The abandoned concubine was actually Wang Zhuang: the paranoid prince was dumbfounded and chased aft

Chapter 467 Holding You, This King Will Not Be Cold
Maybe he has a secret that he doesn't want people to know.

Feng Mingwei considered that it was other people's privacy and didn't force it.

Murong Jin's eyes were slightly startled, as if he didn't expect that she would be so amiable and easy to talk to.

You must know that she, Princess Feng, is not one to take offense. If anyone gives her a hard time, she will definitely retaliate with a venomous tongue and return the favor tenfold or a hundredfold.

There is no good end for those who offend her. If you want to ask her for forgiveness later, it will be difficult to get her forgiveness.

Just like the Shen family, they still couldn't get her to buy a pill to treat Shen Yan despite giving her 10 taels.

This kind of woman is cruel and heartless.

To be honest, he didn't like Feng Mingwei's domineering and unforgiving temperament.

He was afraid that she would lead his wife into trouble.

Murong Jin's angry face softened slightly, and he thought for a moment before brushing off her kindness, "Okay, thank you, sister-in-law."

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After getting on the carriage, Feng Mingwei couldn't help but ask the man: "Don't you think everything in Prince Jin's Mansion is weird?"

Murong Xiao didn't think so, "Weird? What's weird?"

"There is only one kind of flower planted in the garden. There are only a few maids and women. They are all secret guards. Don't you think it's strange to have it in the palace?"

Murong Xiao seemed to be used to it, "Sixth brother is like this! He has been like this since he was a child. He only grows one kind of flower in the garden, and he only likes this kind of rose."

"There are few girls and women in the palace, and there are only secret guards. Speaking of which, isn't it the same in Prince Lie's palace?"

If it weren't for his wife, Murong Jin would not have servants like maids and mammies in his backyard.

He was like this before, because now that he has a wife, it's different. She still has to have a few little girls to keep her company.

Before they got married, their palace was deserted.

Feng Mingwei raised her eyebrows, "Then is there any secret in his backyard? Have you been to his backyard?"

Murong Xiao's face was expressionless, "No, my relationship with Sixth Brother and the others has not been good since we were young."

"Sixth brother and fifth brother have a pretty good relationship..." But since fifth brother died, everyone has become very disgusted with him.

Because everyone likes Fifth Brother very much.

Feng Mingwei's eyes lit up and she hurriedly asked, "Everyone likes your fifth brother. Why? Is he very good?"

Murong Xiao's face changed slightly, "Well... Fifth brother is the most outstanding child among our brothers. He has been talented and smart since he was a child. He can write poems at the age of three and compose poems at the age of five. He also has a high talent for martial arts. The emperor's grandfather and father liked him very much, praised him for his talent and intelligence, and once wanted to make him the prince."

Feng Mingwei frowned slightly, "How old were you then?"

Eight years ago, the Supreme Emperor was still on the throne.

He wanted to select an outstanding person from among his sons and grandsons to inherit the throne.

So when he is still young and he is the prince, his father can take over the throne and take care of the government first, and then pass the throne to the prince when the time comes.

At this time, those princes who want to inherit the throne are likely to get the throne easily because of their sons.

If you say so, then the death of the fifth prince is very likely to be caused by a conspiracy.

Murong Xiao's face was a little pale, but subconsciously he still didn't want to think about it, "I don't know, I don't remember. Wei'er, I'm...a little cold."

Sensing something was wrong with him, Feng Mingwei hurriedly found a cloak from the secret room and wrapped it around him, "Okay, let's not mention these things."

"Relax, don't be stressed, let's take our time, don't be in a hurry."

"So, is it still cold?"

Murong Xiao looked at the soft-spoken woman, his eyes flashed slightly, "Cold..."

"Then you come closer and I will hug you." Feng Mingwei planned to hug him, but found that he was so big that she couldn't hold him.

Murong Xiao raised a smile on his lips, "I'll hug you. Holding you will make me feel less cold."

Feng Mingwei saw that his face was still pale and there was no warmth in his fingertips, so she stood up and sat in his arms, hugged his waist and pressed against his chest, "Well, is it still cold like this?"

(End of this chapter)