Mrs. Prime Minister

Chapter 253
The common people were persuaded by Feng Lanjin one by one, and the people in black around Zhao Qian were only ordered to help Zhao Qian intercept and kill Feng Lanjin. These people were temporarily transferred from afar, and they didn't know The person he wanted to assassinate was Feng Lanjin, and he broke out in a cold sweat when he heard the bustling people calling Xiang Ye and looked at each other in blank dismay.

The horror in their hearts can almost overwhelm them.

I finally understood why Zhao Qian wanted them to assassinate them with their faces covered and wearing night clothes... So that's it!
Without much saliva, these people put down their weapons and surrendered one by one.

Feng Lanjin asked the soldiers to put all the men in black who participated in the assassination today into prisons, while Zhao Qian was tied up tightly and thrown into the woodshed by Qingluan at will.

It was already late at night after Feng Lanjin appeased the people and persuaded them to leave, and the other courtyard was no longer able to accommodate people. Just now, Feng Lanjin asked Jiang Mo to lead someone to raid the Governor's Mansion overnight.It happened that a large group of them were not easy to accommodate, so they went back to the Governor's Mansion together.

It's still the same room as before, and now I come back here with a completely different mood.

It was already late at night when the house completely calmed down, and there was a long and heavy sound of clappers coming from the deep alley, and Genggu looked at it three times, and it was already the third watch.

When they arrived in the room, both Feng Lanjin and Yun Qing breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Having been busy for a whole day, Yun Qing hadn't rested for a long time, she was already exhausted, she collapsed on the bed as soon as her body went limp, and she didn't want to get up.

"Hmm..." Her eyes were sleepy, and she closed her eyes in a daze, "Feng Lanjin, the beds here are so hard, not as comfortable as at home..."

Feng Lanjin walked over pushing the wheelchair, gently adjusted her posture, and let her rest. Hearing this, her heart softened, and there was a slight softness between her eyebrows and eyes.

Gently pulled off the white jade crown on her head, let down her long hair, and gently placed one hand on her lower abdomen, he smiled softly, "Be patient, we can go back in two days." home."

Yun Qing let out a dazed "um" and then gradually calmed down, becoming silent again.

Feng Lanjin asked Qingluan to bring warm water, and he gently took off her clothes and wiped her body gently.Her skin is as delicate and smooth as cream, and under the dim light, it glows softly like warm jade, which looks very alluring.

It is rare for Feng Lanjin to face her like this without a trace of desire. Seeing her frowning even in deep sleep, he only has deep pity in his heart.

Gently smoothed her slightly wrinkled brows, and printed a soft kiss on her smooth forehead.

In her sleep, Yun Qing seemed to feel the comfortable feeling of the warm cloth being wiped on her body, she let out a long breath, and slightly relaxed her frown.

Feng Lanjin smiled softly, and after helping her wipe her body, she was careful not to wake her up, put on a white coat for her, and then tucked up the quilt for her, but she didn't go to bed and rested, but gently blew out The light in the room signaled Qingluan to protect her, and then pushed the wheelchair out of the room.

The moment he left the room, the softness and relief between his brows faded from his face, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, forming a cold and sharp line.

Jiang Mo didn't rest either, and waited in the yard early, watching Feng Lanjin slowly come out of the house pushing the wheelchair, his brows flashed, and a strange light gleamed faintly in his eyes.

"Master Xiang..." He considered his words, but he still didn't know how to speak, so he could only mention vaguely, "Master Xiang came to the south of the Yangtze River this time to provide disaster relief. Madam should wait in the capital. When Master Xiang married Miss Yun It can be said that the momentum is huge, presumably Xiangye has great respect for Mrs. Zun..."

A smile flashed across Feng Lanjin's eyes, "That's natural!"

"So Xiangye should pay more attention to his words and deeds. I am not a talkative person, but if you want others to know, you have to do nothing about it. I am afraid that sooner or later it will reach the ears of Mrs. Yun Qing. ..." Jiang Mo really admired Feng Lanjin, so he didn't want him to be pointed out by the world in the future, so he came here to mention him.

Thinking that he was not married at the age of 26, his eyes gradually became clear.

Feng Lanjin laughed dumbfounded.

"Master Jiang, do you know my wife's boudoir name?"

"Uh..." Jiang Mo's brows twitched. He didn't know why Feng Lanjin changed the subject so abruptly. He frowned but still answered lightly, "I heard that Mrs. Ling's boudoir name is Yunqing..." He suddenly stopped talking , as if he suddenly remembered something, he stared at Feng Lanjin with wide eyes.

Yun Qing.

Yunqing!

He turned his head in shock, only to see that Feng Lanjin's eyes were full of tenderness.

Jiang Mo was extremely shocked. He didn't expect that Feng Lanjin would take Yun Qing with him on such an important matter as an envoy to Jiangnan. What surprised him even more was that the handsome "Yun Qing" had once made him admire many times. Yun Qing" turned out to be her and not him!
"Mrs. Zun is really a woman who doesn't give way to a man!"

Jiang Mo sighed sincerely.

"Master Jiang, she concealed her identity and followed me to Jiangnan, this matter..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Xiang, the next official will keep his mouth shut."

"Thank you, Master Jiang."

While talking and laughing, the two had already reached a remote hut, where Zhao Qian was imprisoned.

When Feng Lanjin and Jiang Mo arrived at the door of the house, they restrained all expressions on their faces. Jiang Mo pushed open the door of the house. This is a relatively simple and uninhabited small house. There is nothing in the house. Zhao Qian They were tied up like zongzi, and even their mouths were stuffed tightly with a white cloth.

Seeing Feng Lanjin and Jiang Mo coming in, he glanced at them indifferently against the moonlight, then lowered his head very coldly, as if he didn't see them.

Feng Lanjin smiled faintly, pushed the wheelchair into the house, Jiang Mo then walked into the house, but the door of the room was not closed.

Entering the room, Feng Lanjin pulled off the cloth ball from Zhao Qian's mouth, and looked at him with a very cold look. Zhao Qian originally planned to smash the jar, no matter how tortured Feng Lanjin was, he would never admit everything. However, in his silent but secretly sharp eyes, sweat gradually emerged from his forehead.

The room was dead silent.

Finally, Zhao Qian couldn't bear it any longer, and said in a low voice, desperately, "You can kill as much as you want, but I don't know anything."

Feng Lanjin remained calm, unmoved.

But clapped his hands.

Mo Xuan, dressed in black, stepped out.

Feng Lanjin nodded to him.

Mo Xuan took out a large stack of letter papers from the skirt of his clothes, and slapped Zhao Qian's face. Finally, Zhao Qian couldn't keep his composure, and a trace of panic and panic finally flashed through him.

(End of this chapter)