Chapter 155

"Well, I don't know what the prince is going to do with the fifth prince?" Feng Su put down her teacup and put her hands on the table. She approached Lian Gongjin and said with a smile, "or does the king really love this only apprentice, so I'll let him go this time?"

Her tone was so vague that people couldn't understand what he meant. With a clear smile, Lian Gong Jin suddenly put her in her arms and forced her to sit on her lap. Seeing the blush at the root of her ears, she said, "it depends on whether Miss Feng's things can satisfy me."

Qing'er stood on one side, stiff all over. Qing'er lowers her head and pretends not to see it, but her face is already red. Qing'er kept saying in her heart that if you are not polite, you should not listen. But her fingers were twisted together, and she was very nervous.

Feng Su raised her head and saw her like this. She couldn't help but take away Lian Gong Jin and tried to climb up on her chest. She sighed at Qing'er: "Qing'er, you go down first. If you have something, I'll call you."

Qing'er is startled and throws her handkerchief to the ground. Then immediately reaction come over, green son quickly squat down the body to put the PA to his sleeve, flurried back out. Just go out, green son immediately relaxed tone, quickly patted to pat own cheek, the dry heat on the face this just dropped down.

I don't know why, although even the Lord is always contemptuous of the young lady, she should be firmly on the side of the young lady. It's just that even though the Lord is a little terrible, he is very good to the young lady. I think the young lady knows this, so she is very tolerant to the Lord Lian.

In the room, Lian Gong Jin sees Feng Su jump down angrily and immediately digs off the topic: "Mo Qi Min is thoughtful. How do you know that he did what happened last time?"

Feng Su twisted a piece of parchment and put it into her mouth. She chewed it slowly. I just think this cake is very special. It's sweet but not greasy. It tastes delicious. Feng Su smiles, blinks his eyes and says, "I guess. Bai's repeated failures have long been suspected by his father. And the sixth Prince is only busy with the new servant girl, where have time to take care of me. As for the seventh prince, he looks down on the dispute over the backyard and doesn't think that such a struggle can affect the overall situation. He is not the one who will waste his time on such meaningless things. "

She said very definitely, but the brow of Lian Gong Jin is several can't observe ground Cu to get up. For some reason, he always felt that Feng Su seemed to have different feelings for Mo Qiyun from other princes. He knew that the feeling would not be like or hate. But he had clearly investigated Feng Su and the seventh prince, and had not had any contact with him before. It's a strange feeling. Lian Gongjin even thinks that he thinks too much.

But now it's coming back. Lian Gongjin suddenly felt very unhappy. She put her finger on the table with a big gem ring inlaid with gold and silk in the south, and put the cake she had chewed half down into her mouth. His action is very elegant, but his words are very vicious: "then why is it the fifth prince, or does Miss Feng feel that any Prince loves you so much that she has to kill you?"

Feng Su Leng for a moment, just feel that his words suddenly very sarcastic. She can't help but get angry, this person is really, a disagreement can freeze to death. What else is hate for love? Feng Su frowned tightly and poked his slender fingers at his chest. However, she pulled his collar and touched him, pretending to be ambiguous and said: "maybe it is. So, should I consider accepting it, so that I can be more relaxed. " Feng Su felt her chin and seemed to be very serious.

Lian Gong Jin was stunned. Then he narrowed his eyes, bit his teeth and said, "Feng Su, you dare!"

Seeing that he seemed to have the rhythm of blasting hair, Feng Su took the initiative to let him go and jumped one meter away from him: "I'm just making jokes. The Lord doesn't have to take it seriously. As for why he is the fifth prince, why don't you ask him? "

Even the palace brocade sighed tone, palm thumb in the ring finger with the middle finger on friction, as if very sorry. Feng Su's heart was cold, and she looked at him warily. Even the temple brocade is dumb but lose a smile, immediately stand up, languidly way: "since Miss Feng refuses to say, that this also is not good, force a person difficult."

Feng Su stepped back and watched him go out. She couldn't help shaking her head. The tea on the table hasn't cooled yet. Feng Su holds a cup in her hand. The fifth Prince has not acted for so many years. At this moment, he acted rashly. It is clear that something has changed.

Now Feng gentle has married the third prince, but she is only a side imperial concubine. This kind of position, even if Feng gentle really can support the third prince to sit on the throne, it is just a concubine's position. What's more, with the increasingly fierce fight among the princes, it is obviously unwise to bet all the treasures on one person.

The Marquis's office of the town must have contacted the fifth prince, and promised to pay a certain price, which coaxed the fifth Prince out. Success or failure. I heard that her great cousin had not married yet, but all the suitors had broken the threshold. The fifth prince, I'm afraid, is also moved.

It's just a pity that fengqingxi is obviously not suitable for harming others. Instead, he destroys the plan of the fifth prince. Since the last thing failed, the fifth prince must be thinking of other ways. It is the best time for the three princes to return to the city.At this time, it must be time for his Highness's letter to be sent to the third prince. The fifth prince, sometimes he knows too much about secrets. I'm afraid it's not a good thing.

In the third prince's mansion, Mo Qilin was holding the letter in his hand, and his eyes were almost bursting with fire. The seventh Prince Mo Qiyun stood beside him. He took the letter and took a look at it. His brow suddenly wrinkled deeply: "third brother, this man is obviously playing with you. His mother and concubine are eunuchs in the palace. They all look at him. How can they live?"

Mo Qilin picked up the Magnolia hairpin on the table. There was a trace of blood red embedded in the green jade. It looked very special. This kind of blood heart Magnolia hairpin, the whole palace also but soft imperial concubine one person has. What's more, the quality of the hairpin is very clear. It's the one of Rou Fei. There's no fake. However, when Princess Rou was buried, the hairpin was buried with her. Mo Qilin's face was both surprised and happy. His whole face was distorted. These words almost popped out of his teeth: "don't tell your father about this."

If all the words in this letter are true, then his mother's wife died of illness. When she called him back to Beijing, she was assassinated on the way, provoked his relationship with his seven younger brothers, and sent this letter now. Every step seems to follow the steps set by that person. Mo Qilin couldn't help but feel cold on his back. Maybe even his mother's concubine suffered from the disease on purpose. If you think about it like this, it's really terrible.

Mo Qilin's eyes added a trace of blood red, said: "seven younger brother, you go back first. When I go, you will lead people to encircle and suppress me. I'll see who dares to tease me like this. "

Mo Qi Yun sighed, and a touch of worry immediately appeared in his eyes. He clenched his fist, as if to say something. However, he just raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "third brother, I understand." Mo Qiyun's face suddenly dignified, then turned and left.

That night, Mo Qilin, dressed in black and carrying a stack of letters in his arms, rushed from the side gate to the outskirts of the east of the city. The soldiers guarding the gate immediately opened the door and let go when they saw the waist tag of the third prince. When Mo Qilin rushed to the designated place, the whole slope was empty, and occasionally there was a dark wind blowing by, which was very infiltrating. Mo Qilin clenched his hairpin and took a deep breath: "aren't you ready to show up?"

After waiting for half an hour, there was no response. Mo Qilin's eyes flashed a trace of shame, and turned to leave. All of a sudden, there was a voice of ghost howling, mixed with ethereal human voice: "the third prince didn't respect the agreement and brought people here privately. It seems that he is going to ignore the life of Rou imperial concubine? Then, the third prince, please come back

The voice of the visitors is floating, sometimes sharp, sometimes sarcastic, and can't distinguish men from women. The voice is also scattered with the wind, unable to tell the direction. Mo Qilin's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect the other party to be so cautious: "wait a minute, don't you want this?"

Mo Qilin suddenly took out a stack of letters from his arms and raised them in the air: "the prince wants to see people first. If not, how can I know if what you said is true or false?"

A man in purple appeared in front of him. His sword eyebrows flew wildly. He laughed and pulled the letter from Mo Qilin's hand. Suddenly he turned back and kicked Mo Qilin out: "is the third prince looking too high at himself?"