First Daughter is so charming: Your Majesty, you are poisonous

In the prince's house, Feng Yici's face was gloomy, and his peacetime elegance and composure were very different: "you are really a group of waste!"

"Your Highness, calm down."

The governor of the prefecture knelt heavily on the ground, sweating all over: "that's the eighth prince, and there's the emperor's will. There's no way to lower the official!

"Get out!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The ghost like silence was restored in the room again. Feng Yici clenched his fist and almost squeezed out words from his teeth: "come on, prepare a horse. Your highness will go and see it in person."

"Yes, your highness."

Half an hour later, Feng Yici's horse and Ning Fu's carriage met at the gate of the city. They saw that they were their sweetheart. Ning shandie's eyes lit up: "Your Highness, you are also here."

There was a flash of surprise at the bottom of his eyes. Feng Yizhi frowned. Why is Ning's carriage here? Is Ning xieyue also inside?

"Your Highness, these people won't let us in."

Ning shandie's aggrieved flat mouth: "my mother, my sister and I have been waiting here for a long time. Will your highness help us talk about love?"

Feng also said goodbye, sister? It's Ning Xiyue!

Thinking of this possibility, Feng Yici looked a little slower: "come on, let Ningfu carriage pass."

When the prince spoke, naturally no one dared to refute and resist, and the carriage of Ning House passed in this way.

Ning shandie blushed and looked at Feng Yici's eyes full of worship and admiration.

The prince's promise is so happy. Does it prove that the prince likes her too! Thinking of this, Ning shandie's whole heart jumped up.

Feng Huayin soon got the news. When he came out, it turned out that the Ning family and Feng Yici came.

"Hehe, your highness is really considerate of the people." Feng Jun shook his fan and smiled gently. I really answered that sentence. Strangers are like jade. Childe is unparalleled in the world.

"Nature."

Feng Yici's face was calm. Unexpectedly, this Fengjun was also there. It seems that fenghuayin has stood on the same line with Fengjun.

Although this Fengjun usually only likes poetry, songs and Fu and sightseeing, he is a prince. Now he unconditionally supports fenghuayin, which makes fengyici feel an unprecedented danger.

Feng Huayin must not be stronger than himself! absolutely!

At the moment of seeing Feng Huayin, Ning Jiahe's whole heart was immersed, and the silk handkerchief in his hand was tightly intertwined.

My mother always said that the crown prince was better than Feng Huayin, but when the two stood together today, Ning Jiahe felt that Feng Huayin's domineering and cold charm were unmatched by the crown prince.

Feng Huayin frowned and his eyes were cold. He hated this kind of eyes.

"I heard that the officers and soldiers of the state capital were detained by you?"

Feng Yici mentioned the words, with a slightly unhappy attitude in his tone: "these people are the responsibility, you shouldn't be so."

"Your Highness."

Feng Hua Yin's thin lips were light and his voice was indifferent: "this king is also his duty. Since the crown prince is here today, don't leave for a short time. Oh, by the way, so are aunt Lu's third mother and daughter. "

Hearing the speech, Feng Yizhi frowned: "what does the eighth Lord mean by this?"

Also curious are Lu Wen's three mother and daughter. Can't they leave?

"Yes."

The thin lips gently raised an unidentified radian, and Feng Huayin then said: "the doctor just found out that these refugees had the plague, and the plague spread in a special way through human contact and breathing. Just now, the king's soldiers had contact with the refugees, and you had contact with the soldiers, so..."

The words are not finished, but the meaning is already obvious and can no longer be obvious.

That is, you may have been infected!

"How is this possible?"

Ning shandie opened her eyes in shock and suddenly changed her face when she thought that she had just pushed and shouted with the guard.

Shit, did she get the plague, too?

"How long can your highness leave?" Feng Yi was expressionless. He knew that he had not been infected at all, nor had he been in contact with anyone suffering from the plague.

"After the doctor treated the prince."

Feng Hua Yin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly: "come and arrange a tent for his Highness the prince."

"No, your highness will go by himself."

Once the sleeve robe was thrown, Feng also left without expression.

Feng Huayin's eyes moved slightly and looked at Lu Wen's mother and daughter: "please, three!"

Lu Wen was so regretful that he pulled the corners of his mouth and followed the guard.

When passing by Feng Huayin, Ning Jiahe paused: "eighth Lord, I'm really bothering you."

Feng Huayin frowned, his face remained unchanged, and his tone was still cold and strange: "it's just my duty."

Is this man always so cold? Ning Jiahe has red eyes. He is not worse than Ning xieyue. Why is this man only good to Ning xieyue?

With a complicated mood, he returned to the temporary tent. As soon as he entered, Lu Wen grabbed his hand. Ning Jiahe raised his head, frowned and said, "Mom, did you say that Ning Xiyue didn't come with me because you knew in advance that there was a plague here?"

"Impossible!"

Lu Wen's face sank: "even the general, your Highness the prince doesn't know there is a plague here. How can you know that Ning Xiyue doesn't go out of the gate and doesn't step out? This time it's just our bad luck. "

"Probably!"

Ning Jiahe nodded and thought what Lu Wen said was very reasonable.

Ning Xiyue has been staying in the house for several days and never went out. It's impossible to know about the plague. Maybe they shouldn't come this time!

"Mother, elder sister, what should we do?"

At the thought of just having contact with those soldiers, Ning shandie's small face was even more pale and colorless. She knew this would happen. She wouldn't come if she killed her.

Lu Wen frowned: "it's all coming. Let's send things to the refugees first. Anyway, we have to do a full set of drama."

"My mother is right."

Ning Jiahe nodded. What he thought was to have a good contact with Feng Huayin by sending something to let him see his good.

But the fact is very different from what Ning Jiahe thought. When she sent the food, what she saw was not Feng Hua Yin's tall and handsome posture, but groups of crying and dirty refugees.

The food they brought was quickly robbed, but these people seemed not enough and kept shouting for food.

"It seems that these people are hungry."

Lu Wen frowned and felt a chill in his heart.

These people are crazy. They only have food in their eyes, like bandits.

"Ah, don't touch me."

Ning shandie covered her skirt with black fingerprints, and her pretty face was full of panic: "Mom, give them the silver quickly."

Lu Wen nodded and immediately took out the silver he had brought.

But these refugees are already hungry. For them, silver is dung and soil, and food is the most important.

"We want food, we want food."

Waving Lu Wen's hand, a dark man grabbed landing Wen's wrist and shouted angrily, "didn't you come to deliver food? Where's the food, where's the food! "

Lu Wen was so frightened that his face suddenly changed. Looking at his two daughters, he couldn't be better.

"Go away!"