The cute little wife of the king of peerless elegance

Chapter 367

The backyard of King Yan's Mansion is no longer a dilapidated small courtyard this time, but a magnificent scene.

The servants shuttled between the flower column and the corridor, but the main room, which was independent from the corner of the garden, was silent.

The atmosphere of silence didn't last long, and soon after, a man's voice came from the room: "Are you sure you let her go?"

"I'm sure, she won't let me get close to her, but I hugged her leg in a trick. Although I didn't let her eat it, didn't you say that you can get in through the skin?" Nangong Xinyi said with an ecstatic voice. .

"Well, as long as you put it on her. It seems that the rumors outside today are true. It's still light from now on. The reason why the Gu insect is called the heart-loving Gu is that it will slow down her heart little by little. Eat it up slowly." Otherwise, how could you die of pain?

The man pinched Nangong Xinyi's chin and looked at her lovingly: "Once this matter is completed, the lord will definitely reward me. At that time, I will go to the lord to ask the lord for beauty Gu, and the scar on your face will soon disappear." can be removed.”

Mentioning this scar, Nangong Xinyi showed hatred, and said through gritted teeth: "I want Nangong Fenghua to be tortured to death slowly by pain."

"Don't worry, no one who is addicted to heart Gu will die easily. This Gu is very precious. If it weren't for her status, she would be reluctant to use this Gu as a seat."

Nangong Xinyi leaned into his arms, rubbed his chest lightly, and said softly: "I entrusted myself to you, and you can't let me down after it's done."

The man immediately picked her up by the waist and walked towards the bed, "Don't worry, I will take you away when things are done."

"hate~~"

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It was late at night, but the Guiyue Pavilion was brightly lit.

In the boudoir on the second floor, there is a lot of food beside the bed. On the bed, a small person holds a book in one hand, and holds food in the other hand. He keeps muttering and stares at the book in hand.

What is different from usual is that there is an iron cage in one corner of the room, and inside the iron cage is a figure tightly wrapped in black cloth lying there, and bursts of painful screams from him/her make the night more intense. It's kind of scary.

Panpan and Suixin, who were waiting at the side, were also convinced. Just the shouting, let alone being able to listen and read at the same time, even eating normally is difficult, right?The princess can be happy while reading a book.

There was another scream, and Panpan walked to the iron cage with dark circles on his face, "Ms. Huang, please stop screaming. This servant knows that you are in pain, but this is not the New Year's gift from the second lady." Well? Our Princess Rende, I am afraid that you will not be able to bear suicide in the backyard, so why not invite you to Guiyue Pavilion to raise you, what are you dissatisfied with?"

The screaming in the cage stopped slightly, and then there was another scream, and intermittent curses came from inside the cage, "Nangong, Nangong Fenghua, you, you must, you must die. Yier, Yier will not, will not do this , Treat me like this. Nangong Fenghua, you will die badly. Ah!~~~It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. Ah!~~~"

Looking at the people who were huddled together and their voices were so low that they could hardly hear them, Panpan pursed his lips speechlessly, "Mrs. Huang, please stop scolding. If you have the strength, think about your good daughter." The Huang family has nothing to rely on anyway, but my daughter actually sent you such a big gift during the Chinese New Year, I feel sorry for you."

"Ah!~~~" Mrs. Huang no longer had the strength to curse, she could only scream in pain.

With the same disheveled face, Xunxin went over and pulled Panpan back to the bed, and both of them looked at the princess who was not affected at all on the bed miraculously.

It's amazing, three days, it's been three days.

None of the servants in their Guiyue Pavilion slept in a day, and the current Guiyue Pavilion is full of servants who are dozing off during the day. Does it look like the yard of a first-rank governor?

But their master, eating, drinking and sleeping normally all day, this concentration. . .God is beyond description!
The light was blocked, so Fenghua raised his head to look at the two of them, and asked with a confused face, "You called again?"

Ok?
Mao Mao screamed again?

Under the puzzled eyes of the two, Fenghua calmly put down the book in his hand, stuffed the cake in the other hand into his mouth, and snapped his fingers towards the balcony.

Immediately, it floated in like the wind, and then dodged away towards Fenghua's body.

He left, Fenghua immediately covered his ears, and yelled towards the balcony: "Turn on, on again, sister, it's really ugly."

Suifeng immediately came in again, moved towards Fenghua a little more, and then disappeared.

Feeling comfortable, Fenghua turned his head and raised eyebrows at the two stunned people beside the bed, understand?
Feel free to shoot yourself to death, sincerely.

She has martial arts skills, so why did she forget to order it for herself? No wonder casual can sleep until dawn every night. Is this still a real sister?

Panpan immediately looked at Suixin with starry eyes, and ordered it for me too, I am really sleepy and I can't live anymore.

Zhao Panpan touched her body a bit, then touched herself, and lay down on the bed side of her heart, she couldn't stand it anymore, let her sleep for a while.She had to follow the bird man from the Yan Palace during the day, and had to suffer from it at night. She felt that she had aged ten years recently.

Fenghua glanced at Suixin, and then lay down to rest herself. As for Panpan, she didn't have to worry at all, she had already shrunk to the corner of the chaise longue to rest.Now it's the shadow guards outside who want to talk about the tragedy. They don't have to listen or watch, but those people can't.

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The capital is already full of people's hearts, yesterday afternoon the regent put aside the court affairs and Master Tianqing left the capital to find medicine for Princess Fenghua.

As soon as the head of the court left, the governor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate relapsed.The people in charge of the court today have become the holy prince and prime minister.

Although everything has not changed much, the court officials and the people are already uneasy.

This is not a good sign, is there any medicine in the palace?But the king regent and Master Tianqing were required to leave Beijing to find it in person. It is not difficult to guess how precious and cherished this medicine is.

Moreover, rumors spread from Prince Qing's Mansion that Princess Fenghua's Guiyue Pavilion would be filled with cries of pain every night until dawn.

Guessing from these two points, it is conspicuous that Princess Fenghua is the one this time. . .risk!

Many people have spontaneously come to Huguo Temple to intercede for Princess Fenghua, either to show their filial piety or to show their kindness. Gradually, many royal families and family members of officials also joined the team to pray for blessings at Huguo Temple .

Not to mention other things, but the sesame oil money in Huguo Temple is increasing every day.Now the monks of Huguo Temple not only regard Fenghua as Master Tianqing's benefactor, but also a God of Wealth!
The last time he was seriously injured, more and more people came to Huguo Temple to pray for blessings every day.After the princess returned to Beijing, although there were too many negative remarks, in the hearts of the people, she was still a god-like figure, and the sesame oil money had never been less because of her.

Now there is another serious injury recurrence, and the sesame oil money has risen to an unprecedented level.

Princess Fenghua, Amitabha!
(End of this chapter)