The beauty is endless

Chapter 15 True and False
Murong Qi didn't change his face when he said these words, but Wei Nange almost choked a mouthful of hot tea down his throat. Her performance today was a little too extraordinary, it was almost penetrating.

As expected, Feng Yuan was someone who had seen big scenes before, and he was not annoyed when he heard the words. He just nodded towards Murong Qi, said "Your Majesty is very polite", then stretched out his hand to pull the woman in purple to her side, and put it in her ear. After saying something, although the woman's face was still expressionless, there was a hint of a smile in her eyes, which seemed shy and coquettish, which immediately made that ordinary face come alive.

Murong Qi whispered to Young Master Ji again: "Look, Ah Che, the girl next to him is not as beautiful as mine. I'm definitely the one who won this time, right?"

Wei Nange who accidentally heard: "..."

Mr. Ji's eyes turned around Feng Yuan and the purple-clothed woman, narrowed his eyes slightly, and snorted softly. The coldness and gloomyness in his eyes made Lord Xinjun pat his forehead a little too much, and pressed down on his forehead. On his shoulder, he said in a low voice: "Don't be restless, hero, I know that Mr. Feng deserves to be beaten up very much, but he is my guest after all, can you give me some face?"

For a while, all the servants in the flower hall retreated, and finally even the two enchanting women beside Murong Qi left.Seeing this, Feng Yuan tactfully asked the shopkeeper to bring four women holding incense to leave, and there were only six people left in the huge flower hall.

Only then did Murong Qi pick up the teacup, and said with a smile: "These two are my good friends. I heard that I invited Mr. Feng to be a guest today, so I begged me to bring them to open my eyes. I really have no choice but to do so. If you follow them, don't blame the Palace Master."

Wei Nange: "Hehehe..."

The veins on Ji Gongzi's forehead throbbed faintly.

Feng Yuan then bowed back: "Feng Yuan doesn't know martial arts, so he can't do without these two personal guards for a moment, please don't blame me, my lord."

"My king occasionally caught a cold and had rashes on his face, so he had to cover his face with a gauze. Don't blame the palace master."

"Feng Yuan is ugly, so he used a mask to cover it, so as not to scare others, please don't blame me, my lord."

The two pretended to be in love for a while, and another servant knocked on the door and brought cakes.Feng Yuan took it with everyone calmly, without any hesitation or precaution, but he really had nothing to guard against. Feng Yougong is an expert in using incense, and all incense and poisonous incense are incense, so he is naturally not afraid Someone poisoned him.

Murong Qi relied on the knowledge he had temporarily learned from Wei Nange during this period, and he was able to chat with Feng Yuan about all kinds of spices, and the two seemed to be very speculative. , personally wrote the pen, dipped in thick ink, and if Palace Master Fengyuan said the same, she wrote the same, and wrote a list full.After finishing writing with great difficulty, the last stroke was drawn lightly with the wrist, and a touch of lightness emerged, which was the last stroke of the word "Jiu" in "Murong Jiu".

After finishing writing, she picked up the list, looked at it for a while, and was about to put it down, when her hand shook for some reason, knocking over the porcelain bowl filled with clear water, the porcelain bowl fell to the ground, and immediately shattered into blue and white flowers.

Wei Nange has been frowning since Murong Qi started to splash ink, until this moment, until he saw the last stroke of the word "Jiu", his eyes suddenly froze, he stood up hastily, and said anxiously: "Wait... ..."

However, it was too late.

The sound of broken porcelain was like an invisible command, the lingering sound has not yet dissipated, and the accident has already happened.The three walls in the flower hall fell down with a bang, hundreds of soldiers jumped out of the mezzanine behind the wall, the shining blade brought out a sense of aura, at the same time, the door was also knocked open, a group of soldiers with long swords Soldiers with spears swarmed in at the same pace, and in a blink of an eye, the huge flower hall was completely surrounded. There are layers of spears and knives, and maybe there are bows and arrows in the garden. The positioning is precise and the cooperation is tacit. start.

The appearance of the black armor and black scarf, the imposing manner of a wolf like a tiger, is the legendary Seventeenth Battalion of the Imperial Guard.But in front of him stood a red shadow with his chest folded, it was Miss Shan, the deputy commander.

The cheerfulness suddenly turned into a saber-rattling, but except for Wei Nange who stood up and the young man who stood up and stood in front of Feng Yuan, no one else seemed to react.

Young Master Ji just raised his eyes to take a look, then lowered his head again, the corner of his eyes was always staring at Feng Yuan and the woman in purple beside him; as for Feng Yuan, he only smiled slightly, Reaching out to push aside the guards in front of him, he whispered: "It's okay, step back first."

As the instigator, Lord Xinjun looked at this, and then at that, and found that there was nothing exciting to watch, so he curled his lips in disappointment, and was about to go back with the list that was not yet dry. When he was beside Yuan, suddenly a purple shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and a good-looking hand grabbed him in the chest. The speed was extremely fast. He flipped over and pinched his neck again.

Murong Qi, who was supposed to take the sneak attack as a piece of cake, now just dodges blindly, yelling: "Ah Che, help."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Yuan's fingertips had almost brushed against the white cloth on his chest, he leaned back hastily, his collar was grabbed by someone, he couldn't help but took several steps back, and managed to stand still , only to find that the black-clothed Young Master Ji who had been watching coldly just now was standing in front of him, firmly holding Feng Yuan's arm with one hand.

He immediately bent his phoenix eyes: "I knew you would not leave me alone, Ache."

Young Master Ji ignored him, and he didn't know if it was because he was too lazy to pay attention to him, or because he was busy with Feng Yuan's secret rivalry, and he didn't know how many undercurrents were turbulent in the seemingly calm blocking.

A sly gleam of unknown reason flashed in Lord Xinjun Wang's eyes, he suddenly turned around, waved to Wei Nange who was still standing behind him with a frown, and said with a smile: "Lord Wei, don't be nervous, I will do whatever you want me to do." It’s all done, let’s leave it to the soldiers of the [-]th Battalion, how about we drink tea and chat?”

What he said was not light or heavy, just enough for everyone to hear.

Hearing this, Wei Nange's eyes tightened slightly, but he quickly recovered his gentle smile, as if the dazzling swords and stagnant atmosphere around him didn't exist.

He stepped forward, stood still in front of Prince Xin, and asked, "When did the prince come back?"

Prince Xin narrowed his phoenix eyes, and laughed twice: "What does Lord Wei mean? Isn't this king always by your side?"

However, Wei Nange answered irrelevantly and asked: "After all, Qiqi has little experience and is ignorant, and I am always worried that she will make some mistakes. Now that the prince is here in person, it is the best, and it saves a lot of twists and turns."

After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands lightly, Miss Shan received his signal, split her hands, and the surrounding black armored army quickly divided into two teams, enclosing the three of Fengyuan and King Xin respectively, the spears in the inner circle Pressing another step, it was a posture that he would not let anyone go.

Because of this commotion, Feng Yuan and Young Master Ji, who were originally stalemate, let go of their hands. Two bodyguards, a man and a woman, flew to protect Feng Yuan. The woman in purple glanced at Wei Nange who was outside the crowd, and was stunned for a moment. , and turned his head again, covering up the complicated confusion in his eyes.

In the chaotic scene, people with different concerns were thinking about their own calculations. There was only one pair of eyes with glazed eyes, and she glanced over with her inconspicuous movements, and then locked Wei Nange firmly. .

"Master Wei, what does this mean?"

Ji Gongzi's voice was still very cold, without any emotion, but with a kind of coercion that only people who are used to giving orders have.

Hearing the words, King Xinjun next to him hurriedly said, "Yes, Brother Wei, you begged me to help lead out Palace Master Feng before, but it's fine if you don't thank me now, and you still surround me with so many people, isn't it? Do you want to be the one who crossed the river and demolished the bridge? It was in vain that I trusted you so much, you you...you let me down so much..."

As he spoke, he covered his face with a folding fan that he conjured up from nowhere. Although his tone was sad, there was a faint smile hidden in his eyes covered by the fan.

In a word, he is well versed in the way of sowing dissension and fearing that the world will not be chaotic, which immediately attracts a lot of attention.

Wei Nange's tone was still gentle as usual, but his eyes gradually turned cold, and said: "Before His Highness the Crown Prince ascended the throne, there were many things he wanted to chat with the prince, but the prince has been very busy, and he always shirks his invitations in various ways. Zhao Yin was just about to ask the head of Feng You Palace about the private purchase of spices by concubines in the harem to confuse the palace, so I meddled in my own business and invited the two together."

Just as Wei Nange expected, the Prince Xin in front of him is the real Murong Jiu, not the Murong Qi he pretended to be before!

The charm of the last stroke of the character "Jiu" cannot be learned by others anyway.

No wonder he had to wear a veil to cover his face, no wonder he didn't talk to him very much since he entered the door - no matter how similar two people are, there will always be subtle differences.

It's just that he understood it a step too late after all.

When did Murong Jiu return to Beijing, when did he replace Murong Qi, and where is Murong Qi now?At that moment, there were too many problems, and he didn't have time to think about them. The only thing that was certain was that the situation could not continue to develop.

A plan does not allow any unexpected variables, not to mention, there are already too many variables in this matter.

As expected, Murong Jiu's words pushed him to the cusp of the storm, to the opposite side of Feng Yuan. Compared with that girl whose nickname was "Qi Qi", the real Prince Xin is much more difficult to deal with.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to tell the whole story, so that chaos can be added to chaos, and no one can get rid of it.

After Wei Nange finished speaking, Feng Yuan, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, and sighed leisurely: "Before I came to the appointment today, I always felt that something was wrong, but I didn't expect such an unimaginable change. Now being taken advantage of in vain, I really don't know whether to cry or laugh."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and leaned into the ear of the woman in purple, "Yan Ran, what do you think?"

The woman in purple was slightly startled, and said: "Don't be unhappy, I'll beat them up to vent your anger, okay?"

Her voice is sweet and soft, quite different from her rigid appearance, her tone is obviously coquettish, but the corners of her mouth are very stiff, which looks a bit weird, but Feng Yuan doesn't care, it seems to be very useful, gently " Hmm," said with a voice: "Then you have to be careful."

The girl drew a sword out of nowhere, and rushed towards the crowd of imperial guards.

Young Master Ji, who was separated from her by heavy swords, saw her every move, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, when Murong Jiu saw this, he tugged on his sleeve, gave him a wink, and turned to face her. Wei Nange asked, "Master Wei, what if I don't want to follow you?"

Wei Nange said: "My lord, His Royal Highness is not a beast, so he won't eat you."

But Murong Jiu shook his head: "If I obey the emperor's wishes, he will naturally not eat me, but I'm afraid I won't be able to go home from now on. If I don't obey his wishes..." He said very sadly. The fan tapped on the palm of his hand, "I haven't married a wife yet, so I don't want to end my children and grandchildren..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of ping-pong-pong from the crowd next door, and then he saw one after another of the black armor soldiers being thrown out like sacks.

Miss Shan, who was standing quietly in the corner, raised her eyebrows, pulled out her blade and jumped into the battle group. For a while, tables and chairs flew around, and shouts continued. Naturally, those who wanted to negotiate couldn't continue talking. up.

Murong Jiu raised his fan to cover his eyebrows, looked around the busiest place for a while, and sighed: "Master Wei, your people seem to be unable to catch Mr. Feng."

Wei Nange said indifferently: "It's okay, there are still a hundred archers in the courtyard, 100 people ambushed outside the courtyard, and another 200 people ambushed on the roads outside the mansion. In addition to the [-]th Battalion of Guards, I also asked the Jingji Battalion to borrow money." With some troops, it is enough to deal with it."

Murong looked at him for a while, then turned to whisper to Ji Che, and said unwillingly, "He threatened me."

At this moment, another black armored soldier was thrown out, and a gap was opened in the encirclement circle. In the middle of the crowd, Miss Shan, dressed in red, was fighting with the male guard next to Feng Yuan. out up and down.However, Feng Yuan stood there calmly, without even the slightest sign of making a move. The one who threw people like throwing a ball just now was the woman in purple who looked so delicate!

At this moment, she was pulling at a torn slit on the sleeve and looking at it for a while, and finally stretched out her hand, directly under Feng Yuan's nose, and said: "The clothes are broken."

Feng Yuan smiled and gently took her wrist into his palm, and said softly: "Hey, catch that young man in white over there, and I will add new clothes for you when you get back, and make as many as you want."

(End of this chapter)