Chapter 242

Feng Su coughed for a while, and her face became pale. Qing'er takes the water and hands it to her. Feng Su's eyes were a little chilly. She stood up, went to the desk, picked up the brush, dipped in ink, and wrote on the paper stroke by stroke. Qing'er hurried forward to polish her ink. Looking at her master, she felt as if she was worshiping Buddha. Green son's heart suddenly faintly flustered, unexpectedly feel in front of the woman at any time to Huawei a mist spread.

What's more strange is that it's so cold in the room. The brazier has already gone out. Only the incense is still burning. Qing'er can't help frowning. His wife always hates the smell. But after a while, Qing'er felt dizzy and went straight down.

Feng Su didn't seem to notice the same, still holding a brush in his hand, writing meticulously on the paper. Her handwriting is always beautiful, especially good at small regular script. The plain white paper was stained with ink. A big "Buddha" character occupied the middle of the paper, but the word "devil" was all around. It's really strange. When the watchman outside was wondering, he saw that the woman inside suddenly raised her head and gave him a smile. He was startled and fell to the bottom of the tree.

Before people could react, a wind came out from inside, so fast that he changed color immediately. Feng Su was holding a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing in his hand and put it on his neck. He laughed happily: "go back and tell your master, don't have a second time."

The words are neat, and the starting is also neat. Before the other person hiding in the corner has time to respond, the man who was held by Feng Su has been wiped his throat and fell to the ground. He was shocked and turned over as soon as he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.

When Qing'er woke up, she was lying on her own bed, covered with a thick fur quilt, which almost made her breathless. Feng Su see her wake up, immediately carry a bowl of black soup to her. Qing'er was moved and tears filled her eyes. She didn't think much about it, so she drank it. She wanted to sit up, but she felt as soft as a loach and couldn't get up. Feng Su quickly came forward to stop her action, explained that she was first affected by the cold, and lay on the ground for a long time, so the body loss is serious, this just has no strength, rest for a while. Qing'er doesn't have any doubts. Seeing her master say this, she nods and believes. She doesn't know why she suddenly feels sleepy. Before Qing'er can admit her mistake, she can't help but close her eyes and go to sleep.

Just at this time, the governor of Hengzhou came to invite him. Feng Su sighed, opened the door and walked out quickly. The visitor was a pretty little servant girl with a round face and a bun of an ordinary servant girl. Seeing her, the little servant girl bowed respectfully first, which explained her intention and led Feng Su to the front hall.

On the way, Feng Su asked some questions, and she answered them one by one. Feng Su knew that the maid was called tangyuan. Looking at the round little face of the servant girl, it's true that she has the right name. Feng Su's eyes seldom smile. The servant girl called Tangyuan was very nervous. Her back was straight. She was afraid that she might do something wrong and offend the noble man in front of her.

But a moment later, they turned to the front hall of the magistrate's office. Mr. Liu immediately came forward to salute. Feng Su replied with a smile. Looking up, he saw a handsome man standing in the hall, accompanied by a man hidden in a black robe. As soon as Feng Su appeared, he immediately raised his head. There was almost blood in his scarlet eyes. Feng Su's eyes seemed to be flowing with brilliance, but for a moment, she quickly returned to peace. Junxiu's name is Li Changfu. He is the Minister of the seventh prince. As for the black robed man, if she can't recognize his familiar dress, she will be ashamed of the arrangement with the princess.

Feng Su shakes her head. She really can't figure out what's good between this and Princess yuan, which is worthy of Mo Qi Yun's love. In her previous life, she married Mo Qiyun long ago. Naturally, she didn't get married. A few years later, Princess Heyuan was already an old girl, but she was still very bright. Princess Heyuan came from the grassland and was about to marry the most noble man in the Northern Qi Dynasty. Mo Qiyun refused and had to accept it. Although she was suffering from angina, she knew how inconvenient it was to be born emperor. She sympathized with his pains. Don't want to, but lead a wolf into the room, didn't expect that the face of such a beautiful woman, secretly is a so cruel master.

What happened in the previous life, Mo Qiyun, a shrewd person, didn't know. He was watching her die. If not, how could he settle down in the Northern Qi Dynasty. Even more, the whole Feng Su is watching her die, just for the safety of Feng Fu. Until she died, she couldn't figure out how she died. It's ridiculous to think about it now. Feng Su's eyebrows and eyes are cold, as if covered with a layer of frost. She sat on the throne with a smile. As Princess Lian, she got the name of Princess Chang'an before she got married. It's only natural that she got married and was granted a title. Therefore, she is the only person in this room who has the highest status and should be on the throne.

Liu's heart "suddenly" straight jump, only feel that something is going to happen today. However, he is in a low position. Even if he wants to speak, he can't say anything. Feng Su put her fingers on the table and looked at the rising mist in the tea cup. Mint died so miserably that the man opposite must have hated her. But if he knew that his beloved had been betrayed and abandoned by his master, would he still be loyal to that woman as he is now? Feng Su raises Mou to hope to that whole body hide in the man in the robe, the throat sends out a few meaning unidentified smile."Even the princess, the minister and so on, have been ordered by the emperor to investigate the death of the seventh prince. Please tell me the truth. " Li Changfu really couldn't hold back. He raised his hand and tried hard.

He used to be a disciple of an innocent family. He didn't care to do such dirty things, but he ran into the prince bullying women. He didn't want to meddle in his own business, but it's not easy to talk about such things. Li Changfu thought of this, and his palm on his knee suddenly clenched into a fist, with pain in his eyes. Before he got home, he saw his wife running out madly. He was startled. Before he spoke, his wife was slashed on the back, and there was no sound.

Although Li Changfu is not a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death, the fact is appalling. In the daytime, there were such maniacs. Li Changfu was cold with fright. He stood in the alley and did not dare to move. He was scared of half his life. The madman, with his face covered, took a purposeful look in his direction as he left. Li Changfu suddenly fell to the ground and woke up. He got up in a hurry and rushed into the house like crazy. He saw the corpses all over the ground. Even his 60 year old mother died in bed.

Pity him. Li Changfu's family broke down in one day. Life is not like death. When he was stunned, he saw a jade pendant scattered on the ground. He took the jade pendant and complained everywhere, but it was beaten out. He lived like a dead dog. He knew that the jade pendant belonged to a favorite bodyguard under the prince. As soon as Li Changfu thought of those days, he could not help but gnash his teeth. He was in agony.

Although he had no way to appeal, he never gave up until he met the seventh Prince Mo Qiyun. He was startled, but he didn't think that the seventh prince asked him to go to the prince's house, and he was listening to him explain the whole story in detail. Afterwards, he promised to get justice for him. In this way, he could not repay his kindness. Of course, he was very grateful to Mo Qiyun.

Feng Su looked at him carefully and knew what he was thinking. This Li Changfu thinks he is a smart man, but he doesn't know how a patient man like Mo Qiyun can let him be such a talented man. It's just a play. Poor Li Changfu, he still believes it. Feng Su took a sip of the tea cup on the table and said, "it was natural at that time. I just hope Lord Li can handle it impartially. Don't wronged our palace." Feng Su suddenly began to laugh, and her face was full of enchantment. "Such a weak person in our palace can't be wronged by adults."

Li Changfu frowned in disgust. He only felt that the princess of Anyang was so unruly. No wonder they were divorced twice. Feng Su naturally knew what he was thinking, and suddenly changed his color. His tone was cold: "in that case, if Mr. Li has anything to say, please tell me."

Li Changfu thinks he is innocent. In fact, he doesn't know how many dirty things Mo Qiyun has done. Waiting for the truth to come out that day, I don't know if he has the face to live in the world. Feng Su is ready to smile. Qing'er is pure in nature. She should not see such a dirty place. What's more, there's a man who is thinking about Qing'er's life. It's better to hide her tightly. There are too many dirty things in this world that can kill people without being aware of them.