The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 105
Feng Wuxie is really having a headache now, why doesn't this Emperor Chu play his cards according to common sense, if he rewards her with some gold and silver treasures.

She also accepted it with a smile, but what is this now?
As soon as the old man touched his upper and lower lips, he accepted Feng Wuxie into the academy and became a bitter student.

Feng Wuxie looked at Emperor Chu's scheming smile, and secretly sighed in his heart, what a mistake, that academy is a place where only princes are qualified to enter, if a little girl like her enters that kind of place, she will not be accepted by those princes and princesses. Bullying to death?
Thinking of this, Feng Wuxie really had the urge to throw herself into a trap.

But now it's hard to get off, if you refuse again, it will be really embarrassing, so I have to bite the bullet and agree.

Coming out of Shengde Palace, Feng Wuxie felt the supreme power of imperial power for the first time.

No one can figure out what Emperor Chu is thinking now. On the surface, it seems that he is rewarding Feng Wuxie, but this is not a disguised imprisonment?

The Royal Academy, is it really so easy to stay?
The palace at night was covered with a layer of hoarfrost by the silver moon, and the whole palace seemed to be coated with a layer of silver ash. A cool wind blew by, and there was a whimper from a distance.

Under the dilapidated eaves, a huge spider crawled through the web, pulled out a long thread, and blocked the gap in the window with one thread after another.

When the cold wind blew, the spider web shook a bit, and the few mosquitoes stuck to the spider web were still struggling, trying to break free from the shackles of the spider web.

It's just a pity that every time they struggle, their bodies are glued more firmly.

The room was pitch black, and with the faint moonlight, one could only vaguely see a figure squatting in the corner, she was sitting still like a piece of wood carving.

After an unknown amount of time, a gray pigeon flew in from outside the window. The figure hurriedly hugged the pigeon in his arms, and stuffed the note he had prepared in advance onto the pigeon's leg.

Tie it up with a thin thread, and let the pigeon fly out again while no one is around.

Looking at the gray pigeon flying away, a venomous smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth, and she could only see the woman's pale face through the window lattice, and this person was Lan Fei.

There were footsteps in the distance, and the voice of the palace maid came in.

"This Lin Xiang is really pitiful. He obviously didn't do anything, but he was imprisoned by his own daughter and wanted to beheaded, hey."

"Hey, didn't you say it was exile? Why did it become beheading again?"

"Shh, be quiet, I just heard this from Xiao Dezi. I heard that many ministers joined Lin Xiang. The emperor was still hesitant, but after the queen went in, he became furious. ..."

The voices of the two people's conversation gradually faded away, and Lan Fei was hiding in the corner of the wall, but her body was trembling like a leaf falling in the wind.

The sharp nails dug into the flesh, and the blood flowed out without even noticing it.

Hate, she hates so much.

It is well known that the Queen and Concubine Lan do not get along. Now that she has just been thrown into the cold palace, the Queen can't wait to uproot the Lin family.

One by one will put her to death.

Unexpectedly, a few words of slander would plunge the Lin family into a place of eternal doom.

Lan Fei smiled miserably, took out a pill from her sleeve, and took it without hesitation.

It's not that easy to want her to die.

Feng Wuxie returned home, looked at the house full of rewards, and frowned slightly. Emperor Chu sent things to Feng's house with such great fanfare.

It stands to reason that Feng Wuxie should be satisfied, after all, being able to enter the eyes of the emperor is a supreme honor.

It's just that, but it broke the tranquility of the past.

Not to mention that people from the original Feng family came to visit, even if you invite them, they will not be able to come.

It's good now, Xueshi Li came today and said he had a headache for a long time, and wanted Feng Wuxie to prescribe a prescription, and another Gao Shangshu came tomorrow and said he was vain, and wanted to ask for some good medicine.

Anyway, it was Zhang San and Li Si who took turns running to Feng Wuxie's house, as if they had already regarded her as a miracle doctor, even those noble ladies came to Feng Wuxie's house to let Feng Wuxie feel the pulse.

If it's about getting a good medical treatment, Feng Wuxie wouldn't say anything.

But every lady who came to find Feng Wuxie's pulse looked at her with a smile on her face, from head to toe, and from foot to head.

His eyes turned around Feng Wuxie's slender waist and buttocks, and then moved to the scenery in front of his chest.

I kept nodding, as if I was very satisfied with you.

If it wasn't for the good upbringing that told Feng Wuxie not to hit people, she probably would have kicked out all these messy people long ago.

With a froze face, Dongxiang sent out the lady who came to "see a doctor" in a good-tempered manner, and fell down on the chair tired.

"Miss, this is really not going to work. Let's not talk about anything else. If you come to our house every day, this Biluochun drinks more than our year's supply. If this continues, you will definitely go bankrupt."

Feng Wuxie rested his chin in his hands, stared at one place with straight eyes, and didn't respond to Dongxiang's complaints at all.

Dongxiang looked at Feng Wuxie with empty eyes, and waved her hand a few times in front of her eyes: "Miss, miss? Are you stupid?"

Feng Wuxie slapped the table suddenly, and said to Dongxiang, "We can't go on like this."

Dongxiang was stunned for a moment, then she understood, clapped her hands and said, "Yes, we can't let them drink Biluochun anymore, let's replace them with the worst tea."

In Dongxiang's subconscious mind, she thought that these ladies came to Fengjia just to drink Biluochun, as long as the tea was changed, they would stop coming.

bang...

After being snapped on the head, Feng Wuxie gave her a helpless look: "Do you really think they came to our house for tea?"

"Ah? Isn't it?" Dongxiang's eyes widened, and she looked at Feng Wuxie with some puzzlement. Ever since the young lady saved Helian's son and received the reward from the emperor, this mansion is like going to a big fair.

In just a few days, her legs became thinner.

"They, they probably came to come for a kiss." Feng Wuxie muttered with a sad face, but Dongxiang's heart was bursting with joy.

"That's right, why didn't I think of this? Miss is talented and beautiful. The current Feng family is not what it used to be. It should be a good choice. In my opinion, the son of Xueshi Li's family is quite good. He is handsome, and he has a good family background." Dongxiang was immersed in her own fantasy, if the young lady could get married with Mr. Li, it would be considered a good marriage.

Feng Wuxie was expressionless, and smiled coldly in his heart: "Well, it's not bad, Mr. Li treats people very well, especially to Lianyu from Cuiyan Tower, it's so nice, staying overnight, singing and dancing at night, really happy... ..."

"Yes, Mr. Li is very kind." Dongxiang didn't realize it, and suddenly stopped abruptly, her voice raised her pitch: "What? Cuiyan Tower?"

Then he said viciously: "Damn, what, Miss, you can't like this kind of person, let's pick others..."

When Dongxiang mentioned Feng Wuxie's marriage, she was extremely excited.

It's no wonder she is like this, ever since Feng Wuxie was annulled by the prince and became the laughing stock of the whole city, Dongxiang has been holding her breath.

Now that the opportunity finally came, Feng's family stood up again, Dongxiang wished that Feng Wuxie could marry a decent family, and let out this bad breath.

Feng Wuxie knew that Dongxiang was doing it for her own good, but she really couldn't bear to express it so nakedly.

Feng Wuxie turned and entered the house, closed the door to stop Dongxiang from chattering, and sat in front of the window with his chin resting on his back, looking at the wisteria in the courtyard, falling into deep thought.

Third Uncle's injuries were just superficial wounds, and after using her medicine, he was almost completely healed.

She wasn't worried about that at all.

Entering the Royal Academy might really be a good choice.

But that must be after the emperor's birthday banquet, but how should I spend these three days?

Unconsciously, the slender fingers were brought to her mouth to bite again, Feng Wuxie frowned, and suddenly her eyes lit up, thinking of someone.

When Feng Wuxie appeared in front of Gong Muran dressed in men's clothing, he almost dropped the glass cup in his hand in shock.

Even after returning to that gentle and refined appearance, only a few traces of narrowness flashed in those dark eyes: "Are you running away from home?"

He had heard about the matter of Feng's family before, but he didn't expect it to be so serious, even Feng Wuxie, who was always calm and composed, was forced into such a mess by those wives.

She even slipped out disguised as a man and ran to him to take refuge.

Feng Wuxie lifted his robe, sat down on the chair carelessly, stretched out his hand and reached for Gong Muran's hand, Gong Muran only felt that his hand was empty, and when he raised his eyes again, Feng Wuxie had already drank all the tea .

There were still a little water stains on her lips, which made her lips crystal clear, like jelly. Gong Moran's heart froze when he saw it, and he hurriedly turned his eyes away.

Feng Wuxie wiped the water stains around his mouth with his sleeve, and gave Gong Muran a sad look: "Even you make fun of me."

After a pause, he took a closer look at Gong Muran, only to feel that his face under the mask was as white as jade, and the delicate skin was even more beautiful than a woman's skin.

I just don't know how beautiful the face under this mask should be. Feng Wuxie became playful, and blinked at Gong Moran, revealing a sly smile.

Those lazily squinted eyes were like a cunning fox.

"When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was 14 years old, there was a beautiful girl by his side. Now His Royal Highness King Jin is over twenty-one years old. I am afraid that good things are coming soon. I wonder if there is any princess who can satisfy King Jin. Even if there is no candidate, even if a side concubine is established first, the emperor must be very satisfied."

Hearing Feng Wuxie's words, Gong Moran shivered abruptly.

Since ancient times, princes have not been allowed to make decisions about their marriages. Which one has not been the victim of a political marriage?
The birthday banquet this time sounds nice to celebrate the birthday, but who doesn't know the purpose of those proton princesses coming to Xichu?

If they can marry with the royal family, they can be regarded as playing their role.

And this birthday banquet, presumably the emperor will make arrangements.

Gong Moran really hadn't thought about the matter of setting up a concubine. Before, he didn't dare to think that his poison might break out one day and die.

Even if the emperor wanted to make him a concubine, he was powerless?
But it's different now, his illness has recovered, and he's at the age to marry a concubine again, so I'm afraid he won't be able to escape this time.

(End of this chapter)