Chapter 268 - The Emperor is hiding a treasure
She didn't know what had happened to her at the time either, why she had spent 400,000 silver on a man to return. She only knew that when she saw Duan Qingcheng relying on his power to bully others, she couldn't control the impulses in her heart.
However, after buying it, she really regretted it a little, okay?
F * ck, four hundred thousand taels of silver. How much would it cost to exchange it for RMB? It would be great to keep it in one's pocket for a long time!
However, in that impulsive moment, he lost all his silver and bought back a man who looked so much like Baili Mingyue. If Big Bro and Little Flower were to know about this, who knows if they would join hands and chop this man in front of them into a dish!
As such, he had bought it back, but it was still a huge problem as to how to deal with it!
As Feng Wuyou walked, she thought long and hard about it. Finally, a thought flashed through her mind, and she tilted her head to look at Ye Mei. "Ye Mei, you can sit in the sedan chair. Letting Ye Mei follow her and meet his at Fengfu was definitely not okay! Thus, right now, he could only go to Sister Pearl.
Mo Xi nodded: "Ok."
Actually, if this Ye Mei spent his days by Feng Wuyou's side, she would also be quite worried!
After all, this person looked too much like Master. Furthermore, Master and Feng Wuyou were currently in the cold war, making it easy for people to take advantage of them and take advantage of them. Therefore, she felt that letting Ye Mei go to the Lovesick Restaurant was also a good choice.
At the very least, Feng Wuyou would not face him all day.
But Ye Mei was not willing to do so. Seeing that Feng Wuyou was not willing to move, she said, "Master …"
"I will tell the Sister Pearl, go look for her in the Lovesick Tower first." Feng Wuyou was unwilling to look into his eyes. Honestly speaking, other than Ye Mei's personality and temperament, and the difference between him and Baili Mingyue, both her appearance and the icy cold feeling from his body, were extremely similar to Baili Mingyue.
Since she had already made her decision to break off, she was also not willing to continue being conflicted over a man by sending Ye Mei to the Lovesick Restaurant.
Ye Mei's face was full of determination, but in the end, he still nodded his head and got on the sedan chair brought by the Fengcheng. Even after walking more than ten meters away, he was still unwilling to let go of the sedan, and looked at Feng Wuyou reluctantly.
Mo Xi quickly brought Ye Mei and disappeared from Feng Wuyou's sight. At this time, Feng Wuyou, along with the old butler and Fengcheng, headed in the direction of the Fengfu.
I won't be able to find any clues about the Wind Moon Pavilion tonight, so I might as well go back to sleep first.
Fengcheng was an old housekeeper of the Fengfu. She had stayed in the Fengfu for more than ten years, and could be considered to have watched Feng Wuyou and Hong Li grow up.
He knew the relationship between Feng Wuyou and Hong Li. Although she was following behind Feng Wuyou silently without any complaints, her mind was full of the matter of Feng Wuyou spending four hundred thousand silver on a brothel. Although Fengfu did not lack this bit of money, how could Miss's actions be worthy of the Young Noble who was wholeheartedly working for the Fengfu?
In the end, he was still unable to hold it in as he stood still and looked at Feng Wuyou, "Miss, did Eldest Young Master know that you spent so much money to buy a man?"
Feng Wuyou was startled, she honestly shook her head: "I don't know." When she had first entered the Wind Moon Pavilion, she had never thought that Hong Li would know about this matter in advance.
If she had known about this beforehand, she would have definitely chosen to sleep in the Fengfu tonight with her four hundred thousand silver taels.
This time, Fengcheng's face was obviously stiff: "Then, Miss, are you raising Ye Mei in the Lovesick Tower with the intention of hiding her talent?" Although that Ye Mei just now did look pretty good, strictly speaking, he was not much prettier than the Flowery Young Master in the manor. The young miss had actually spent four hundred thousand silvers on him, and as he spoke, his heart silently felt that he was not worthy on behalf of the eldest young master.
Instantly, he understood that Fengcheng must have misunderstood this matter. He coughed lightly, "Uncle Cheng, I will explain this matter to Big Brother later, and also, this is not what you think. There is no such thing as a gold house hiding a girl, you don't have to misunderstand."
When Fengcheng heard Feng Wuyou say this, she felt relieved. She followed silently behind Feng Wuyou and walked in the direction of the Fengfu.
Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise, followed by the sound of swords clashing.
Feng Wuyou and the Fengcheng looked at each other, knowing that something was wrong, they flew forward using their movement techniques.
Fengcheng immediately brought her servants and chased.
Feng Wuyou's speed was much faster than the Fengcheng's.
Soon enough, he saw the sedan chair coming out from the Fengfu at the corner of the street, unsteadily lying on the street corner, it was empty, and the carriage bearers were originally soldiers from the Red Army. Their martial arts skills were not bad, but at this moment, they were lying on the side with blood all over their bodies, as though they were heavily injured.
"What is going on?" Feng Wuyou frowned, and asked anxiously in her heart.
One of them said with his last breath: "We do not know either, we only know that a group of people suddenly appeared, without saying a word, they already started to snatch the people, their target is the young master in the palanquin, Mo Xi has already gone to chase them."
After Feng Wuyou heard this, her expression became even more serious. Without any time to think, he ran forward. Once she turned the corner, she saw Mo Xi in male attire fighting with a group of black clothed people.
In another corner, Ye Mei, whose arms had been dyed red with blood, was currently crossing his arms. His face was filled with fear as he watched them break up, and from time to time, he would let out a scream.
And just at this moment, a black-clothed man discovered Ye Mei who was hiding in a corner. With a solemn face and a sword that was dripping blood in his hand, he turned around and walked step by step towards him. Ye Mei was so scared that his face turned pale.
Seeing that, Feng Wuyou raised her leg to pick up a scattered sword from the ground, she quickly made her move, and before the black clothed man's sword could touch Ye Mei's head, she blocked the black clothed man's sword. Then, he stretched out her left arm and pulled Ye Mei who was squatting in the corner up.
When he exerted force with his left arm, he only felt a sharp pain that he hadn't felt in a long time. It was caused by his previous fracture, and because he was using too much strength, it was now involved.
When the black-clothed men who were fighting with Mo Xi saw Feng Wuyou appear, they very consciously ran over and took care of him.
Feng Wuyou sucked in a breath of cold air in pain, then seeing that the few of them had surrounded him, before waiting for Ye Mei to reply, she pulled him in front of him and looked at the people in front of him: "Just who are you people, why are you chasing us and attacking us?"
The few black clothed men looked at each other, and then, as if they had a tacit understanding with each other, they did not bother to open their mouths, and went forward to stab Feng Wuyou together with their swords.
Feng Wuyou was originally injured, and now she had to deal with a few people, it was already difficult for him, but after hearing his shouts, she had no choice but to go and protect him, so it became even more strenuous.
While pulling Ye Mei back, they kept backing away until the two of them were forced into a corner.
Ye Mei seemed to be frightened by the scene in front of his eyes as he pulled Feng Wuyou's hand that continuously trembled. It was only when he was forced into a corner that he pulled Feng Wuyou along and almost cried out: "Master, their target is Ye Mei. Just let them take me away, otherwise, they will kill you."
"Shut up!" Feng Wuyou drank from her mouth impatiently. Didn't they say that women are made of water? Why did she feel like the man in front of her was made of special water! Her eyes were always filled with tears. How could she, a woman, live?
After being stunned for a moment, Feng Wuyou waved her hand at the group of black-clothed men in front of him: "We won't fight, we won't fight anymore. Wait for a while, I have something to discuss with him. Without waiting for the black-clothed man's agreement, she turned and looked at Ye Mei, then pointed at the black-clothed men surrounding them: "Ye Mei, do you know who these people are?!"
The black clothed man saw that, for some unknown reason, he actually did not take action, and waited by the side for Ye Mei's answer.
Originally, Ye Mei had pursed his lips in a bit of grievance after hearing Feng Wuyou's question, but after hearing Feng Wuyou's question, he shook his head in a bit of a daze: "Actually, I don't know either, but the reason they came here was to head towards the sedan I was sitting on, and to kill me, so I guessed that their target was me. Master, why don't you give me to them? "
After saying that, he looked at Feng Wuyou probingly. It seemed as if he really was doing this for Feng Wuyou's safety, so he suggested using her to exchange for her safety. However, a trace of nervousness and fear surfaced in his eyes, causing him to look pitiful.
And it was this wounded gaze that was like an abandoned cub that softened Feng Wuyou's heart in an instant. Did this man not know that the more willing he was to sacrifice herself for her, the more reluctant she would be to let him go!
He lowered his head and thought for a moment. The carriage bearers were all Red Army and their martial arts were not weak, but they were all heavily injured. However, the person in front of him, other than having some small cuts on his arm, did not seem to be severely injured. From the looks of it, you probably do not want to go back with them. Since you know that they came for you, then do you know who the mastermind is? Why did you want to take them back? "
"I don't know." Ye Mei shook his head honestly.
Ye Mei's words made the doubt on Feng Wuyou's face grow deeper. He thought for a bit, and asked: Could it be that you have some sort of treasure map or unique martial arts technique manual, why don't you think carefully and give it to them, then we can keep our lives?
After hearing Feng Wuyou's words, Ye Mei couldn't help but be taken aback. With a face as beautiful as a crown jade, he blinked his watery big eyes, and looked at Feng Wuyou seriously for a while, making sure that she really didn't have any intention to joke around. Only then did he pretend to think seriously, and answered seriously: "Master, Ye Mei is a brothel's Xiao Guaner, if there are really those things you mentioned, I would use a brothel to sell myself!"
That's true!
Feng Wuyou withdrew her gaze of anticipation somewhat dejectedly, and her expression became a little bad.
Seeing her like this, Ye Mei probably thought that Feng Wuyou despised him and started to worry again, "Master, you can't be detesting me, are you really going to give me to them?" As he spoke, his eyes began to shine.
Feng Wuyou was choked by his wronged expression and couldn't help but feel a little upset. She waved her hand: "Alright, don't cry, don't worry, I won't abandon you."
Hearing Feng Wuyou's words, a hint of pleasant surprise surfaced on Ye Mei's face, and she looked at Feng Wuyou with extreme emotion: "Master, you're so nice."
If the two of them did not talk, then they would just leave the black-clothed man who had surrounded them alone. A black string appeared above their heads at the same time, and the one who was leading them finally could not endure it: "You two are already at the end of your lives, what are you still mumbling about?"
"Squeak, squeak, squeak?" Feng Wuyou thought about what the black clothed man said, and suddenly her face changed as she angrily said: "Who are you f * cking blabbering about? "Don't you know that a scholar can be killed and not humiliated? Let me tell you, your father is not crooked. If you don't believe me, I can just take off my pants and let you see how upright your father is!"