The fat concubine turned over, the evil king wanted to hug him

Chapter 152 The Seventh Prince Is Here

Ning Elegy nodded in satisfaction, "One month, I will go back. Don't worry about Mr. Fei. Please give me an answer tomorrow."

Relying on the support of the emperor, Fei Ziyu was able to speak to her so confidently.

If it is an ordinary person, who would dare to do this to the present Seventh Princess.

It's just that Ning Elegy didn't care about this, she hooked her lips, turned and walked out.

Fei Ziyu opened his mouth to say something, but he swallowed the words after all.

Ning Elegy went out, wondering if Fei Ziyu had noticed that the score was no longer there.

"Miss?" Xiaolu stepped forward and called her.

"It's okay, let's go back to the firewood room." When Ning Yange said this, he couldn't help but glance back at the door behind him.

She just wanted to know how Fei Ziyu would deal with it.

Xiaolu was still in a state of ignorance, but she didn't dare to ask other questions, so she could only walk behind Ning Elegy.

……

The next day.

A carriage slowly drove in from the small town. Although the carriage was simple, it was elegant and elegant. It looked like a carriage of a person of status.

"Grandfather, I heard from Xuanwu that the princess has become more beautiful." Even though Qinglong was driving the carriage, he did not forget to gossip.

After all, the two have been separated for so long, will it be different if they meet again?

The man in the carriage closed his eyes and meditated. Hearing this, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Drive the carriage." The only answer to Qinglong was indifference.

Qinglong shut his mouth tactfully, and didn't dare to say any more, what if he said too much and aroused the murderous intention of the prince?

The carriage drove safely towards Aolong Mountain Villa, attracting the attention of many people along the way.

Feng Mohan suddenly lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the hurried pedestrians outside, his eyes were dark.

Ning Elegy... I don't know how things are going.

He thought that after such a long time, that woman would take the slightest initiative, but obviously he was wrong.

……

An hour later, Fei Ziyu was caught up by a servant on the way to the firewood room.

"Master, the Seventh Prince has arrived."

Fei Ziyu's footsteps were slightly stagnant, and he turned his eyes to look at the boy, a look of joy flashed in his eyes, but the joy flashed in the bottom of his eyes, and then disappeared.

The servant didn't dare to say anything, and was about to turn around to meet him, but the man in the white robe had already walked over.

The man was tall and tall, even if countless students came to watch him, he couldn't hide his demeanor.

Fei Ziyu just paused for a while, then immediately stepped forward and called out with a smile, "Seventh Prince."

There was no trace of emotion on Feng Mohan's handsome and impeccable face, and he hummed softly between his thin lips, without saying hello to Fei Ziyu, he pushed open the door of the chaifang courtyard.

Fei Ziyu rolled his eyes helplessly, and had no choice but to follow.

He was suddenly curious, what would Feng Mohan's reaction be when he saw Ning Elegy like that?
The door of the firewood room was pushed open, and before he walked in, he heard the sound of chopping firewood, and the woodcutter was still muttering: "Damn Feng Mohan, go to hell!"

"..." The face of the man who walked in turned dark.

At this moment, Xiao Lu was nowhere to be seen in the yard, but there was a slightly slender woman in ragged clothes and a big ax in her hand at the firewood chopping place, leaving only a beautiful figure for everyone to see.

She cursed: "Hmph, my old lady hacked you to death!"

While speaking, he swung the ax in his hand and chopped it down fiercely. The firewood was immediately cut in half under such a strong vibration.

She scolded so vigorously and looked at it so seriously that she didn't even notice the movement behind her.

Another chop, and another piece of firewood was cut in half.

"Do you really think you are an uncle? Do you think you are the Seventh Prince? Don't you really think I'm a bully?"

Ning Elegy actually does this every day. It's just a way for her to vent her emotions, and it has no other meaning.

But today...

"Ahem!" Fei Ziyu coughed softly from behind to remind her not to scold anymore.

Ning Elegy heard Fei Ziyu's voice, without turning her head, she asked softly, "Mr. Fei, how is the matter going?"

Fei Ziyu glanced at Feng Mohan in embarrassment, saw Feng Mohan nodded silently, and then said: "He has been arrested, and the Seventh Princess is still waiting for interrogation."

When Ning Elegy heard it, he became thoughtful, threw the ax in his hand, and turned around with his hips crossed.

But when she turned around, she froze.

The man in white standing behind her stood behind her with his hands behind his back. He was silent, and he didn't know how long he had been standing behind her. He just felt that he had been here for a while, right?
After half a month without seeing him, the man didn't seem to have changed much, his face was still pale, but his eyes were still sharp.

While she was looking at the man, the man was also looking at her.

An imperceptible surprise flashed in the man's eyes, but this emotion was quickly suppressed, and he slowly curled his lips.

"Mr. Fei, we will discuss this matter later. The king and the concubine have something important to discuss."

Qinglong also seemed to have recovered from the daze, and hurried forward to pull Fei Ziyu to go out.

"Mr. Fei, what's the matter, how about I convey it to you later?"

After Fei Ziyu left, the courtyard became extremely quiet.

After Ning Elegy was stunned for a while, he pretended not to know him, wiped the black dirt in his hand on his worn clothes, turned around and left.

"Elegy." Seeing her attitude, Feng Mohan frowned slightly, and strode to catch up with her easily.

Ning Elegy asked without looking back: "What's the matter?"

How could Feng Mohan not hear the anger implied in this tone.

Seeing her so thin, the man couldn't help feeling a little angry.

He has never made this woman so hard, how can other people have the qualifications to let her live like this?

"Are you angry?" The man's voice was very quiet.

Ning Elegy stopped, turned around to look at the man, couldn't help but gave him a big roll of his eyes, "Why am I angry?"

At least for her, this man shouldn't be worth her anger.

In fact, she was really angry.

She clenched her fists and pressed her hands tightly to her sides.

The man sighed softly, obviously already got her expression in his eyes, stepped forward to hold her clenched hand, regardless of how dirty her hand was.

"If you are angry, you will be angry. Am I not angry?" His tone was somewhat accusatory.

Ning Elegy frowned, looking at him depressed.

What face did he have to speak of her in such an accusing tone?

She clearly knew that this man was an ancient man, so how could he be as considerate of women as she hoped.

It's good enough for him to be a couple for her whole life, but she wants more.

"Why are you angry?" She pouted her lips slightly.

The woman in front of her was extremely beautiful, and even the movement of pouting her lips was a bit coquettish.

Feng Mohan's eyes were dark, staring at her now extremely delicate face, he squeezed her hand harder and harder.

"Elegy, since we are husband and wife, we shouldn't hide anything, right?"

It is true to say so, but apart from her own identity and the matter of going back, did she have anything to hide from him?
"Why are you looking for the three great artifacts?" Feng Mohan asked again.

He has asked this question more than once.

Ning Elegy's pouting froze suddenly, and looked up at him, not knowing how to answer.

This is too unscientific. They haven't seen each other for such a long time. When he saw her, he asked her such a question. How should she answer it?

It's not that Xiao Bie is better than a newlywed, whoever said that, there is no relationship between her and Feng Mohan at all.

The woman's eyes flickered slightly, and the light in her eyes was a bit inexplicably guilty, but the light in her eyes attracted the man's sight inexplicably.

Feng Mohan stared at the light in her eyes without blinking.

He is waiting for her answer.

These days, he looked out of the window every day, wondering if this woman would think of sending him a letter, even if there was only one letter, but obviously she didn't.

Ning Elegy drooped her eyes, lowered her curled eyelashes, covering the emotions in her eyes perfectly.

"After I came to this world, I had a dream. I dreamed that I could find these three artifacts. If I found them, I could... be happy."

This lie sounds far-fetched.

But her explanation made the man's coldness gradually dissipate a bit.

"I see." The man whispered four words as if in a dream, and slowly loosened his grip on her.

Ning Elegy looked at him nervously, not knowing what his expressions and words meant.

"Leave the woodshed today, don't live here." Feng Mohan glanced at the woodshed, and finally turned his attention to her, with an undisguised look of disgust on his face.

Ning Elegy said subconsciously: "No, it's pretty good here..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly realized that Feng Mohan was a man with a cleanliness freak, and looking at such a messy place now, I'm afraid he would be very disgusted with it.

"Then where do I live?"

"Just follow me." The man glanced at her, and his thin lips curled slightly.

It seems that Ning Elegy, who has lost weight, makes him even more fond of it.

His big palm reached out to hold her waist without any scruples, and the fat on the waist disappeared, and it made the man feel it, and the hand feeling was excellent.

Feng Mohan's hand just grabbed her waist like this, which made Ning Elegy unable to adapt for a while.

After such a long time, a man suddenly grabbed her waist and ate her tofu, which made her more or less nervous.

Feng Mohan's hand was very strong, basically her footsteps followed him out uncontrollably.

"After going back, wash and change clothes first." Feng Mohan said while giving her a disgusted look.

The man's eyes were full of disgust.

Ning Elegy recalled the astonishment of the other people when they saw her before, and curled their lips a little depressed.

This man really has no meaning at all, wouldn't he just pretend to satisfy her vanity?

When the two of them walked out, there were many students around them.

Feng Mohan put his hand on Ning Elegy's shoulder in displeasure, with a strong sense of possession.

At this moment, a man rushed over shyly, and handed the letter paper he was holding carefully to Ning Elegy.

(End of this chapter)