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

Chapter 228 An Old Man Comes

Hearing Dongxiang's words, Feng Wuxie's heart ached like a knife, and he never thought that this series of changes was caused by himself.

And she is still staying in the comfort zone, living a happy life every day, she really deserves to be damned.

However, why didn't Jun Yeli stand up when such a big incident happened to the Feng family? Could it be that he just had the heart to watch the Feng family suffer such a catastrophe and remain indifferent?
For a moment, Feng Wuxie felt an unparalleled disappointment in his heart. At the critical moment, no one cared about himself.

Sure enough, you can't rely on others, you have to rely on yourself for everything.

At this moment, the hatred in Feng Wuxie's heart grew wildly, and a voice in her mind shouted that she wanted to go back.

Go back to Xichu and find out the series of things behind this.

Why did Gong Moran do this?Is it just for resistance?Won't you marry her?

Mosang's bedroom was resplendent and resplendent, obviously it was time to go to bed, but the inside was brightly lit with candles.

He sat on the wide king seat, his eyes were a little deep, and the expression on his face was a little unpredictable. Did his little fool finally lose his composure?

"It's so late, what's the matter?" Mo Sang asked Feng Wuxie, her tone as usual.

After bathing, the king had a charming demeanor, the wet hair was still dripping, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

"I need the king to help me." Feng Wuxie got straight to the point, and didn't go around with Mo Sang, Feng Qingyun was still locked in the prison, her life and death were unknown, she didn't have that much time.

Mo Sang didn't even frown, as if he knew that Feng Wuxie would do this for a long time, he leaned back with a lazy expression: "Why? How can you be sure that I want to help you?"

"I can help you pacify the four major tribes and solve the hidden dangers of bandits. Most importantly, I can help you solve the thing you dream of the most, the source of water." Feng Wuxie said calmly.

Mo Sang raised his head unexpectedly, and met her dark eyes, the sharpness in them made him dare not underestimate him: "Who are you?"

Feng Wuxie pulled out the hairpin on his head, and the ink-like black strands slanted down, revealing that alluring face.

"I am Princess Changying of Western Chu, Feng Wuxie."

"It's the general who beat the Great Pill King to death, Feng Wuxie?" Mo Sang asked with some surprise.

Feng Wuxie nodded: "Exactly."

Mo Sang looked at Feng Wuxie in disbelief, she didn't expect that the general who made Great Dan so afraid was a woman.

"What do you want from me?" Mo Sang asked.

"I want to return to Beijing as a princess."

Mo Sang raised her eyebrows: "Princess? Your appetite is not small."

Although he has three thousand beauties, he has never thought of setting up a concubine, just because he has never met a woman who made his heart beat in his life.

But listening to Feng Wuxie's words "Princess", Mo Sang's heart seemed to be hit, his expression was stunned, unable to recover for a long time, savoring the meaning of those two words carefully.

People in Nanfan can only have one partner in their life, and once they make an oath, it will last forever, but concubines can have many concubines.

Feng Wuxie was afraid that Mosang would disagree, so he hurriedly said again.

"I just want the status of a princess to protect myself and my relatives. There is no other meaning. After the incident, I will have a way to escape, and you have no loss at all. You can also solve the problem of water sources for the people. very fair."

The identity of Princess Changying is no longer suitable for Feng Wuxie.

The princess of Nanfan, this status is the most suitable.

Although Nanfan was only a subsidiary state of Western Chu, in this troubled time, Emperor Chu would never attack Nanfan.

On the contrary, with the financial resources of Nanfan, Emperor Chu will only try to win him over.

And the problem of water source has always been Mosang's big worry, if Feng Wuxie has a way to solve it, that would be the best.

Mo Sang, who came back to his senses, chuckled lightly, stood up from the throne, walked to the window, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and smiled lightly.

"After staying in the old place for a long time, I really have the urge to go outside for a walk."

Feng Wuxie's eyes lit up: "You agreed?"

"To be accompanied by a beautiful woman, and to be able to visit the scenery, why not agree?" Mo Sang said indifferently, but Feng Wuxie felt ashamed.

Her request was not something anyone could agree to, but Mosang was able to deal with it calmly, which she admired very much.

"When is the departure?" Mosang asked.

"The sooner the better."

After the Nanfan established a concubine, he had to go to Beijing to face the saint, and he would be recognized by the imperial edict issued by the Emperor Chu himself.

The stability of the royal power has completely stabilized the situation in the Nanfan, and Mosang has completely taken back the power of the four major tribes.

Although there were some fish that slipped through the net and some actions that were just about to start, they were all suppressed before they could be implemented.

Those who go to prison go to prison, those who are exiled are exiled, and those who are decapitated are decapitated.

And the most gratifying thing is that the problem of water source has been solved.

The lack of water in the desert is nothing more than the inability to store water well.

Feng Wuxie checked the terrain of Nanfan, and found that although there is sandy land here, there is a small piece of pasture on the northwest border.

The pasture has been eaten by sheep too much, and there are already signs of desertification. She asked Mosang to build a reservoir here to store rainwater, and no one should come near it.

However, this practice was protested by the people. Since ancient times, Nanfan has lived on this pasture. If Feng Wuxie made such a move, wouldn't it cut off their way of life?

"If we don't herd sheep, what will we eat?"

"No, we can't close the pasture. This woman is trying to kill us."

"We disagree, we disagree."

Looking at the people who were strongly opposed, Feng Wuxie pointed to the cactus in the desert and said: "You are guarding such a great wealth, but you don't know how to use it. Cactus can be used as medicine. If it is processed into medicine, it can cure the heart and stomach. Pain, lumps, dysentery, hemorrhoids, cough, sore throat, lung abscess, it can be used as trauma medicine to cure burns and snakebite. Aloe vera can be used to make beauty ointment, which can beautify and nourish the skin. If it is sold at the border, how many women will there be? Pursuing, isn’t this wealth? Why do you have to guard such a small pasture? Haven’t you noticed that the pasture is getting smaller and smaller? In another ten years, this pasture will turn into a desert. What will you do then? ?”

After a few words, everyone was speechless, and it is true that the pasture is gradually shrinking.

"However, we don't know how to make pharmaceuticals, nor do we know how to make cosmetic creams." Someone in the crowd whispered.

As long as someone lets go, it will be fine.

Feng Wuxie smiled faintly: "I will teach you the method, as long as you learn it with your heart, soon everyone will have enough food, warm clothes, and water to drink."

The crowd suddenly boiled up, and they flocked to Feng Wuxie: "I want to learn, I want to learn..."

Mo Sang stood aside, watching his tribe accept the new policy with a satisfied smile on his face.

After everything stabilized, King Mosang fell in love with hunting, and the women in the harem were already used to the king's travels, but this time the difference was that Xiao Dai who was next to the king disappeared, but brought a woman back.

Her figure is exquisite and exquisite, her black hair hangs down to her waist, and her face is so exquisite that the women in the harem are ashamed. No one dares to say that she is the number one beauty.

Originally thought that this woman would also be made a concubine Ji this time, but unexpectedly, Mo Sang took her directly into his bedroom and made her a concubine.

When the women in the harem heard the news, they were like a bolt from the blue, unable to recover for a long time.

Mo Sang didn't seem to see the despairing expressions of his women, she still went her own way and went out to play with the new princess.

On this day, Feng Wuxie played chess with Mo Sang, performing a perfect performance of a princess-to-be, but suddenly heard that the guards were coming to report.

"My lord, there is someone outside the palace who said he wanted to see the princess. He said yes, he said he was an acquaintance of the princess." Waiting for Wei said, he was not sure, but that person was very stubborn, and he was afraid of offending the princess's friend, so Just came to report.

Feng Wuxie put down the chess piece in his hand, and looked at the waiting guard with some doubts: "Can he tell what his name is?"

Wei Wei shook his head: "He said, you will know when you see it."

"Then let him come in." Feng Wuxie waved his hand, there was no one he knew in Nanfan, but this person insisted that he knew her, it was really strange.

After Wei carefully raised his head and saw that his king had no objection, he let out a sigh of relief and walked out.

I didn't expect the new princess to be so favored. Fortunately, he didn't drive people away.

Feng Wuxie sat down again, but his mind was not on the chessboard, and he didn't even feel that he was eaten by Mosang for several pieces.

"Princess, you lost." Mo Sang pushed the chessboard, feeling a little displeased, is his sense of existence that bad?

Feng Wuxie lowered her head, only to realize that a large piece of her chess pieces had been eaten, so she could only laugh: "Your Majesty's chess skills are superb, and my concubine admits defeat."

"Then tonight..."

Mo Sang smiled treacherously: "Can you let me go to bed?"

Feng Wuxie glared at him, why does he feel that this Mosang is getting more and more fake?

"Isn't Your Majesty going to review the memorial tonight? After so many days, it's time for the court's approval." Feng Wuxie said with a smile.

Mo Sang suddenly felt a little depressed, thinking of the approval document hidden by him, he felt a little guilty.

The approval document had arrived three days ago, but he kept holding it down and didn't take it out, but he didn't expect Feng Wuxie to know about it.

At this moment, Wei Wei led the man in, Feng Wuxie looked over, but his eyes widened in surprise.

"It's you?"

The visitor was dressed in a moon-white gown, with an outstanding demeanor, and the clothes were elegant as he walked, giving him an air of immortality.

What surprised Feng Wuxie the most was that his complexion was rosy, and he had long since lost his sick and weak look.

"Why did you appear here?" Feng Wuxie asked in surprise.

The difference between the two at the beginning was that he only had ten days to live. Later, Feng Wuxie had no news of him, and thought he was no longer alive. Now not only can he be seen, but he is still in such a healthy posture , Feng Wuxie is really happy.

(End of this chapter)