The ugly concubine of the foolish king

Chapter 240 Seventh, all kinds of chaotic merchants Qing'er was sitting in the mansion, tightly holding the amulet that Feng Yuchen gave her when she was leaving, and her head turned nimbly.

At this time, the Five Princes' Mansion was already in chaos. On the one hand, Feng Yujing and Yun'er's life and death were uncertain; Cheng, all of this happened so suddenly that Shang Qing'er didn't know what to do for a while.

She stayed in the room, walking back and forth, the nervous expression on her face fully expressed her uneasiness.

"Princess, don't leave, the more you walk, the more anxious you become." Baozhen beside her persuaded her. "If you are like this, the prince can't rest assured when he goes out." Baozhen said again.

"I'm even more anxious if I don't leave. What kind of situation is this?" Shang Qing'er gritted her teeth, trying to sort out these things with her ingenuity.

At this time, she finally understood the difficulty of Feng Yuchen. Born in an imperial family, there was too much helplessness. Father and son brothers could not be trusted. In the past, she only saw such a situation on TV. , now, she really saw Feng Yuchen's embarrassment too much.

"Even if you walk back and forth, you can't help the prince." Baozhen whispered. "Why don't you care about the Second Prince and the side concubine?"

Upon hearing the words "Second Prince", Shang Qing'er's heart trembled and she understood everything.

In the past, when she first met Feng Yujing, she regarded Feng Yujing as a man like a fairy, and she couldn't help but want to get close to him.

For a while, she thought that she loved Feng Yujing, because the uneasy feeling when they met each other made her not sure what was going on in her heart.

Until today, she discovered that she cared more about Feng Yuchen's life and death. Perhaps, at this moment, her heart really told her who the person she loved was.

"How is the second prince? Are you awake?" Shang Qing'er asked, and she sat down heavily.

"No. I don't know when I will wake up, Wangfei, tell me, is the second prince a little relaxed?" Baozhen said displeased.

"What's the matter? I'm emotional after hearing your words, let me hear it?" Shang Qing'er wanted to hear Baozhen's meaning. Although Baozhen was just a servant, sometimes her thoughts could be understood. Seeing Shang Qinger gave her more unexpected ideas.

"Look, our lord is going to lead the army to save the emperor. This sword has no eyes. When the two sides confront each other, how can the emperor tell who is the loyal one? At that time, it is better to hurt the lord. On the contrary , the Second Prince is lying here, although he has been in a deep sleep, but at least when he wakes up, he is safe..." Shang Qinger didn't hear Baozhen's complaint behind, but yes, she I thought of some things I shouldn't have thought of.

On the surface, Feng Qingcheng really loves Feng Yuchen the most, but from Shang Qinger's point of view, what he loves the most is his country. If he has doubts about Feng Yuchen, then, What kind of ending will this be?

Shang Qing'er thought about it quietly, she felt that her thoughts were becoming more and more terrifying. This kind of terrifying thoughts made her restless and didn't know how to deal with it.

"It's broken..." She stood up suddenly and shouted loudly.

"Princess, what's broken?" Baozhen asked in confusion, Shang Qing'er was startled, what was the meaning?

"Baozhen, prepare the carriage, I'm going to find the prince." Shang Qing'er didn't have time to think, and went straight to the door. If she didn't have this thought, she wouldn't be in such a hurry.

"Princess, concubine, what's wrong with you?" Baozhen followed behind her and yelled, but Shang Qing'er didn't seem to hear it, and went straight to the gate of the mansion.

She smelled an absolutely dangerous atmosphere, and such a danger made her unable to rest assured of Feng Yuchen.

However, just when she was in a hurry, she accidentally collided with Murong Xiaomei who was rushing in from the door. Because they both ran in a hurry, they fell to the ground firmly.

"Ouch, it hurts to death." Murong Xiaomei yelled. "Who doesn't have eyes..." Before she got up, she began to curse, but when she saw that the person who bumped into her was Shang Qing'er, she changed her words. "Sister, is that how you welcome me?" Murong Xiaomei felt a bit pitiful when she was bumped into pain, but Shang Qinger's place is not much better, after all, she is a person who has no kung fu.

"Oh, why are you running in such a hurry?" Shang Qing'er stood up with the support of her servants, both of them were in a bit of a panic.

"Sister, I have an urgent matter with you. You have to analyze it for me." Murong Xiaomei got up, dragged Shang Qing'er's body, and walked towards the inner courtyard.

"I have something urgent to go out, you wait for me in the mansion, and I will talk to you when I come back." Shang Qing'er struggled, at this moment, all her thoughts were put on Feng Yuchen .

"No, I'm in a hurry, you have to listen to me first." Murong Xiaomei made it clear that she would not let anyone go, and dragged Shang Qing'er away.

"Princess, I think it's better for you not to go. Didn't the lord tell you to stay in the mansion? If something happens in the mansion..." Baozhen followed behind Shang Qing'er and said.

Shang Qing'er was helpless, now that someone like Murong Xiaomei appeared, she couldn't leave even if she wanted to.

"Tell me quickly, what happened?" Shang Qing'er finally stopped when she walked to the garden, and asked Murong Xiaomei out of breath.

"Sister..." Little beauty Murong started to cry loudly before she could speak, after all, a little girl is just a little girl, and she doesn't have a heart.

"What's the matter? Cry as soon as you say, the sky will fall?" Shang Qing'er stretched out her hand and wiped away Murong Xiaomei's tears. Seeing Murong Xiaomei cry, she really felt reluctant.

Murong Xiaomei just cried and didn't speak, and the more she cried, the more she cried, not much different from the way her father died.

"You are so anxious to death, why are you crying? If you have something to talk about, if you don't talk about it, I can go. I have something urgent to go out." Shang Qing'er ignored her, raised her foot, and planned to leave again, Murong Xiaomei tugged on her sleeve violently, not allowing her to leave. "Don't let me go, you have to talk about something, hurry up." Shang Qing'er asked again.

"He's gone. I've been looking for him for several days. I went to the places he often goes to, but I still can't find him. Sister, what do you think I should do?" Murong Xiaomei said.The him she mentioned naturally refers to Ling Feifei. "I've been looking for him for the past few days, but I haven't heard anything about him. Not only is he gone, but the second sister can't find anyone either. Sister, what do you think is going on here?" Murong Xiaomei He told Shang Qing'er all the things that happened outside the mansion in the past few days.

"What? Meng'er is gone?" Shang Qing'er has not been out of the house for the past few days due to physical discomfort. In order to let her take care of her body with peace of mind, some outside news has also been completely blocked by Feng Yuchen. Now when she heard these things, her head felt dizzy.

It's messed up, it's all messed up, it's okay, the Five Princes' Mansion is already in a mess at this time, and now, Ling Feifei and Shang Menger have all happened here, what kind of chaos is this?

"Damn, which game is this Ling Feifei playing? Menger didn't follow him, did she?" Very straightforwardly, Shang Qinger thought of Ling Feifei taking Shang Menger away.

"It shouldn't be, I asked, the second sister hasn't disappeared for a long time, but there was no news about him three days ago." Murong Xiaomei said again. "Sister, the current situation outside is so chaotic, tell me, will he die? Also, will sister Meng'er be killed by that dead man too?" I thought, once she said that, Shang Qing'er felt that it was impossible.

Let's just talk about Ling Feifei, his kung fu is so strong, ordinary people are not his opponents, and if they want his life, they have no chance to do so.

Besides Shang Menger, although Feng Yuliang is ruthless to her, she is still his concubine after all. According to Shang Qinger's observation of Feng Yuliang, he still has a certain affection for Shang Liu, even if it is because of Shang For Liu's face, he would not kill Shang Meng'er.

"It's all right, don't panic, I'll send someone to look for it, nothing will happen to Ling Feifei, and nothing will happen to Meng'er." Shang Qing'er thought for a while, and comforted Murong Xiaomei.

Murong Xiaomei was still crying. "Sister, I want to find Ling Feifei, I don't want him to die, please help me, okay?" Murong Xiaomei took Shang Qing'er's hand and started to act like a demon. At this moment, she is just a cute child.

"Okay, okay, help me, you go back first, and when I figure it out, I will definitely give you news." Shang Qing'er was concerned about Feng Yuchen, so she was naturally not in the mood, so she had no choice but to prevaricate Murong Xiaomei.And, she walked side by side with Murong Xiaomei towards the gate of the mansion.

Murong Xiaomei sent her away, and Shang Qinger was able to persuade her, but before Shang Qinger could comfort her, Housekeeper Mo came over with a happy face.

"Wangfei, Wangfei, the Second Prince is awake, awake." As soon as Butler Mo said these words, Shang Qing'er stopped in her tracks.

"Are you awake? How is the situation?" When Shang Qing'er heard that he was awake, her uneasy heart finally calmed down a little. Feng Yujing woke up, and she was not afraid of anything after she left the house. To live and die together, she is willing to stand on the cusp of the storm with Feng Yuchen.

"My lord is awake, but the concubine's situation is not good, so I think it will be hard to get over it." Butler Mo said again, "My lord, go and have a look."

When Shang Qing'er heard this, she ignored Murong Xiaomei, and went straight to the room where Feng Yujing and Yun'er were. She couldn't cope with the chaos, all kinds of chaos.