C218 Flying Pigeon Message

Wen Ling quickly stopped him. "Prince, don't be in such a hurry. Why don't you drink a cup of wine first. It'll be fun later on." Her charming eyes were like the waves as she teased the man in front of her.

Fu Huaiyu nodded and let Wen Ling down, then went back to the tent to wait. Wen Ling also took this opportunity to soak the poison Shen Qingwan gave her into the wine.

"Alright." He took the cup from Wenling and downed it in one gulp. She followed his actions with relief.

Fu Huaiyu, you asked for all of this!

By the time Fu Huaiyu finished the alcohol, even the usually cautious had already let his guard down due to the alcohol.

"Wen Ling, you seem a little different today than before." Fu Huaiyu squinted his eyes and spoke. Wen Ling pouted, then leaned even closer to him.

"Does Your Highness not like it?" Her soft and gentle tone made Fu Huaiyu smile even more.

How could she win without getting into the tiger's den? Since she had chosen this path, she had to succeed no matter what. Even if he ended up in a miserable state.

After the charming room was over, Fu Huaiyu had already fallen into a deep sleep. Wen Ling opened his eyes, and looked at him with cold and resentful eyes: "If you were willing to cherish me, I wouldn't have become like this." Her voice was so soft that only she could hear it.

From the looks of it, she was the noble concubine to the Ninth Prince, the most doted on by Fu Huaiyu. But in reality, she was just a lowly concubine in his eyes. When he thought of her, he would favor her. If he couldn't remember, he could only bitterly wait here until he died.

Looking at Fu Huaiyu's sleeping face, she practically had the urge to stab him to death. However, he still endured it for the greater good. He stood up slowly and walked to the window to avoid alarming her.

"I will work hard on this matter. But now, I hope that it will be of help to you. I also hope that you will fulfill your promise." Holding the carrier pigeon, Wen Ling couldn't help but mutter to himself.

After the carrier pigeons were sent out, Wen Ling quietly waited in the courtyard. It was just that in the evening, Fu Huaiyu came to her place once again. Furthermore, his face was extremely gloomy, causing Wen Ling to feel that it was a little strange.

"What's wrong with you, your highness?" Walking in front of Fu Huaiyu, Wen Ling carefully asked. His expression changed slightly when he saw the carrier pigeon in his hand, but he immediately let out a mocking smile. He was really wary of her.

Seeing that she had already noticed, Fu Huaiyu did not hide anything and directly placed the pigeon in front of her, "Speak, what happened? The guard said that you stealthily got up in the middle of the night to release the pigeon, who are you giving it to?"

No wonder it was so different last night. So it was for this! It was a waste of his trust, but luckily the guards at the mansion were smart enough to discover the pigeon in time. Otherwise, his plan would have gone awry …

"Your Highness, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Calming his mind, Wen Ling laughed and wanted to climb onto Fu Huaiyu's shoulder. However, Fu Huaiyu took a step back and dodged him.

"Can't understand? Didn't you want to release this carrier pigeon? "Still trying to quibble with me." Hearing that, Fu Huaiyu became a little angry, "But I did not open it to see exactly what it is, I just wanted you to give me an explanation." As he spoke, he moved the carrier pigeon again.

The carrier pigeon was originally a timid animal, it cried continuously due to Fu Huaiyu's actions. Wen Ling was a little annoyed listening to it, "Explain? Does Your Highness not believe me? I did not say that this carrier pigeon was not mine. "

Since the guards saw that she was the one who let them out, she had no intentions of evading the issue.

"However." After stroking the injured carrier pigeon, Wen Ling sadly said, "This is only me wanting to take it out to get my family letter. The reason why I'm letting it out at night is because I'm afraid that you'll worry about me missing my family. " The moisture in his eyes spread.

Fu Huaiyu laughed coldly, did this woman treat him as an idiot?

"Wen Ling, what do you take This King to be? A three year old child? Don't you understand This King? " He grabbed the carrier pigeon with one hand and Wen Ling with the other. He was truly angry.

"I know that Your Highness is suspicious, but it can't be that Your Highness doesn't understand my body, right? Since Your Highness does not believe me, then please inspect. "

Hearing her say that as if she didn't feel wronged, Fu Huaiyu released Wen Ling and opened the letter on the carrier pigeon. It was actually a short letter from his family that recorded Wen Ling's homesickness.

After reading it, Fu Huaiyu's face immediately became ugly, and Wen Ling also took this opportunity to sob, "Your Highness, do you believe me this time? Have I ever done anything that would let you down? " She wanted Fu Huaiyu to feel guilty towards her, so that he could lower his guard against her.

"This King was wrong about you." The letter that was written on the letter made Fu Huaiyu feel embarrassed and he asked coldly. However, he really couldn't believe that Wen Ling was only sending a letter out so late.

The two of them stood in a silent confrontation in the room. Wen Ling could be considered completely relieved. She had long since known that Fu Huaiyu would not be at ease, so she had already prepared everything beforehand and let the carrier pigeon send it home to test it out. As expected, Fu Huaiyu was very cautious of her.

"Alright, it's This King's fault. This King will go punish those servants who are blind." After a moment of silence, Fu Huaiyu was the first to break the silence. After saying that, he quickly left. However, he wouldn't be at ease as he still needed to investigate carefully.

After seeing Fu Huaiyu's figure completely disappear into the distance, Wen Ling was finally relieved. Sitting on the stool, she was still trembling a little. If she hadn't thought it through, she would have been decapitated by now.

"Don't be afraid, everything is fine." Grabbing the carrier pigeon, Wen Ling opened his mouth and asked softly. He didn't know whether these words were meant to comfort him or to comfort the poor pigeon.

Picking up his so-called letter, Wen Ling could not help but sneer. The real news was not here. Furthermore, the original letter had been dealt with, so it would not be discovered that easily.

After confirming the integrity of the message, Wen Ling frowned and looked at the injuries of the carrier pigeon in his hand. He had no choice but to switch to another carrier pigeon to continue sending the message.

"Fly, fly. Go to the place I told you to go." Patting the pigeon's head, Wen Ling smiled gently.

The carrier pigeon had long been trained by Wen Ling. Hearing her words, it flew straight to the palace and brought the things that she wanted to know in Shen Qingwan's courtyard.

After Fu Huaiyu left, although he still had some doubts, he wasn't as alert as before. He only frowned slightly as he looked at the carrier pigeon that had just flown away. He hated being betrayed. He hoped that such a thing wouldn't happen.

It was a little chilly, but the wind was blowing gently, causing one to involuntarily feel a little melancholy. But out of all these scenes, it was the most suitable place to discuss strategy.