You are my spoiled wife: divine doctor concubine

There's no way for flowers to look for color. They can only obey orders for a time. They hate their teeth itching in their hearts.

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Prince Yu's residence is brightly lit up and down.

Hua xunshe sneaked in quietly with the letter, slipped up and down the palace for half a circle, and finally found cangyue Yu in the study.

Cang Yueyu is sitting at his desk all night dealing with government affairs. He is a little busy. The spies sent have not found any clues about the secret force, and even Shen Ruoyun has not heard anything.

"Lord, tea." The maid knocked on the door and brought tea in.

"Let it go and get out." Cang Yueyu didn't look up and his eyes fell on the open secret letter.

"Yes!" The maidservant put down the tray in her hand, bowed her head and withdrew.

At this time, a slight noise suddenly came from the window.

Cang Yueyu looked up reflexively and saw a letter in the window.

Cang Yue frowned and immediately got up and walked over. While taking down the letter, he opened the window and looked out.

Outside the window, it was dark, and there was nothing but a few insects and frogs.

Cang Yueyu frowned again, quickly opened the letter and looked down.

Juanxiu's handwriting, a few words, concise and to the point, carries the tone of command, "Cang Yueyu, see you in the East Wing building, out of date, Fengyu."

When the last two words came into the bottom of her eyes, Cang Yueyu suddenly tightened her hand holding the letter, and there was a fire burning in her eyes. Good Fengyu. At the same time, Cang Yueyu was inevitably surprised. At that moment, he didn't notice that someone appeared by the window. Unexpectedly, there were such skilled people under the hands of a woman who didn't go out of the door.

So it seems that what she said before "make the whole thing public and spread it to the streets" is not just talking. She is really likely to do it!

Damn it! Cang Yueyu's hand clenched into a fist inch by inch, and his eyebrows almost wrinkled into a river shape for a moment.

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The East Wing building is a big restaurant no less than the "Fuman building" in the capital, only one street away from the "Fuman building".

In one of the brightly lit elegant rooms on the second floor, Fengyu has been waiting there alone, enjoying tea and looking down at the crowded street outside the window. It deserves to be the capital of a country. It is so lively even at night.

Suddenly, the closed door was pushed open impolitely, and Cang Yueyu came in with a dark face.

"If you want more people to know now, you can make the sound louder." Feng Yu looked back with a smile, and her indifferent look was as steady as Mount Tai.

Cang Yueyu was more and more angry when he heard the speech, but his face was a little restrained. He closed the door with his backhand and said gloomily, "what do you want?"

"What do I want? I made it very clear when I was in Fengfu during the day, but I just wanted to ask Lord Yu for a 'small favor' to save someone. I believe it's just a small effort for Lord Yu." Feng Yu replied.

Cang Yueyu didn't speak and stood still. Half ring, tone unchanged way, "who?"

"Prince Xin's son, Xin mogo!" Without beating around the Bush, Feng Yu spit out the three words that have been twining in her mind for the past few days.

"Prince Xin's aristocratic son? Simego? " Cang Yueyu squinted and repeated, thinking he had heard wrong.