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

Chapter 66
After hearing her words, Wu Feng seemed to have thought of something, motioned Feng Wuxie to wait a moment, then turned and entered the lobby.

When she came out again, she held a money bag in her hand and handed it to Feng Wuxie: "This is the silver taels earned by Fulutang these days, I will keep some of it for business, and I will use it for my sister on the way Bar."

Feng Wuxie took the money bag and counted it carefully, he couldn't help being a little surprised, there was a full 200 taels of silver: "How come there are so many?"

"I know some simple medical skills. I can treat patients with headaches and brain fever. I don't charge a consultation fee. Once I come and go, everyone will come." Wu Feng laughed.

Although Wu Feng's medical skills were not as simple as she said, Feng Wuxie didn't expose her intentions, and calmly collected the money, which was indeed needed along the way.

Seeing that Feng Wuxie took the money, Wu Feng's eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

Feng Wuxie explained a few more words to the siblings, then gave Zi Ninglu to Wu Feng, and told her the method to use.

Then he walked out, but after taking two steps, Feng Wuxie turned around again and said: "Poor people don't need to charge any fees for medical treatment. As for rich businessmen, they charge three times the medical fees."

Both Wu Long and Wu Feng wanted to laugh, Feng Wuxie's serious and black-bellied appearance was really cute, so he quickly agreed.

When Feng Wuxie came out of Fulutang, a carriage had already parked outside the door, Qinglong was dressed as a coachman, and when he saw Feng Wuxie, he nodded to her.

Feng Wuxie was not at all surprised that Qinglong envoy came to pick her up. If Mingjian Villa couldn't even find out this bit of news, it really wouldn't be worthy of the No. [-] village in the world.

Just when Feng Wuxie was about to get into the carriage, Qinglong Envoy looked a little embarrassed, and took a look inside the carriage.

Feng Wuxie didn't know what he was thinking, so he stretched out his hand to open the car curtain, and saw a person sitting upright inside.

She couldn't help but froze for a moment: "Why are you here?"

Du Chun smiled, pointed to the seat beside him and said, "Sit down first, and I'll talk to you later."

Today Du Chun was wearing a plain white robe, and his black hair was tied in a bun on the top of his head, tied with a white jade hairpin.

He held an ivory folding fan in his hand, and he was dressed like a nobleman.

Feng Wuxie was a little uncertain about what he was going to do, so he just glanced at him, and said mockingly: "Why don't you pretend to be a pharmacist, and become a suave noble son instead?"

This Du Chun never confessed to her from the beginning to the end, sometimes he was a pharmacist, sometimes he was a noble son, and even the Azure Dragon Envoy of Mingjian Villa was afraid of him, which made Feng Wuxie treat his little Goodwill is gone.

Du Chun knew that Feng Wuxie was angry with him, so he had no choice but to hold up the wine glass on the table in front of him and said, "Okay, okay, I'll punish myself with three glasses first."

As he spoke, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then drank two more glasses.

This carriage is huge, with soft couches on three sides, and a small table that can be retracted freely in the middle, with several delicate side dishes placed on it.

Feng Wuxie watched Du Chun drink three cups in a row without any emotion on his face. At this moment, the carriage was already slowly heading out of the city gate.

After the self-punishment, Du Chun said to Feng Wuxie: "Famous Sword Villa is the number one village in the world, and the weapons made by the weapon masters inside are unparalleled in the world. I am also entrusted by the prince to go this time. To build a batch of weapons, coincidentally, I didn't expect Wu Xie to go with you, and you happened to be on the same road, hehe, on the same road."

Although Feng Wuxie didn't want to, but Du Chun said she had eyes and nose, so she had no choice but to give up, but there was such an eyesore person along the way, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Especially when he thought that Du Chun might still be related to Jun Yeli, the discomfort magnified infinitely. No matter how he looked at it, Du Chun looked like an undercover agent sent by him.

Du Chun knew that Feng Wuxie had a prejudice against him, so he sneaked a glance at her with lowered eyebrows, and saw that her expression was the same, but the panic in his heart deepened.

Few people can bear this Feng Wuxie's temper. She has such a cold temper, hiding everything in her heart. Although she doesn't show it on her face, she can't tell when the other party will suffer from being dumb.

He had heard about Feng Wuxie's "great achievements" at the Hundred Flowers Banquet a few days ago, he never expected that she would punish those people so badly, and even get a box of gold for nothing.

Concubine Lan seemed to be sick from anger, which was really heart-warming.

Feng Wuxie didn't want to talk to Du Chun, and he didn't dare to make fun of himself anymore, he just opened the curtain to look at the scenery outside the window.

Mingjian Villa is located in the south of Yunyang City, 3 miles away from the capital, and it takes [-] days to ride a fast horse.

According to the speed of this carriage, it is not bad to arrive within five days.

The carriage bumped all the way, Feng Wuxie closed his eyes and rested his mind, while Du Chun was lying on the window in boredom, watching the passers-by.

At this moment, there was a noise from behind, the sound of horseshoes from behind, and a row of guards were running from behind.

The passers-by were all driven to the sides by the imperial guards, even Feng Wuxie's carriage was stopped by the side of the road.

They could only move after waiting for the great figure behind them to pass by.

Ever since seeing Feng Wuxie's astonishing face in Wanhua Pavilion, Gong Tianshuo has been immersed in the shock of that day, the veil in his hand seems to be stained with Feng Wuxie's faint fragrance, even he I can't figure it out myself.

She is obviously just an abandoned woman, the laughing stock of Yunyang City, but why does her heart feel like it has been hollowed out, and she always feels empty.

This feeling has been lingering around him, so that he wonders if he is sick?In order to prove my own ideas.

Today Gong Tianshuo specially went to find Feng Zhirou, when he saw His Highness the Crown Prince descending from the sky, Feng Zhirou couldn't believe his eyes.

Today, she is wearing a lotus root pink dress, her fair face is pink, and her bright eyes are dyed with sparkles, making her even more charming.

Looking at Feng Zhirou's shy and timid look, Gong Tianshuo's depression can only be relieved, that is to say, who would let such a beauty fall in love with that trash.

What's more, he was divorced by himself. If he went back to find her again, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?
It must be Feng Wuxie's deliberate plan to make her change her mind because of her divorced marriage.

Thinking of this, Gong Tianshuo's complexion improved. After neglecting Tianfeng Zhirou for so long, in order to make the beauty smile, he decided to take her with him on this trip.

Wouldn't it be nice to play while doing the tasks entrusted to you by your father?
The carriage was unimpeded along the way, and there were beauties by his side, Gong Tianshuo seemed to have found his previous sense of grace again.

And the trouble that Feng Wuxie brought to him has also been alleviated a lot.

The motorcade went straight out of the city, and the people on both sides of the street looked at the prince and the beautiful woman beside him with fear and curiosity.

Feng Zhirou's face was flushed, and she supported the pearl hairpin on her head with her bare hands, with a proud smile on her face, very proud of the envious eyes of the common people.

As long as the prince still has feelings for her, she still has hope for the position of the princess.

Her soft and boneless body was tightly pressed against Gong Tianshuo, with her plain hand holding his arm, wishing to announce to the whole world that she was the future princess.

But on the unconscious side of her head, her gaze happened to touch Feng Wuxie's carriage, and she was startled at that time.

Feng Zhirou has not forgotten, since the last time Gong Tianshuo saw Feng Wuxie, she was in a daze.

She bit her lip secretly, determined not to let Gong Tianshuo see Feng Wuxie.

Turning her mind, Feng Zhirou let out an exclamation, and then searched on the ground in panic.

Seeing her like this, Gong Tianshuo followed her eyes curiously, and asked with concern: "What's wrong, Rou'er?"

With a sad face on her face, Feng Zhirou wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said sadly, "I beg Your Highness the Crown Prince to forgive me, the girl accidentally lost the bracelet that the Crown Prince gave me."

As he said that, he bent down to kneel down, but Gong Tianshuo stretched out his hand to support him, and he said generously: "I thought it was some great object, but it turned out to be just a bracelet. I will buy you another one."

In such a short time, Gong Tianshuo's carriage drove past Feng Wuxie, and the distance between the two was no more than two meters.

If Feng Zhirou hadn't resorted to such a trick, the two of them were destined to meet each other.

Seeing that Gong Tianshuo didn't notice Feng Wuxie, Feng Zhirou breathed a sigh of relief and smiled softly at Gong Tianshuo: "Thank you, Your Highness, Prince."

Seeing that the carriage did not go to the place where the two had dated before, and even the waiting guards were twice as many as usual, Feng Zhirou asked in surprise.

"Your Highness, is this?"

Gong Tianshuo smiled at her mysteriously, and said in a somewhat excited tone: "This prince is going to do a big thing, which will definitely impress Father."

Although she didn't know what the big event Gong Tianshuo was talking about, Feng Zhirou had a vague feeling that it was related to the emperor's birthday banquet.

Then he followed Gong Tianshuo's flattery: "His Royal Highness is a martial artist, no matter what it is, His Highness will not be troubled."

Gong Tianshuo, who said this, laughed, scratched Feng Zhirou's nose with his hand and said, "I like your empathy."

A pair of big hands moved back and forth along Feng Zhirou's curves, and Feng Zhirou fell into his arms, and said softly, "Your Highness..."

It wasn't until the Imperial Forest Army went far away that Feng Wuxie's carriage started slowly.

I don't know what these royal teams are going to do, but all the vehicles on the road slowed down in unison to distance themselves from them.

The sun is shining outside the window, and the green willows are sprouting. A few days ago, there was a light rain and the trees on both sides of the road were washed away spotless.

The mountains in the distance are undulating and stretching into the distance, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

The emerald green leaves bore the freshness of the grass and trees into the car.

Feng Wuxie moved his nose slightly, took a deep breath, slowly opened his closed eyes, stretched out his hand to lift the car curtain, and his vision became wider.

It is a piece of emerald green color in the eyes, accompanied by the singing of birds, it looks particularly refreshing.

Feng Wuxie lay lazily by the car window, enjoying the rare peace.

(End of this chapter)