The black-bellied prince: the little princess of the chef

Chapter 899

No one noticed that Feng Jingchen's hand resting on the table slowly clenched into a fist, the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, looking very pervasive.

As if realizing that time had passed, he slowly withdrew his thoughts, his eyes were condensed and he said coldly: "You go back first, tell Father, I will enter the palace later."

Hmph, Royal Father, Royal Father, what 'good thing' is waiting for me when you call me into the palace at this hour?

As soon as the little eunuch left, Feng Jingchen's face suddenly became extremely ugly. Compared with the sternness just now, it looked even more stern, which made everyone who was already terrified even more terrified.

It was estimated that a quarter of an hour later, he blinked his eyes, looked at the kneeling person, and said, "Send a message to the man in the palace to get him ready." He wanted to see , what high-sounding words the emperor will say tonight!
Taking a look at the sky, the night was completely dark, the lanterns on the street outside were still hanging, and even sitting inside the house could still hear the buzzing of people outside, presumably it was extremely lively.

If possible, he also wants to walk on the street with the girl he loves, swim with lanterns together, put lanterns by the river together, and just like ordinary people, talk about love.But all of this is impossible, aside from his identity, which girl would be with him just because of his face?

Thinking of this, Feng Jingchen exudes a terrifying aura, everything he has now is thanks to them, and this time he returns to Beijing, he will definitely make them pay a heavy price for what happened back then!
Perhaps Feng Jingchen's aura was so intimidating that those kneeling on the ground couldn't help but clenched their clothes tightly, and they didn't even dare to let out a breath, for fear that the master would turn his anger on him and lose his life.

I really can't bear to see the level of my master and Miss Ye's ink stains. I still haven't decided whether to return to Xiaoxi Street or the Seventh Prince's Mansion, so that Hong Ming, who has been hiding in the dark, can't help but go up. Before him, he said in a low voice: "Master, there is news from the eldest prince that the emperor summoned him to enter the palace immediately."

I still want to wait for them to return to the mansion to report this matter, but according to the situation, they are likely to struggle here all night, and they will not be able to come to a result by tomorrow morning!

Sure enough, Hong Ming appeared very timely. As soon as his words came out, the two of them immediately stopped arguing, and they all shot him a look, which made him a little embarrassed, afraid that they would bully him at the same time.

But obviously, his brain was a little big, Feng Jingyu and the two didn't have such thoughts at all, they only heard Feng Jingyu's faint voice came into his ears, "Qingqing, you go back to my house first, I'll come in for a while Palace, be back soon."

Feng Jingyu raised his head and forgot to look at the sky, he saw that it was getting late, if he continued to dawdle, the Qixi Festival would have passed, and the surprise he had prepared would be useless by then.So he immediately decided to let Hongming send her back to the mansion, while he quickly went to the palace, he still wanted to hear what his elder brother was going to do.

Before she had time to refute, she saw him passing by her eyes like a gust of wind, but she only felt her eyes dazzled, and when she fixed her eyes again, there was not even a hair in front of her body, how could there be Feng Jingyu's figure!
In order to carry out the order left by his master, Hong Ming dutifully bent over and made a gesture of 'please', so that Ye Qing had no reason to refuse, so he had no choice but to follow him forward silently.

"Hongming, is there something your master is hiding from me?"

Walking halfway, the more Ye Qing thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, Feng Jingyu was very abnormal today, if it was normal, if she said she wanted to go back to Xiaoxi Street, he would definitely nod in agreement, but today it was Life and death refused to agree, and kept singing against her.

I didn't feel it before, but now that I think about it carefully, it seems that something is really wrong. As Feng Jingyu's personal secret guard, Hong Ming must know what his master wants to do.

However, Ye Qing overlooked one point. As Feng Jingyu's personal secret guard, Hong Ming is more ethical than other secret guards. Regarding matters related to his master, he absolutely gritted his teeth and refused to let go. Half a sentence!
So no matter how Ye Qing questioned, Hong Ming who was following behind him was like a mute, he didn't make a sound, not even a single syllable, which made Ye Qing very depressed.

Walking into the Seventh Prince's Mansion speechlessly, just as he stepped into the threshold of the mansion, he received glances from the maids and servants in the mansion from time to time, Ye Qing thought to himself that he was wearing thick clothes, otherwise he would have been seen through by them ?

Probably seeing the unnatural expression on her face, Hong Ming quickly stepped forward, with a straight face, pretending to be cold and talking to them: "Master has an order, no one can disturb Miss Ye Rest, if someone does it on purpose, you can figure out your own way out!"

"Master really said so!" Fearing that Ye Qing would misunderstand, Hong Ming explained to her in a low voice, but the sky was too dark, even with the light of a lantern, it was a bit dim, so no one saw Hong Ming's face Unusual flush on the face.

The master has said such things, so they naturally have to obey. These days, everyone can see the master's thoughts on Miss Ye. This Miss Ye is already the prospective seventh prince concubine, who dares to provoke her? What about her?
So, as soon as Hong Ming finished speaking, the group of people who were standing in front of them just now ran away like rabbits!
"Girl, go to the bedroom to rest for a while, I'll have someone bring you some snacks!" After seeing the idlers disappearing quickly, she suddenly remembered that the master had prepared a surprise for her, so she couldn't help but raised her hand and took it to the side. The lit red lanterns led her the way to Feng Jingyu's 'boudoir'.

Although it's not the first time walking this road, Ye Qing thinks that every time he walks, the feeling is different, he really can have a new feeling every time!
After being sent to the house by him, Hong Ming casually made excuses and retreated. Ye Qing thought he still had things to do, but he didn't think too much about it. He just lay on the soft couch bored in every possible way, thinking The girl Yi Jian took with her had a small nose and small eyes, she was indeed an iconic beauty.

Among the girls she has met, Yang Sipei seems to be three points more beautiful than Du Ziyue, but the two have their own advantages, they are considered to be different styles of beauty, and they cannot be compared together.

With Yi Jian's monstrous face, it may be difficult to find a girl who is prettier than him. Although Peipei is not a peerless beauty, walking with him will not make her overwhelmed to death Damn, it's still very right!
Wait, Ye Qing's eyes suddenly fixed on a certain position, completely stunned.

(End of this chapter)