He spoke slowly, and Feng Jiuqing stopped to look at him. After a moment, her relaxed brows knitted together again.

"If you don't look very pretty, I won't keep you."

After saying this, he led Wanyan Juan towards the house.

He pursed his lips and looked gloomy.

The pride of superiority developed over the years did not allow Feng Xiye to continue to shamelessly follow Feng Jiuqing into the house. She stood outside for a while, listening to the laughter and laughter in the house, and then left with a gloomy face.

Wanyan Chun and Feng Jiuqing naturally heard the noise outside.

In front of Feng Jiuqing, Wanyan Chun didn't hide his emotions, "You're just pretending, you're a face-saving brat."

Thinking that the two men who were related to Feng Jiuqing, Feng Xiye and Nangong Ling, seemed to be related to the same thing, Wanyan sniffed, disgusted and aggrieved: "You said you can't change it."

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Feng Jiuqing didn't know what he was talking about at all, but judging from her memory, the child always just thought it out and didn't take his words to heart.

I'm just worried that I'll suffer a loss when facing Feng Xiye.

"Feng Xiye is cruel and vindictive. If nothing happens on weekdays, don't provoke him."

Wanyan sighed, "So what? Now the border guards are all members of our Wanyan family, what can he do? If I weren't worried about the common people in the world, I..."

Having said this, he scratched his hair in annoyance. He was obviously a tall and upright man, but in front of Feng Jiuqing, he was not much different from the little kid before.

He opened his mouth and called out the long-lost title, "Sister, you suffered a lot in the Great Yan Dynasty, right?"

Feng Jiuqing shook her head, and everything she experienced in the Great Yan Dynasty flashed through her mind, "Actually, it's not bad."

Wanyan Chun didn't believe a word of it. Even though he was in the Western Regions, he had heard some rumors.

He grabbed Feng Jiuqing's finger and promised her, "Don't worry, as long as our Wanyan family is here, Feng Xiye will not be able to dominate the Western Region."

Feng Jiuqing felt warm in her heart at his words.

"Okay, your words are enough."

At this moment, those people sent by Feng Xiye had also arrived in Kyoto.

Because there are essential differences between the people from the Western Regions and the People of Dayan, these people do not dare to move during the day. They usually sneak into the city when it is dark and windy at night and the city guards cannot see clearly.

After lying in wait in Kyoto for many days, I finally found the opportunity to sneak into Prince Sheng's Mansion.

Nangong Ling had long expected that since Feng Xiye asked someone to help Feng Jiuqing suppress the love poison in his body, he would definitely send someone to kill him.

The manpower patrolling Prince Sheng's Mansion at night was greatly increased. Nangong Ling knew about these people from the Western Regions as soon as they sneaked in.

He turned over and took off the sword hanging next to the tent, and hid in the corner of the screen.

The tiles on the roof made a subtle sound.

Several tightly wrapped people sneaked into the house quietly, and a shadow of a sword illuminated their eyes under the moonlight. Before long, they pulled out the heels of knives from their waists and started fighting with Nangong Ling.

This movement quickly attracted the guards of Prince Sheng's Mansion, and An Qi also took a sword and started fighting with these people.

"Catch them alive."

Upon hearing Nangong Ling's order, the secret guards of Prince Sheng's Mansion rushed out and surrounded the killers.

Soon, the assassin was at a disadvantage.

Seeing that the situation was not good for them, several people looked at each other and threw something on the ground. They only heard a loud "bang" and a burst of white smoke floated up from their feet. When the white smoke dissipated, those people

It has long since disappeared.

"Your Majesty."

"There's no need to chase them. Now that they're here, they won't give up easily."

Nangong Ling was sure that these people would definitely come back again.

The witticism came belatedly, holding up the hem of her skirt, "Brother Ling, are you okay?"

Maybe she was in a hurry on the way here and hadn't even breathed yet. She trotted up to Nangong Ling, looked him up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was really fine.

In the tone of the hostess, she asked: "An Qi, how did you protect the prince? Why did you find out that all these assassins are here?"

An Qi didn't even give her an extra look, and pursed his lips without saying a word.

In his heart, the only princess in Prince Sheng's Mansion was Feng Jiuqing.

Miaoyu wanted to find some sense of superiority from the people around Nangong Ling, but she didn't expect An Qi to give her any face at all.

"Brother Ling."

She looked at Nangong Ling aggrievedly, but Nangong Ling had a cold face and didn't want to see her.

"It's getting cold, let's go back."

Wiaoyu opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just hung his head in disappointment, "Okay then, as long as Brother Ling you are fine."

After standing there for a while without hearing Nangong Ling speak again, she turned around and left.

After leaving Nangong Ling's yard, the grievance and sadness on her face were wiped away. Her whole face was gloomy, and the nails of her clenched fingers had sunk into the flesh.

Since my brother has sent people to Kyoto, why haven't they come to find her yet?

Remembering that when she was a child, she was ruthlessly abandoned by her parents in order to hold Feng Xiye's position and win the king's trust. She was still very upset.

She closed her eyes and told herself to wait.

Brother, don't let me down again.

Nangong Ling waved back the guards who surrounded the courtyard, and glanced at Qin Huawu who was huddled in the corner, "Come here with me."

Qin Huawu slept until midnight. Suddenly she heard some noise outside and rushed to watch the excitement. Now that things were almost done, she was about to fall asleep with her eyes closed. Suddenly she heard Nangong Ling's words and her sleepiness disappeared instantly.

He followed Nangong Ling into the house. After An Qi turned on the lamp, the whole house instantly became bright.

"What do you want to tell me?"

Nangong Ling's expression was calm, "What's going on over there with Nangong Chen?"

Qin Huawu had been wandering around the capital these past two days and had almost forgotten about this matter. Today she suddenly heard Nangong Ling mention it, and her heart skipped a beat, "Actually... this matter is not that easy."

Nangong Ling's gaze made him feel guilty, and then he hurriedly added: "But I'm already planning. Don't worry, I will definitely do what I say."

At first glance, the prince was not as smart as Nangong Ling.

It's not easy to deceive Nangong Ling. How could it be more difficult to deceive such a stupid prince?

But that's not what Nangong Ling wants to say today.

"Since this matter has no results for the time being, let's put it aside for now. From now on, you can help check the food in the house."

The smile on Qin Huawu's face suddenly froze, and he took out his ears in disbelief.

"What were you talking about just now? You asked me, the Young Master of Yaowang Valley, to check your food in Prince Sheng's Mansion?"

This was the first time in Qin Huawu's life that she felt insulted.

But he couldn't beat Nangong Ling again and again, so he could only show his momentum by shouting loudly.

Nangong Ling looked away, as if she couldn't feel his excitement, pondered quietly for a while, nodded and said: "Well, I'd better leave this matter to you. I feel more at ease. You also know the identity of Wiaoyu. Since the Western Region

The people sent failed this time, so they will definitely contact Wanyu."
Chapter completed!