Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 801 You Are Right
"What are you doing standing here?" Feng Nuanyang walked over slowly.

Feng Nanjin glanced back at her, then looked back at the beautiful scenery outside, with a gentle smile on her lips all the time.

Even though he was wearing coarse linen clothes, it still couldn't change the aristocratic temperament in his bones.

Feng Nuanyang was dazed for a moment, he was pulled by Yujin a few times before he came back to his senses, and coughed twice with a blushing face.

"Miss, the prince will be angry if he sees it." Yu Jin whispered carefully in her ear, with teasing in his eyes, he lowered his head to look at the protruding belly, feeling a little helpless.

Feng Nuanyang glared at her, "Go and see Yuanbao first, I have a few words to say to Mr. Feng."

Yujin stuck out her tongue: "Oh."

Seeing that the surrounding environment was quiet and no one disturbed, Feng Nuanyang felt relieved and asked some things that he had been thinking these days: "Are you really coming back for Xiner?" Feng Yuanchao was the chief culprit for Nan Jin's current situation, but if he hadn't participated in the mine back then and had done business peacefully, he would probably be with Xin'er and He Meimei by now.

Feng Nanjin nodded, he knew why she asked.

"I actually regret those things. Back then, I wanted to get rid of the deal after I finished it. Then I married Xin'er, left the imperial capital, and lived happily ever after. But I didn't expect Feng Yuanchao to go back on his word, and designed me. Xin'er forcibly carried her into the mansion." When Feng Yuanchao was mentioned, Feng Nanjin's eyes flashed a cold light, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his hands were clenched, a bit depressed.

"I really don't know what you're thinking? You already have enough money, and you can't use it up. Even if you make another fortune, you'll just pile up these things in the warehouse as waste." Feng Nuanyang likes money, but It also depends on the situation. She will definitely accept the money that can be easily earned. If the money has to be exchanged with her life, she will choose to give up without hesitation. After all, if people are gone, everything will be gone. What is the meaning of more silver?
Feng Nanjin was stunned for a while, but she didn't expect to hear such words from her mouth.

It took him all these years to figure out what a woman is so clear about.

These years, every time he closed his eyes, the day when Qin Ruixin knelt down to Feng Yuanchao for him always flashed in his mind.

The day he fell into the moat, the lake was very cold, and he was unconscious, but the woman's screams rang in his ears.

Feng Nanjin's expression was tense and he suppressed a lot. As long as he thought of the scene that day, his heart would feel uncontrollable pain.

"You're right," Feng Nanjin took a while to calm down, and smiled softly, with self-mockery in his eyes: "I also regret these years, no matter how much money there is, it is a dead thing after all, I was stupid once, okay Now that the woman has been insisting on waiting for me, I won't be stupid this time."

He turned his head to look at Feng Nuanyang, with determination and persistence in his eyes: "I won't make Xiner sad again."

When Feng Nuanyang heard his assurance, the hanging heart finally fell down.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the palace. You pack up and go with me." Feng Yuanchao controls most of the power in the imperial capital. The emperor's uncle now has doubts, but after all, he is his son. He must feel that Feng Yuanche It's gone, this Feng Yuan needs someone to inherit it.

As long as Feng Yuanchao doesn't make a big mistake, as the emperor, he will turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye to favor him. Therefore, she must first let the emperor see his true face.

(End of this chapter)