Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 352

Hearing her words, a person wearing a silver mask at the next table froze, and a maid beside him glanced at him.

"Master, do you want to go over and ask?" Feixue asked Feng Yanli in a low voice.

Feng Yanli waved his hands, and with a movement of his body, he walked to Pang Yuhuan's side.

Pang Yuhuan was holding the unopened wine jar with all her strength and pouring it into her mouth. After pouring for a long time, the wine did not come out of it. She raised the wine jar angrily and was about to throw it down.

Suddenly, with a flick of her hand, her wine jar fell into the hands of a man wearing a silver mask.

"Who are you?" Pang Yuhuan asked Feng Yanli with squinted drunken eyes.

"The wine jar is unopened, what kind of wine are you drinking?" Feng Yanli laughed softly.

"You want to take care of it?" Pang Yuhuan stretched out his hand and Feng Yan left to snatch it.

"Let me open it for you!" Feng Yanli avoided her touch for a moment, sat down on a stool beside him, and then patted hard, the lid of the jar was shattered with a bang, and immediately the wine Fragrant.

"Give it to me!" Pang Yuhuan reached out to grab it, but was blocked by Feixue's sword.

"Who are you?" When Pang Yuhuan saw the long sword in Feixue's hand, he suddenly sobered up more than half of the wine. He reached for his long sword, but Feixue quickly held it down.

"Bold, do you know who I am?" Pang Yuhuan shouted coldly.

"We don't know who you are!" Feixue said arrogantly.

"You're looking for death!" Pang Yuhuan's face turned cold, and he raised his leg and kicked Feixue fiercely.

With a deft turn, Feixue dodged her attack, with a mocking smile on her face.

"Who the hell are you guys? Don't think that this lady is easy to bully, you all come to bully me!" Pang Yuhuan's expression darkened, and he immediately shot out silver needles from his sleeve, aiming directly at Feixue's eyes shoot.

Feixue backed away quickly and bent down quickly, and the silver needle made her dodge.

Seeing that Feixue wasn't hurt at all, Pang Yuhuan was so angry that he snatched the wine jar from Feng Yanli's hand and threw it at Feixue viciously.

If the previous attacks all carried the target's surname, then throwing them out with a wine jar is purely an act of anger.

Just hearing a "pop!", the wine jar shattered, and the whole room was filled with the heavy smell of wine.

As soon as Pang Yuhuan saw the trouble, he quickly took his sword and ran downstairs in a hurry.

Feixue looked at her back, looked up at Feng Yanli who was at the side with a sullen face, and said, "My lord, do you want to chase me or not?"

"Chasing!" Feng Yanli uttered one word coldly.

Pang Yuhuan walked briskly ahead, turning her head from time to time, and seeing that no one was chasing after her, she slowed down with confidence. When she turned her head suddenly, she saw Feixue standing in front of her at a glance. and the silver-masked man, her face turned white with fright.

"You, you, what on earth do you want to do?" Pang Yuhuan asked angrily, looking at the two people who followed him like a shadow.

"My sect master wants to ask the girl something!" Feixue said, cupping her hands.

"Say, what's the matter?" Pang Yuhuan asked Feixue coldly.

"Young Concubine Ying just mentioned, may I know where she is?" Feixue glanced at Feng Yanli at the side, saw him nodding, and asked.

Pang Yuhuan's face tightened, and he looked at Feixue with fixed eyebrows and said, "What concubine Ying? I don't understand what you're talking about?"

"Young lady was drunk just now and she was talking about Ming Zixuan, Concubine Ying!" Feixue said puzzled.

"You also know that you said something drunk, can your family's drunken words be taken seriously?" Pang Yuhuan gave Feixue a mocking look, turned around and left in a hurry.

Feixue wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Feng Yanli.

"Let her go, if you ask again, you won't find anything!" Feng Yanli said in a deep voice.

"My lord, we can't waste too much time in the northern border. This is the place of the six kings. If we are not careful, we will not be able to go back!" Feixue said nervously.

"No, I must find Ying'er and bring her back!" Feng Yanli said stubbornly.

"But, where is Concubine Ying, the information I finally got from that woman has been cut off again!" Feixue said dejectedly.

"Don't worry, you can see that the direction she is going belongs to the Beijiang government office!" Feng Yanli said in a deep voice.

"What does the lord mean?" Feixue looked at him in surprise.

"Then she must be a member of the Beijiang government office. If we catch up again, we will show our feet!" Feng Yanli said with frowned eyebrows.

"It was Feixue who was careless!" Feixue blamed herself with a chill down her spine.

"Let's find a place to stay first!"

"Yes!" Feixue replied, and followed Feng Yanli towards the largest inn in Beijiang City.

In the Prince Ming's Mansion, in the Nuan Pavilion to the west, Tao Hong waited on him, and the King of Ming hosted Nalan Ying for the first time.

The chopsticks in front of Nalan Ying's eyes did not move, she looked at King Ming who poured wine for her attentively, and said: "My lord, Ying'er is not good at drinking, should I avoid this wine?"

"I'm not good at drinking, but it's not that I don't know how to drink. Besides, my wine is made from snow lotus flowers in northern Xinjiang. It has a delicate fragrance, and it's not as hurtful as Fengqi Dynasty's strong wine!" King Mingjun said with a light smile.

Nalan Ying watched as King Ming filled the wine glass in front of her, and said with frowned eyes: "Actually, Ying'er should have poured this wine for the lord!"

"You are the guest and I am the host. According to etiquette, of course it should be the king!" Mingjun Wang said.

"Thank you, my lord!" Nalan Ying said in a low voice.

"Why do you need to see outsiders? It's really an honor for me to pour wine for the concubine Yingfei of Fengqi Dynasty!" Ming Junwang said modestly.

Nalan Ying's eyes flashed, and she immediately smiled and said: "My lord, now that I am in northern Xinjiang, why should I mention Fengqi again?"

King Mingjun was taken aback for a moment, then he patted his forehead and said with a smile: "Look at this king, he can't even speak a word when he is entertaining a girl today!"

Nalan Ying's eyes flickered, and she said immediately: "My lord, you are welcome!"

King Ming Jun took a deep look at her, and said casually: "The scenery in my northern border city is beautiful. When the wind and sun are sunny tomorrow, how about this king showing you the scenery of my northern border?"

"The prince has a high status and is busy with government affairs. How can he waste his time with the little girl?" Nalan Ying refused neither soft nor hard.

"Busy with government affairs?" Duke Ming sneered at himself.

"Could it be that Ying'er made a mistake?" Nalan Ying looked up at him suspiciously.

"Miss, I don't know, this king is an idle prince in northern Xinjiang. Apart from traveling around the mountains and rivers, he really doesn't have any government affairs!" Mingjun Wang said sarcastically.

(End of this chapter)