Chapter 2

"What?" When the alcohol was over, Wang Ming was wearing thin clothes and didn't eat anything in the morning. When Feng Qingge asked him this, he was really hungry.

"If I were you, I would find a warmer room instead of waiting outside to let them find your flaws and give you a fatal blow." Feng Qingge smiled softly, raised her finger casually, and clicked Opposite the kitchen.

"This fool, what a crooked idea!"

"Nothing to talk about. If we go to the room alone, how can we rescue His Royal Highness King Cen!"

"Damn, who has a knife, I'll kill this damn fat man first!"

The guards hidden in the crowd were going crazy, and they were deadlocked for more than half an hour, finally trying to catch Wang Ming's flaws, but they were unexpectedly disturbed by Feng Qingge.

When his eyes lit up, Wang Ming saw the ingredients prepared in the kitchen, and quickly dragged Mu Cangyun's wheelchair in front of him, and said in a low voice, "If you let me know what tricks you are playing, I will break it. Your neck. Lead the way, get out of the way!"

The people around didn't dare to move forward at all, and could only slowly retreat as Wang Ming advanced.

The distance of these dozens of steps was extremely slow, and Feng Qingge was even more cautious, but it was inevitable that an accident had occurred. The kitchen was close at hand, but she was stuck in the middle of the two doors, her fat body was shaking, she turned around with difficulty, she smiled awkwardly: "What, can you help me, I seem to be stuck …”

What is it like, it is clearly stuck, and there is no gap left!

"Get in!" Wang Ming was even more anxious, for fear that Feng Qingge would cheat, he kicked Feng Qingge's plump buttocks, his right foot limped, and he held a wheelchair with one hand. Together with Mu Cangyun, they were thrown in.

He closed the door with a "touch", he leaned against the door and gasped fiercely, his eyes like a jackal, swept towards Feng Qingge and Mu Cangyun.

The hairs all over her body almost stood up. Feng Qingge had already made preparations. If Wang Ming did something wrong, she would immediately control him.

However, the other person seemed to be too hungry. After breathing, Wang Ming rushed to the stove at the fastest speed. Looking at the food that had not yet been served, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it and was about to feed it into his own mouth. .

"No, come here, take a bite first." His vigilance was too high, and Wang Ming didn't dare to try it lightly. Although he knew it was the meal on the table, maybe in the chaos just now, someone had already poisoned the meal. If he ate it, wouldn't he be too useless to die?

Glancing at the big fish and meat, Feng Qingge picked up the chopsticks and said indifferently, "Don't worry, it's not poisonous." She had already picked up a piece of fish and fed it to her mouth.

The weird taste reverberated in her mouth, it was clearly just a plate of steamed fish, but she tasted all kinds of ups and downs.

"Wow!" He spit out the fish, Feng Qingge wiped his mouth quickly, and subconsciously said: "What kind of shit, who made it, is this edible? Steamed fish is mainly light and delicious. What are you doing with so many seasonings in here? It’s not a big mess in the Northeast, and you put everything in it, blah blah blah…”

Feeling the two cold eyes behind her, Feng Qingge's body tightened, and she quickly smiled: "It's okay, I'm not used to the food here. Look, it's not poisonous, right? If it's poisonous, can I still be so energetic?"

"Hmph, while we go, the big family's products are different. These things are worth much of our food." The hunger in his stomach was unbearable, and Wang Ming couldn't bear so much. He grabbed the things on the plate and put them in his mouth .

It's not that Feng Qingge dislikes these things, but that she, as a chef, can't bear the people who make these things, this is simply an insult to the ingredients!

On the other hand, Mu Cangyun looked at Feng Qingge in amazement. He had heard for a long time that the eldest lady of the Feng family was born ugly and fat, with an IQ equivalent to that of a seven-year-old child. Now it seems that it does not match the rumors. Just relying on this trick to turn against customers and invite you to enter the urn, no one can match it.

Wiping the corners of his mouth, Feng Qingge lowered his head for a moment, his eyes met, a strange light flashed in his star-like eyes, and he still sat there calmly. But the more this happened, the more Feng Qingge felt that something was wrong.

Even if it is a prince who has been on the battlefield, when his life is in danger, even if there is no expression on his face, some of his subtle actions can betray him. However, Mu Cangyun was really too calm, too abnormal.

Habitually beating the wheelchair with one hand, Mu Cangyun raised his head slightly, leaned on the wheelchair, and said softly, "Just avoid the real, and attack it by surprise."

What?

The simple eight words fell in Feng Qingge's ears, her heart trembled, Mu Cangyun was actually reminding her to attack Wang Ming's weakness, but now she...

wrong!

Thinking of what happened just now and Wang Ming's anxiety, does Mu Cangyun want her to disturb Wang Ming's mind?

"Dai Jiu, Zu Ba." Unfathomably dropped these inexplicable words, Mu Cangyun closed his eyes and rested, ignoring her at all.

Feng Qingge was suddenly embarrassed, she really didn't know what Mu Cangyun was going to say. What is the meaning of Lu Yi and Zu Ba? Could it be a homophonic metaphor? Or, does this Mu Cangyun have a Japanese name?

His eyes fell on Wang Ming, Feng Qingge seemed to have been struck by lightning, his whole body trembled, wearing nine feet and eight, this was not a homonym at all, but Hetu Luoshu, wearing nine feet one, six eight feet, nine square grid The divergent thinking of , eight is the right foot, combined with the previous sentence to avoid reality...

"I understand!" His pupils shrank suddenly, Feng Qingge understood, Mu Cangyun was reminding her that Wang Ming's weakness was his right foot.

The voice was too loud, and Wang Ming, who was gobbling down, immediately became vigilant. He reached out and grabbed the rope on the side and threw it towards Feng Qingge. He said angrily, "What's the noise, tie him up for me."

"He's like this now, even if he's not tied up, it's fine." Shrugging his shoulders, Feng Qingge took two steps forward in order to get closer to Wang Ming.

Looking nervously outside, Wang Ming snorted coldly, "Hurry up, tie it up!"

"It's useless to tie me up." The fingers that were beating on the wheelchair suddenly stopped, Mu Cangyun opened his eyes slightly, and said softly, "If you hurt me, can you get out of Fengfu? She is just not favored in Fengfu. Miss, you can tie whatever you want. Besides, this is Fengfu, what do you want and what you have."

"..." The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely, Feng Qingge really wanted to take out her shoehorn and put it in Mu Cangyun's mouth, but she was still thinking about how to save him, but Mu Cangyun turned his hand and slapped her directly. Sent out.

His eyes lit up, Wang Ming hesitated, the value of kidnapping Mu Cangyun was really high, but he couldn't really hurt this prince, but this fat man...

Facing Wang Ming's sinister smile, Feng Qingge's whole body tightened. The tall figure walked towards her, but his right foot was a little lame, walking like a penguin, swaying from side to side.

Chance!

Surprise surprise, attack it unprepared, choose its weak point, and kill it with one blow!

This was an opportunity that Mu Cangyun created for her. If he really tied him, even if he had the chance, how would he do it? But with her, the opportunity is completely different! Whether the two of them can get out alive depends on this time.