Chapter 116

"Brother." He Ning got into the carriage and couldn't wait to say, "brother, the man just now is..."

The man sitting inside immediately raised his head with a sneer: "hmm?" He Ning suddenly closed his mouth. The man bullied him and showed a satisfied look on his face. He stretched out his hand to hold her chin, licked her lip, and laughed, "you just need to take care of your own affairs. What's your identity? You need to be clear."

He Ning's body suddenly became stiff and said with a smile, "what do you say, brother! He Ning didn't know. Anyway, he Ning's brother's man, isn't he? " He Ning drew a circle on his chest with his fingers, and went to his arms, half coquettishly and half plaintively. "It's my brother. When I have someone in my heart, I forget he Ning."

Shakelv laughs twice, reaches out his hand and grabs her hard: "he Ning, don't worry. If it's done, I won't forget he Ning's credit."

A look of shame suddenly appeared on he Ning's face. When the driver outside the sedan chair heard what was going on inside, he could not help drooping his head and pretending not to hear.

After Feng Su stepped on Xiangge, the carriage was no longer there. Feng Su smiles and goes back to Feng Fu. In the middle of the walk, Feng Su suddenly ordered the driver to stop, lifted the curtain and glanced around: "since the prince of Mobei is here, why don't you come out for a chat?"

There was no movement in the dark. Feng Su gritted her teeth and put down the curtain. Her voice was a little chilly: "since Prince shakird doesn't want to come out to meet each other, then she will go back first."

As soon as the voice fell, some people came around. The leader looked at her with a chill in his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss Feng, our master, please come with us."

The people in the curtain were silent for a while. Suddenly, a silver shining dagger was thrown from it and came straight to the neck of the leading man. Unfortunately, it was not strong enough and fell directly on the ground. The man immediately burst out laughing, raised his sword in his hand, approached Fengsu's step, stabbed the driver to death with one sword, and then carefully raised the curtain.

The woman in it was sitting in a critical position, suddenly raised her head, and her eyes crossed in horror. The man glanced at her, but he didn't see the girl who knew martial arts, and the first-class girl who had just been promoted by her side, Hong Xiu, was not there. Only two small servant girls cowered together and stood in front of Feng Su, looking at him stubbornly. With a light smile, the man pointed his sword at Feng Su's neck and said with a smile, "Miss Feng, please follow me."

Having said that, the man's eyes crossed a trace of ruthlessness, and he was about to stab Qing'er Hongjin to death. Feng Su suddenly called out a voice and pulled out the bead hairpin in her hair to touch her neck: "let them go!"

"Miss Feng, is this a threat to me?" The man's forehead jumped straight, almost instantly furious, squinting at her like a threat, "I'm afraid miss Feng hasn't figured out the situation yet!"

Feng suqiang kept her mind steady, holding the Pearl hairpin's finger close to her, forcing out the red blood and sneering: "I don't think your master asked you to take a dead man back, did he?"

Her tone was very firm. The man was just about to retort, but he didn't know how to reply. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the two servant girls, and his face was unpredictable. After all, he gritted his teeth and said, "let me go!"

The two maids looked at each other. Then they looked at Feng su. They saw that their young lady didn't look at them at all. They had to bite their teeth and leave quickly. Feng Su just takes away the Pearl hairpin. Just as she wants to speak, the man claps her hand and knocks it down. Then she slaps it on her neck. Feng Su faints on the ground. There was a trace of poison in the man's eyes, and the man behind him picked her up and left quickly. But for a moment, there was only an empty carriage left in the alley.

When Feng Su woke up, her eyes were covered with black gauze, her hands and feet were tied, and she lay upright on the bed. She moved her hands and feet a little, and then she heard a sound of chain friction, and then a woman's voice sounded in her ear.

"Girl, are you awake?" Feng Su was blindfolded and couldn't see anyone, but her voice seemed to be a woman of the same age. Her voice was soft and sweet.

Feng Su opened her mouth, and her voice made her not help but be stunned. Her voice was hoarse and looked like old Europe. It was really hard to hear. However, the woman didn't seem to notice that she didn't say a word except to hold her up and prepare the food for her. Feng Su had no choice but to give up after many attempts.

At noon on the third day, Feng Su was lying in bed, sleepy. Suddenly, a man's voice came out of the door, and Feng Su suddenly woke up. The black cloth on the eyes is then uncovered, and Feng Su sees a man wearing a silver fox mask standing in front of the window. The Feng Su pupil suddenly shrinks, immediately in the heart quick calculate.

"How is Miss Feng staying with me?" The thin lips of the man exposed outside gently opened, but his words were as hoarse and old as more than eight old people, which seemed extremely empty and terrible in this room.

Feng Su took a look around the room. All the tables and chairs were made of yellow pear wood. There were all kinds of pearls and jades on them. The room is surrounded by four open and four closed Ivory jade white glass screens. The table near the bed is made of red sandalwood. On it is a red clay tea pot. On one side is a blue and white porcelain tea bowl with Biluochun in it. At the moment, it is still breathing slightly. The man stood there, and did not stop her eyes. His slightly upturned lip did not move and laughed. Through the eyes of the mask, he had a rare appreciation of silk.Although the things in the room are valuable, they are a little too vulgar. They are not like the official furnishings, but like a merchant. Feng Su frowned and suddenly said, "is that how the seventh Prince treats guests?"

There was a trace of interest in the eyes of the man under the mask, which was obviously a little shocked. However, the next second, his eyes quickly filled with guilt. Then he raised his hand to take off the mask and sat beside Feng su. The expression on his face is very strange. It seems that he can't lift his head. There is a rare blush on his cheek. Feng Sufu looks at him with interest. He is surprised. Mo Qiyun looks strange.

Then the next second, Feng Su can't help sneering. The seventh Prince Mo Qiyun raised his eyes and stared at her without blinking. His eyes looked complicated and seemed to have a lot to say. Feng Su almost thought he was born again, but what Mo Qiyun said next made her sneer. Mo Qiyun's face was apologetic, and he said with a kind of docile expression: "Miss Feng, don't blame my third brother. He is just confused for a moment, and he is not deliberately offending." Mo Qi Yun stopped, and a very real sadness appeared on his face. "Third brother, he has always been used to willfulness, but it's just a matter of marriage. Third brother and Miss Feng Si have to be together."

His incoherent words seemed to be an excuse for Mo Qilin. However, when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that every sentence explained that she was bound here by Mo Qilin. Feng Su seems to listen very seriously, and even has an angry look on her face: "the third prince's status is noble. Su Su doesn't have this blessing." When she said this, her eyebrows were raised and her tone was full of irony. Mo Qiyun frowned.

"Miss Feng, since you don't want to forgive my third brother, I can't say more. I have to trouble you to stay here for two days." Mo Qiyun put on the silver face, stood up and apologized.

Feng Su frowned and suddenly said, "the seventh Prince is locking me up like this. Aren't you afraid that I will go out and complain to the emperor?"

Mo Qiyun's steps stopped, then silently dropped a sentence: "will miss Feng? If Miss Feng wants to do such a thing, I'd like to marry you to be my concubine, and I'd like to be a concubine. " He pauses, then adds quickly.

Feng Su Leng for a while, and then quickly react. Mo Qiyun's intuition is as sensitive as ever. He expects that he won't make it public, that is, he doesn't want to marry him. It's just Feng Su's eyes crossed a trace of doubt. He tied himself up. What was he going to do? As for what Mo Qiyun said just now, she would not believe a word. Mo Qiyun will never do meaningless things. This time, he must be prepared.