You are my spoiled wife: divine doctor concubine

Xin mogo took it, opened it, looked down in the moonlight, and saw a small note saying "Cang Jingtian has known about the sudden sudden death of King Xue fan and King chen fan, and sent decent people to mourn in both places, hoping to take the opportunity and take advantage of the situation to recover the fief of King Xue fan and King Chen Fan".

This matter, the death of the two kings, can not be a coincidence. Is it the secret hand of Cang Jingtian's people, or is it the ghost behind the scenes of Shangguan Feihong? After reading the contents of the note, simogo stood with his hands down and his face was slightly heavy. If it was cangjing's hand, he couldn't have received no news in advance. And if it is the person who is likely to be behind the scenes of Shangguan Feihong, she has just helped Cang Jingtian bring down Cang Yueli and began to attack local vassal kings. She moves really fast. What is the relationship between you and Cang Jingtian? Do you have to spare no effort to help Cang Jingtian and never show up after helping?

A moment later.

Simergo calmly ordered, "find out everyone who had close contact with them before and all the letters. I want to know who they had contact with before they died."

"Yes." Two people who came back from the news took command.

"In addition, let others pay attention to this period of time and monitor the movements of other vassal kings."

"Yes." Two people who came back from the news took orders again.

"Go down."

"Yes, my subordinates leave." The two men who came back quickly turned and left.

After standing alone for a while, simego turned back to his room, opened the door and went in.

In the room, the candlelight was bright, and Feng Yu, who had been drugged, had gone to sleep on her side, with her quilt tightly closed and only her head exposed.

Xin mogo walked over, sat down at the edge of the bed and looked down at Feng Yu's sleeping face. If the person behind the scenes is really his mother Shangguan Feihong, if... Xin mogo doesn't think about it, he reaches out his hand to caress Feng Yu's side face.

Feng Yu moved slightly and turned over, but she didn't wake up.

At noon the next day, the sun penetrated into the room through the doors and windows. Feng Yu, who had a good night's sleep, opened her eyes with a smile.

Simergo was not in the room. I don't know when he went out again.

The whole room was quiet.

After looking around, Feng Yu covered her protruding abdomen with her hands, closed her eyes, lay down for a while, and then sat up.

The private part between the legs doesn't hurt much anymore. It's still wet and cool. It's very comfortable.

Feng Yu bent over, took the clean clothes put aside and put them on quickly.

The maid who had been waiting outside the door for a long time heard a sound in the house and knew that Fengyu finally woke up, so she hurried forward to knock on the door and send water in.

Feng Yu put on her shoes, walked over to wash her face, and asked her maid, "where is he?"

Of course, the maid knew who Feng Yu was asking. "Madam Hui, young master, he's in the pavilion."

"Well, I see. Come and dress me up." Feng Yu washed her face and sat down in front of the dresser.

The maid hurried over.

About half an hour later.

Feng Yu went out of the room and walked alone in the direction of the pavilion. From a distance, she saw Xin mogo sitting in the pavilion drinking tea. He was dressed in white, as if he had come out of the mountain ink painting.

Hearing the sound, Xin mogo looked up at the Phoenix Yu coming outside the pavilion.

Feng Yu vaguely felt that Xin mogo seemed to have something on his mind today. After being slightly stunned, she walked in and asked, "what's the matter? Is there any news from the capital? "