The ugly concubine of the foolish king

Chapter 230 Five, Entering the Feng Palace at Night Feng Yuchen returned to the Five Princes Mansion with a gloomy face.He had never seen this kind of expression before, so when the servants waited on him, he was very careful, for fear of making him unhappy.

After all, today's foolish king is no longer the same as before.

Shang Qing'er saw him, put down the book in his hand, and came to comfort him. He buried his head deeply in Shang Qing'er's arms. At this moment, he was like a child who had no support.

"Tell me, what happened?" Shang Qing'er stroked his hair carefully and asked.

"I'm so tired." Feng Yuchen just said these three words, and these three words fully expressed his pain and tolerance for so many years.

"Is it physically tired or mentally tired?" Shang Qing'er asked again, when a man is like this, it's not just physically tired, maybe, in his heart, there are too many unspeakable secrets.

"Tired heart, tired mind," Feng Yuchen folded his body, hugged Shang Qing'er's waist, pressed his face to her lower abdomen, and hugged her quietly.

"Since you are tired, then take a good rest, the sun will rise tomorrow." Shang Qing'er comforted him again, no matter how capable a person is, no matter how high a position they stand on, It will be tiring. For a man like Feng Yuchen, it is quite normal for him to be tired.

"Qing'er, don't talk, let me hug you." Feng Yuchen just nestled in her arms quietly, and the two of them sat up quietly. If time can stand still here, Shang Qing'er really She is willing to get along with this man like this.

For a long time, Shang Qing'er thought he was asleep, but he murmured.

"She said let me save her life." Feng Yuchen seemed to be asking Shang Qinger, and it seemed to be confiding something to Shang Qinger.

"Her, who are you referring to?" Shang Qing'er understood somewhat, but she wanted to ask clearly.

"Queen..." Feng Yuchen's words "queen" completely severed the relationship between mother and son.

"What are you going to do? To save her or not to save her?" Shang Qing'er asked again, now she wanted to know Feng Yuchen's thoughts. "According to what I know about her, if she dared to ask you to save her, then she must have her reasons." Shang Qinger analyzed Feng Yuchen, and had to say, who is Shang Qinger's ice and snow intelligence? It can't be compared.

"She said that she knew who the real murderer of the concubine mother was." Feng Yuchen hesitated, and said, originally, Shang Qing'er shouldn't have to bear these things, but he really couldn't bear it by himself up.

"Do you believe her?" Shang Qing'er asked again.Her bare hands were still active on Feng Yuchen's long hair, as if she wanted to completely drive away all Feng Yuchen's sadness.

"Originally. I didn't believe her, but I always felt that the death of Concubine Mu was definitely not an accident, as if everything had been arranged." Feng Yuchen fully expressed his doubts.

"Since you have doubts, then, just do as she said. Now, she just wants to live, but even if she does, it's not sure how long she can live." Regarding the Queen Shang Qing'er is absolutely sure of her body, she has already seen her condition.

"But, I want her to die in my hands, Qing'er, do you know? That day, I witnessed the death of my mother and concubine before my eyes. At that time, I swore that I would definitely kill my mother." I killed the concubine's person with my own hands, after so many years of investigation, I found her, why do I feel that this matter seems to be complicated..." Feng Yuchen thought about it, but he couldn't understand it.So, he was confused, he was confused.

"Nothing is complicated, Ah Chen, I believe that with your ability, you can definitely find out. Since you think about it, do it bravely." Shang Qing'er encouraged Feng Yuchen.

Feng Yuchen stood up and pulled Shang Qing'er into his arms. In this life, the story between him and this woman is probably going to be perfectly interpreted.He always felt that Shang Qing'er was the closest to him.

"Okay, Qing'er, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything." Feng Yuchen put his chin against Shang Qing'er's head, and looked out the window.The sun was setting.Time is quiet and good, such a life is a person's inevitable pursuit.

Zuimeilou, it was night, everything was quiet, Ling Feifei put on his night clothes and was ready to go out.

Tonight, he was going to do a big event. Recently, the government of the closed country was too disturbed. He watched it coldly for so long, and finally wanted to go to the palace to find out the truth.

He was like a bat in the dark night, with a kind of hostility, he walked in the direction of Fenggong, along the way, there were almost no people, and his vigorous figure was very fast.

The guards in the closed palace are not so strict. It is impossible for ordinary people to come and go freely. However, who is Ling Feifei? , It was just a side dish at all, after some dodging around, he finally entered the sealed palace smoothly.

He is no stranger to the Feng Palace. Over the years, he has been shuttling in it all the time, so he is familiar with the road, and he knows exactly which empress sleeps in which room.

In the imperial study room, an oil lamp was burning, and the dim light reflected Feng Qing's earnestness in critiquing papers, and he was still so serious, coughing once or twice from time to time, coming out of the room, The body representing this generation of emperors is really going to die.

Ling Feifei stopped in front of the door and watched it quietly for a long time. A sneer appeared on his face. Then, he flew and left in the direction of the main hall. No one noticed what he did, and it was enough to see it How strong is Ling Feifei's ability?

After arriving at the main hall, Ling Feifei pushed the door open and entered. It should be night time, so no one was guarding here, even if there were one or two passing by occasionally, they didn't care at all.

On the high platform of the main hall, there was a golden dragon chair. The dragon shape carved on it was lifelike and mighty like a real dragon. Ling Feifei walked up to it, stroked it a few times, and then sat down on it. , Then he chuckled.

"What a dragon chair, it's really comfortable to sit on." He said with cold eyes. "No wonder, there are too many people who are fighting to sit here."

After a long time, there was movement outside the door, perhaps a soldier on duty at night passed by, Ling Feifei became vigilant, he flew up, stepped on the dragon chair, and hid behind the beams of the roof.

The soldiers on duty at night pushed the door in, looked around, and then closed the door to leave. When Ling Feifei flew down from the beam, he unexpectedly found that above the dragon chair in the main hall, there was a plaque with a fair and honest plaque Afterwards, there was a golden box, his eyes shifted, and then he flew up, stretched out his hand swiftly, and the golden box fell into his hands.

A small lock was hung on the gold box, about the size of a child's fist. Ling Feifei was originally a thief, and all the locks in the world were like playthings in his hands. He took out the lock that he carried with him. I started to hit it carefully with the tool I used for a long time, but the little lock didn't move at all.He was so anxious that sweat dripped down his face.

"This small lock is actually made of ten-thousand-year-old iron. It seems that it takes a lot of work to open it." Ling Feifei said to himself, put the box in his arms, and flew out.

It only took two hours to go back and forth. When Ling Feifei returned to Zuimeilou, the sky was already a little twilight. He went to his room, hid the golden box under the bed, and then started After changing clothes, the clothes were also hidden under the bed.

His slender figure looked extraordinarily good-looking outside the window. When he took off the last piece of clothing, his upper body was already bare.

At this time, the door suddenly opened wide, and Murong Xiaomei came to his room drunkenly, seeing his Guangguo's body, Murong Xiaomei became a little excited.

Seeing the situation, Ling Feifei pulled his clothes in a panic. It seemed that he was quite shy.

"Murong Xiaomei, when you enter the room, can you knock on the door?" Ling Feifei only thought that Murong Xiaomei must have been drinking, but she didn't know how much she had drunk.

"Your body is so beautiful." Murong Xiaomei's words had a sense of obscenity, and there was an indescribable affection in her eyes.Seeing Ling Feifei's back felt cold.

"What do you want to do? Could it be an addiction?" Ling Feifei instantly felt that Murong Xiaomei was a little scary.

"Ling Feifei... I miss you so much." Perhaps it was because of drinking, what Murong Xiaomei said was too bold, and she also made an even bolder move, disregarding her own body. Everything was stuffed into Ling Feifei's arms, and the bare hands wrapped around Ling Feifei's lower back very quickly.

Ling Feifei was in a daze, not knowing what she wanted to do, but felt that the alcohol on her body was quite obvious.

"Murong Xiaomei, you must have taken the wrong medicine, right?" After Ling Feifei was dazed, his thoughts returned to normal in an instant. He pushed Murong Xiaomei with his hands, but Murong Xiaomei never let go.

"I didn't take the medicine, I drank alcohol." Just after Murong Xiaomei finished speaking, her little hand wrapped around Ling Feifei's waist burrowed into his clothes like a spirit snake.

Ling Feifei took a deep breath, didn't this girl know that she was playing with fire?He, Ling Feifei, thinks that he is not a gentleman, and he can't restrain himself from the woman who comes to his door.Besides, Murong Xiaomei didn't feel that she was playing with fire at all, her little hand went all the way up, inserted into Ling Feifei's clothes, and moved back and forth inside.

Ling Feifei's whole body didn't react at all. He didn't know that such a little woman was so terribly attractive to him.