you in his eyes. Are you sad that he has ended up like this?"

sad?

Ruan Mianmian wanted to laugh, what is there for Ruan Hua to be sad about?
Feng Jiuyou seemed to understand her mind, opened his arms and gently hugged her into his arms, a little casually gentle: "Let's go, it's time to go back and rest."

Ruan Mianmian did not refuse Feng Jiuyou's embrace, she nestled in his arms submissively and obediently, and let him carry her to the distant carriage.

The guards saw His Highness and the princess coming, and some guards came after them. Although they were curious about the princess's appearance, they still didn't dare to look up when they remembered the scene at the gate of the city.

For several days, Feng Jiuyou stayed in Bianhe City.It's just that the general Yang Muzhong who was following him didn't see him. After asking, he found out that Yang Muzhong had already led the army to the northwest border.

During the few days in Bianhe City, Ruan Mianmian discovered something.

There are many unfamiliar faces in the imperial guards of Bianhe City.He was extremely respectful to Feng Jiuyou, but it was clearly not the group of people who came that day.

Could it be that there is still Feng Jiuyou's army in Bianhe City?
If that was the case, Ruan Mianmian panicked, Feng Jiuyou was too scary.

This doubt was only in her mind for one night, but when she saw a person the next day, she understood it.

Why was Feng Jiuyou so determined and assured that Yang Muzhong could capture Feng Chengao with a single sentence.

Not only because of Yang Muzhong, but also because the third prince, Feng Zixu, who was supposed to be in Nanjun, unexpectedly appeared in Bianhe City.

Ruan Mianmian was sitting on the imperial concubine chair by the pool in the courtyard basking in the sun, not far away were Feng Zixu and Feng Jiuyou, chatting while drinking.

When Feng Zixu appeared in Bianhe City, the guards guarding in the distance were extremely respectful to him, but with just one look from Feng Zixu, the guards knew what to do.

With such a move, the doubts in Ruan Mianmian's heart were suddenly resolved.

Feng Zixu and Feng Jiuyou actually joined forces.

Looking back at the pool in front of her, Ruan Mianmian squinted slightly, closing her eyes to rest her mind.

After a bloody fight outside Bianhe City, the weather was clear, and suddenly it rained one day.

Jingling City, which is not very far away from Bianhe City, is also surrounded by lightning and thunder.

Emperor Feng Zhao leaned on the dragon couch, holding a memorial in his hand, his face pale with anger.

Feng Chang Xihou was on the side, no emotion could be seen on his handsome face.It's just that his eyes will occasionally glance across Emperor Feng Zhao's face inadvertently, always paying attention to the changes in the mood of the emperor who is over half a hundred years old and has worked hard day and night.

"Cough cough cough..."

After a deep cough, Emperor Feng Zhao ruthlessly threw the memorial aside.Looking up at the guards kneeling in the hall, his voice was hoarse and low: "Fifth Prince, have you been executed?"

The guard is Yang Muzhong's personal guard, and he said respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Emperor Feng Zhao's furious face was slightly distorted, he clenched his fists tightly, and after a while he said angrily: "This traitor deserves it!"

"Cough cough cough..."

"emperor!"

Dequan was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward and patted Emperor Feng Zhaodi on the back.

Emperor Feng Zhao waved his hand, signaling Dequan to back down.

In the deeply sunken eye sockets, those eyes are still sharp.

Looking at the guard, Emperor Feng Zhao said in a low voice: "Where is Yang Aiqing now? Where are His Royal Highness and Concubine Nine?"

The guard replied respectfully: "Returning to the emperor, General Yang has already led the army to the northwest border, and the army in front has already moved out. It should have contacted the garrison on the northwest border by now."

"His Highness Ninth and Concubine Ninth are still in Bianhe City. General Yang said that this time, His Highness Fifth was able to be captured in one fell swoop. The two Highnesses have contributed a lot, especially His Highness Ninth."

Emperor Feng Zhao raised his eyes: "Your Highnesses, have you contributed a lot?"

The guard took out a secret letter from his pocket, quickly passed it to Dequan, and said respectfully: "General Yang said, the emperor will understand after reading this."

Emperor Feng Zhao glanced at the sealed letter, glanced at the guard, looked at Feng Changxi and said: "Okay, it's none of your business here, go down."

The guard nodded and quickly backed out.

Emperor Feng Zhao hesitated for a moment, looked at Feng Changxi and said: "Changxi, I am fine, you can go back first. After a while, when everything is understood, I will have a good talk with you."

Feng Changxi nodded slightly and backed out.

"It's a bit dark." Emperor Feng Zhao said in a hoarse voice.

Dequan hurriedly turned around and opened the curtain a little.

Emperor Feng Zhao waved his hand, motioning for him to leave too.

In the entire bedroom, only Emperor Feng Zhao was left.

After reading the secret letter in his hand, Emperor Feng Zhao slowly showed a slight smile on his slightly vicissitudes face.

(End of this chapter)