Transmigrated Princess

Dong Feipeng's attitude was respectful: "girl, well, I'll send you a message. The girl will go back to the house first and wait. The prince is busy tonight. He should be able to go back to the house and have dinner with the girl in time."

Sue took a sip of tea in the evening.

Her face was cold and calm.

Dong Feipeng looked at her as if she was unreasonable and had a little temper.

She simply let him misunderstand, "you help me deliver the letter and ask him to put down his priorities and don't do anything. I'll wait for him here. If he thinks the priorities are more important, he can't come."

Dong Feipeng looked embarrassed. "This... Girl, if you say so, the Lord is afraid to be angry."

Su Xiangwan looked at him: "I'm not afraid he's angry."

Dong Feipeng thought that she was mostly proud of her pet.

He has seen too many such things. Thinking that the Lord liked her, he gradually lost his sense of propriety.

He who is going to die can't be stopped.

He shook his head in his heart and said, "villain, I'll help the girl deliver the letter."

Dong Feipeng turned and went out.

Su Xiangwan said again behind his back, "shopkeeper Dong, please convey it word for word. Today, whether the Lord comes or not, you have done your part. I won't embarrass you."

Su Xiangwan is highly regarded by Dong Feipeng now, not because of herself.

But because Zhao Rongxian likes her, she wears a hat of "Lord's Woman".

She has no airs, and she never disdains to rely on her pet to commit murder.

Dong Feipeng's duty is to help her. It's his duty not to help her. This is not in his scope of work. Su Xiangwan carried it clearly and made it clear that he won't have a burden.

In the future, if she can let Dong Feipeng convince her and listen to her, that's her ability.

Dong Feipeng was stunned for a moment. Then he said, "thank you, girl."

He went to the door and closed it.

In his impression, Miss Su is very nice.

It's selfish. I want to persuade Su Xiangwan not to lose his temper with the Lord. These are useless Kung Fu. If you annoy the Lord and dislike him, it's not beautiful.

It's hard for the prince to have a pleasant person around him who doesn't make trouble. Therefore, the prince is not a good tempered person. It's impossible to expect him to be soft when he makes trouble.

But he looked at Su Xiangwan's face and thought she couldn't listen, so he gave up.

"I'm afraid this face will be torn when this message is sent out."

He sighed, knowing that it was impossible for Zhao Rongxian to put down her important affairs and come back because of her one or two words.

Dong Feipeng knows what Zhao Rongxian is busy at this meeting.

This Miss Su can't compare with the prince's business. She's afraid she's going to be disappointed.

He thought so, and soon sent a message according to Su Xiangwan's intention.

After the letter went out, Dong Feipeng had planned to be angry with Zhao Rongxian's temperament, and would probably turn a blind eye.

He had planned to sink into the sea without reply, but he saw that the servant sent another letter.

This is not a message, but a letter written by Zhao Rongxian himself.

Dong Feipeng was startled and hurriedly sent the letter in.

The paper is warm and the ink will dry in the future.

Su Xiangwan opened it and left it. She got up to go.

Dong Feipeng knew it was going to be worse when he looked at her face. He hurriedly advised: "why don't you go back to the house first, girl? If the prince doesn't come, it's designated to be busy. Business matters, doesn't it..."

Su Xiangwan smiled. "Shopkeeper Dong doesn't have to be in such a hurry. Am I the kind of unreasonable person?"

"That's right." Dong Feipeng looked at her appearance and thought she was a top talkative and good tempered person. "The girl is so sensible that the villain can rest assured. After all, the prince is not an ordinary person. The girl also needs to be more considerate of his situation. The more considerate you are, the more the prince likes you."

In Prince Yu's residence, she would be nothing without the love of the Lord.

Su Xiangwan patted him on the shoulder, which startled Dong Feipeng.

"Thank you for telling me that he hasn't entered the palace yet." a glimmer flashed in her eyes. "I will remember that shopkeeper Dong helped me."

Dong Feipeng turned pale.

Zhao Rongxian can freely receive the message, and then reply to the letter in person to prove that he will not be in the palace.

He had thought Su Xiangwan was really unreasonable. Unexpectedly, she still had this temptation.

What surprised him most was that Su Xiangwan actually knew that Zhao Rong was going to enter the palace.

She seems to know everything.

"This... This... Miss Su, don't be silly."

Dong Feipeng immediately came. She was going to block people at the gate of the palace.

"Miss Su, listen to my advice. Don't do anything stupid. When you see the Lord at night, you can say it in detail. If you stop it, there will be no room for maneuver..."

Su Xiangwan went straight out.

"If I don't stop, there's really no room for maneuver."

She left Dong Feipeng alone.

Dong Feipeng was afraid of an accident. He quickly sent a message to Zhao Rongxian and went out in person to keep up with Su Xiangwan.

He was afraid that things would come to a bad end.

Su Xiangwan seemed to know that he would follow up. He didn't say anything. Instead, he was very comfortable and ordered: "since shopkeeper Dong wants to follow up and help, I don't respect it."

Dong Feipeng's scalp is numb.

He found Su Xiangwan difficult.

If he doesn't help deal with this matter, I'm afraid he won't be able to get away with it.

The gate of the imperial city is heavily guarded.

The sun was burning and it was hot to breathe.

Su Xiangwan opened the curtain and looked out.

This is her first time to the edge of the imperial city. Because there are many guards, she can only be far away.

She looks at the high walls and red tiles, which is similar to the film and television city. It won't have any special feeling.

I just felt that the air from the imperial city was chilly under the scorching sun.

It's like eating people there.

Dong Feipeng took a handkerchief and wiped sweat on the side of the carriage.

I don't know whether the sweat is cold or hot. He is still persuading: "Lord, it's not necessary to enter the palace. Girl, if you don't go back to the house to have a rest, use some iced sugar water to reduce your anger..."

Su Xiangwan seemed unheard of. She walked in a trance.

When Dong Feipeng said almost, she handed him tea: "say so much, it's dry mouth."

Dong Feipeng knew that she didn't listen to a word.

Before he could sigh, he saw a carriage coming from a distance.

The carriage was a very familiar style. In the dazzling sun, the emblem of the king of Henan glittered, reflecting a somewhat frightening edge.

Dong Feipeng raised his heart.

"Wang... The Lord is coming."

Su Xiangwan was in no hurry.

She waited for the carriage to come.

I don't know how many days I haven't seen you.

Su Xiangwan watched Zhao Rongxian get down from the carriage. There was a faint smell of fatigue in his eyebrows, which was enough to see that he didn't sleep well these days.

But the tired breath was soon buried under the cool and thin fierce color.

He was dressed in official clothes to enter the palace, neat and arrogant.

Zhao Rongxian came over and looked at her for a while at the side of the carriage.

Dong Feipeng was so frightened that he didn't even dare to open his mouth to reconcile the atmosphere.

He looked at Zhao Rongxian's face and couldn't be more ugly.

Su Xiangwan is about to suffer.

Unexpectedly, her tone was very relaxed: "Zhao Rongxian, my birthday today."