"Master, what's wrong?" The phantom behind him stopped when he saw Ye Fengya suddenly entering the door. He felt his strangeness and asked quickly.

Ye Fengya looked behind her for a while, then left the gate and looked into the corridors on both sides, and asked the manager in confusion: "Did someone go out from here just now?"

"When the seventh prince, it was the guard in the mansion who had just left." The person in charge naturally would not tell the truth. No one wanted to know about the affairs in the mansion, even if the outsider was a distinguished guest.

"He lies." The eighth prince stood up with a painful stomach covering his stomach, with bloodshots hanging on the corner of his mouth: "It was the aunt who was taken away just now, and they were going to kill her." The eighth prince thought that this handsome brother who had just entered could ask for help.

"Auntie?" Ye Fengya raised her head and looked at Zhu Jiu and said teasingly, "Brother Zhu Jiu is starting a massacre again?" Ye Fengya looked at the eighth prince lightly: "Who are you?"

"I am the Eighth Crown Prince. Beautiful brother, go and help me save my aunt." The Eighth Crown Prince took Ye Fengya's hand and begged, with helpless eyes flashing in his eyes.

"Xia Qinghuan's son?" Ye Fengya looked at him in surprise: "He has grown up so old. Does Xia Qinghuan have a sister? Why haven't you heard you say it, Brother Zhujiu?" Ye Fengya walked into the lobby, talked to Xiang Zhujiu, and ignored the wise princess beside her.

Xiang Zhujiu stood up with a smile and walked over to give him a big hug. "It's okay, I heard that the death of the Seventh Princess was a big blow to you." Xiang Zhujiu looked at Ye Fengya with those charming eyes.13acv.

Ye Fengya's eyes darkened: "Brother Zhujiu is the one who is staying in this Wuwang City. The messages received are not accurate. One day she will return to me."

"What do you mean, the Seventh Princess is still alive?" A trace of light that was not easy to detect was flashed through Xiang Zhujiu's eyes. If Ye Fengya had not become crazy in sadness and had fantasy symptoms, it would be that Leng Rutong was really still alive in this world, or Ye Fengya had secretly rescued him?

Ye Fengya looked at him expressionlessly and replied to his two words: "Maybe." He looked back and still looked at his eighth prince with help from his eyes: "What's going on with the concubine that the eighth prince said?"

Ye Fengya admired the Eighth Crown in her heart. She knew that she could find the right person to ask for help at such a young age.

"It's nothing. A scammer from the world didn't know how he broke into the palace. He claimed to be Xia Qinghuan's sister, but actually wanted to cheat Jinzi." Xiang Zhujiu didn't even look at the Eighth Prince, and he had no way to care about the injuries on his body.

When the eighth prince heard this, he shouted: "Sister is not a liar in the world. She sells fried dough sticks and milk tea on the street in front of the pier." Seeing that his father called Su Sanqian a liar in the world, the eighth prince became anxious and told Su Sanqian's true identity when he was anxious.

Ye Fengya turned around and looked at the eighth prince in surprise: "What did you say? What did you say is the sister selling?"

"It's just such a long golden fried dough stick and the fragrant white milk tea, which is delicious." The Eighth Crownzi said and made a move, trying hard to make Ye Fengya believe his words. Ye Fengya's amber-like pupils stared at the Eighth Crownzi, and a hint of disbelief flashed through her eyes. This kind of fresh thing was not available in the Beisheng Kingdom before.

"Brother Zhujiu, where is that liar in the world now?" Ye Fengya immediately asked Xiang Zhujiu.

Xiang Zhujiu was obviously unhappy, so he waved his hand irritably: "Let Xie San drag her to the backyard to deal with it."

"What?" Ye Fengya rushed out immediately and said while rushing, "Brother Zhujiu, I want this woman." At this moment, Ye Fengya only thought of it, it was a coincidence that the woman Bai Zhi and the others reported was also in the Jiuwang Mansion, and this woman made milk tea and fried dough sticks, which was so similar to Tong'er. How could she know all this?

Does this person have some connection with Tong'er, or is she just Tong'er? No, Tong'er's soul has been captured into white bones, and she cannot be Tong'er, but how did she know about Concubine Ning's internal organs?

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In the dimly lit cottage in the backyard

"Don't move, if you don't move, maybe I can help you cut it more quickly." Xie San showed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth and threw Su Sanqian into the corner.

Su Sanqian stood up with the pain. The black hair that had been tied to the end was now spread apart. The corners of her mouth were bruised because of stuffing something. She stretched out her injured arm and took off the scarf in her mouth, and snorted coldly: "The fool doesn't move."

Xie San liked this kind of cat-catching rat game very much, and sneered at her and rushed forward: "Then let me see how well you move."

What's wrong Ye Yaqi. Su Sanqian dodged his attack and hid behind the simple small square table. There was a cover, which was easier to fight.

"Oh, I have some kung fu." Xie San was a little surprised. There were only a few people in this world who could avoid his attack, and this little girl was so agile.

"Just your three-legged cat kung fu." Su Sanqian showed disdainful eyes at him. She had seen better kung fu than his kung fu. If it weren't for Li Ertong's body being too weak and not strong enough, she would definitely be able to defeat Xie San and run away.

"Little girl, I will let you know the consequences of underestimating me." Xie San suddenly pulled out a whip and threw it violently at Su Sanqian.

Su Sanqian quickly squatted down and asked the small square table to help him block the whip. While dodging, he said sarcastically: "So your power is to use a whip. Do you dare to come with bare hands?"

"Little little girl, you are stupid. You are not competing with you now. You don't have that leisure time." Xie San kicked the small square table in front of him and whipped the whip at Su Sanqian again. The small square table smashed the whip at Su Sanqian who was hiding behind it. Su Sanqian quickly rolled to the side, and took Xie San waved the whip.

Damn it, it hurts so much. There was no time for her to feel the pain, and another whip was swung down. Su Sanqian did not let the whip be thrown this time. She jumped up with a swallow, stretched out one arm to take the whip that Xie San waved, jumped up, and kicked Xie San quickly and accurately.

Xie San didn't prevent her from doing this move, and immediately let go of her whip. She went to the left and dodged Su Sanqian's legs. As soon as Su Sanqian's feet landed on the ground, she slashed at him horizontally. Xie San was sweating in a cold sweat. No matter what happened to this girl's legs, she didn't have to rest.

He quickly lowered his head and avoided this move dangerously. Su Sanqian wanted to exert his legs again, but found that he had no strength. What's going on?

Seeing that she was offending, Xie San immediately stepped forward and grabbed her: "Hehe, stinky girl, although your legs are really good, it's a pity that you've been hit by the cartilage slag and you have no strength."

Oh no, the whip was applied with medicine, and the damn one was just a whip.

"If you dare to kill me, my sister, Xia Qinghuan, will avenge me. You will definitely die without a place to bury me." Su Sanqian tried hard to struggle, but found that he could not use his strength.

"Didn't you just say that she was seriously injured and couldn't get out somewhere? You, a liar in the world, tricked him into Jiu Ye and cut off your tongue to see how you can cheat." Xie San learned to be smart this time, pointed Su Sanqian's acupoint, and took out a sharp dagger from his waist.

"This dagger is called Yufen Fish Bone. Peeling iron like mud will not make you too painful."

"Don't do anything randomly. The Ninth Prince will definitely regret it after giving such an order now. Do you want to see your master regret it? You and him should know that he loves my sister. You really want him to never see my sister in your life." Su Sanqian tried to buy time for himself again.

If I really lose my tongue this time, I can only blame myself for believing in Chongqi's ability incorrectly.

"Just, how could Master Jiu like that witch? He wished he could kill her." Xie San did not agree with Su Sanqian's words at all. He picked up the dagger and pried open Su Sanqian's teeth hard: "You will feel more comfortable if you stick out your tongue." Xie San threatened fiercely.

Su Sanqian shook his head, closed his eyes, but did not stick out his tongue.

"Damn it, you stinky girl insisted on using brute force." Xie San stood up and took out the scissors: "That day, cut your mouth bigger."

No...No... Just as Su Sanqian was praying, the door was pushed open with a slam. Su Sanqian quickly opened his eyes and saw a slender white figure standing at the door. The light was dim and she couldn't see the man's face clearly.

"Xie San, go out!" A familiar voice sounded, and Su Sanqian suddenly stood there. The voice was clearly the man named Ye Fengya, hoarse, low, with a slight panting. It was an hallucination, it must be an hallucination. Ye Fengya could not be here, no, no, Su Sanqian comforted himself in his heart.

"Yes, the Seventh Prince." Xie San glanced at the person coming, nodded, bowed and retreated.

Su Sanqian's head exploded, it was really Ye Fengya! How could he be here? His heart suddenly beat faster, mixed with various complex emotions. Su Sanqian tried hard to control his palpitations, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he can't recognize you.

Ye Fengya walked in slowly, and a pair of eagle-falcon eyes stared at Su Sanqian tightly. A trace of loss was clearly seen in his eyes. Su Sanqian's hair was as radiant as a chicken coop, and the corners of his mouth were purple and green, and there was no beauty at all.

Su Sanqian lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at Ye Fengya's scrutiny, for fear that he would reveal something.

Ye Fengya looked down at Su Sanqian and asked: "I heard that you can make fried dough sticks and milk tea?"

Su Sanqian cried out in his heart, no, how could Ye Fengya recognize her now? And wasn’t Leng Rutong’s body always by his side? She felt that she was thinking too much.

"You can help me unlock the acupoints first. I feel very uncomfortable like this." Su Sanqian bargained with him.

Ye Fengya was confident and she untied her acupoints without thinking at all.

"I do, this young master saves me. Could it be that I want to eat the fried dough sticks and milk tea I made?" Su Sanqian rubbed his purple-blue arms, without looking up, and calmly replied to the strange words.
Chapter completed!