I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 174 No one can take it away~
As Meng Ci said.

If she obtained the title deed and claimed the gold from this house, then she must keep the secret secret, otherwise, after His Majesty finds out, Murong Feng won't be able to please her, and the Marquis of Yongchang will also be blamed.

Such a big matter, you actually concealed it and did not report it, what is your intention?
With so much gold, it seems that it came from a wrong path, and you have been greedy for your own selfish desires. If you pursue this, it will be no small responsibility.

So the best result right now is: Murong Feng obediently gives the land deed, and must not reveal a word to get himself burned. Meng Ci took the golden house and did not say anything to the outside world.

Make a fortune with a muffled voice.

But such a result, to Murong Feng, was not gouging out a piece of flesh at all, but gouging out half of his heart.

The gold here has been slowly accumulated in the past ten years.

These pillars were actually replaced one by one.

Murong Feng hid these golds in order to seize the heir apparent, money is indispensable if he wants to win people's hearts, and these golds, Murong Feng originally intended to support the army.

But now...

Gone!

Gone!
Nothing left!

However, the lesser of two evils.

If Meng Ci really didn't care about it and exposed this incident, what he would suffer would probably be a catastrophe. The gold came from an improper source and could not withstand scrutiny!
Murong Feng took out a land deed from his sleeve and held it in his hand.

Meng Ci laughed: "His Royal Highness, no matter how reluctant you are, you will still give it to me. If it's not yours, you won't be able to keep it. Why bother!"

The corners of Murong Feng's eyes kept twitching, and finally he couldn't help it, and crushed the Buddhist beads in his hand with a click.

When he crushed the pair of walnuts last time, he warned himself that he must cultivate his moral character and not let others know his emotions easily.

Therefore, he chose Buddhist beads.

But now, this Buddhist bead was crushed by him again.

A bracelet without a bead is like an empty body, in short, it is useless.

Murong Feng took a deep breath, suppressed the violent heartbeat, and loosened his left hand lightly. The land deed was blown up by the night wind and fell lightly to the ground.

There was a faint smile on Murong Feng's mouth: "Meng Ci, Shen Yi, you are very good! I have benefited a lot from fighting with you a few times, and I am very grateful!"

What he said was ironic.

Meng Ci responded cheerfully: "It's easy to say, my brother and I are good teachers. If His Royal Highness wants to learn something, feel free to make moves first! My brother and I will definitely guide you patiently!"

Murong Feng stared at her deeply.

In the past, when he looked at Meng Ci, there was always a trace of reluctance and fascination amidst the guard, calculation and hatred.

But at this moment, there was only killing intent in his eyes.

It seemed to peel the skin of the person in front of him, and cook it in a pot until the bones turned into mud.

Meng Ci swallowed nervously, and secretly squeezed Shen Yi's sleeves tightly.

Afraid?

Of course she is afraid!
She is a weak chicken who can't carry it on her shoulders or lift it with her hands.

But fear and showing weakness will only make the other party bully more arrogantly.

For a suspicious and worried person like Murong Feng, a powerful and reckless opponent will make him jealous, be careful, and dare not strike lightly.

This is what Meng Ci wanted.

Murong Feng only took one look, then turned and walked towards the gate.

It wasn't until he walked around the screen wall that Meng Ci's knees softened, and he sat down on the ground, panting like a pug: "My God, I was scared to death just now, have you seen Murong Feng's eyes? Brother, if you are with Shadow, he will definitely eat me on the spot!"

"No!" Shen Yi reassured.

Meng Ci let out a long breath.

Brother is sometimes very heartwarming, although the words of consolation are a bit dry.

Just when I was moved, I heard Shen Yi say: "The old meat of almost 20 years, no matter how you do it, it won't taste good!"

Meng Ci? ? ?

Brother, are you speaking human language?

shadow? ? ?

Why does this line sound familiar?

Murong Feng left the house and got into the carriage. As soon as the curtain fell, he spat out a mouthful of blood!

Sprayed the face of Xiaosan who came in later.

Xiaosan threw herself in front of Murong Feng with blood on her face, and asked nervously, "Your Highness, are you alright, Your Highness?"

"Go away, you smell fishy!"

Little San...

This blood was sprayed by you, I dare not dislike it, now you come to dislike me?
But he didn't dare to say it, so he could only turn away, took off his handkerchief and quickly wiped his face.

Murong Feng was ill for a few days after being a ten times a day man two days ago, after all his body was suddenly hollowed out, his physique has been poor since he was a child, how could he bear it.

I came out today with a government doctor.

After the government doctor stepped forward to take his pulse, he said with joy, "Congratulations, Your Highness... Your Highness has been stagnant with blood in your chest, and just now, spitting out the blood will be of great benefit to your body. As long as you take good care of yourself, less anger and more self-cultivation, your body will recover soon!"

Xiaosan thought: No wonder the blood is sticky and fishy, ​​it turned out to be congestion.

After he hastily wiped it off, he saw that his master looked unhappy, so he explained patiently: "Your Highness, at least you have spit out the blood, relax, and take your time with other things!"

Murong Feng held a plain handkerchief in his hand, carefully wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "In that case, I still have to thank their brothers?"

Xiaosan and the doctor hurriedly knelt down with a plop: "Damn the servant, the servant said something wrong, please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Murong Feng wiped the corners of his mouth clean, and closed his eyes wearily.

The government doctor and Xiaosan looked at each other, neither dared to say a word.

Kneeling all the way to the entrance of the palace, Murong Feng, who was asleep, opened his eyes quietly, and said softly: "Get up, this king didn't let you kneel all the time."

But you didn't give up either!

Xiaosan only dared to say this in her heart.

The master has become very angry recently, so he still needs to be careful, otherwise the skin on his body will fall off at some point.

Meng Ci and the others made a little estimate.

The amount of gold reserves in this house is probably not inferior to that of Da Chu's treasury. The only disadvantage is that the purity of the gold is not high.

If you want to use it, I'm afraid you need to purify it a second time.

If so, the value of this house can almost be described in four words: rich and incomparable.

In the book, after Murong Feng defeated the prince, he met Shen Yi, a strong opponent.

He was repeatedly frustrated, relying on this house of gold to maintain contacts and build an army. After the final rebellion failed, this golden house was found out.

It can be said that this is the source of nourishing evil.

Meng Ci snatched away food today and snatched his golden pot. I am afraid that in the future, the concubine De's faction will stare at the Yongchang Hou's mansion, and will fight back fiercely when they find an opportunity.

But that's for later, Meng Ci decided to drink now and get drunk today.

Shen Yi turned around, wondering: "Where did Murong Feng get so much low-purity gold?"

(End of this chapter)