The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 379

Bihu: "..."

The Princess and the servants haven't made a move yet!

Can you give me a chance to let the servants perform?
Although the hidden guard whose acupoints were tapped could not speak, his eyes showed shock: "..."

The King of Zhenbei is a general who guards the border. Yan Qiyu, the princess of Qionghua County, lived in the tough Northland since he was a child. It is not surprising that he knows martial arts.

But Wang Hao's method of acupressure is clearly the method he used last night, which is unique to Prince Yong's Mansion!

Fenghua looked at the dark guard with a smile that was not a smile: "The acupoints will be unlocked after two hours. I advise you, don't try to attack the acupoints that the princess ordered, otherwise..."

She smiled coolly.

There was a mocking threat in the unfinished words.

With a cold sideways glance at the dark guard who was fixed in place, Fenghua passed him and swaggered out of Shangfang Garden with two personal maids.

"Bihu, Mingzhu, let's go."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Along the way, many hidden guards showed up, trying to stop him, 'please' Fenghua to go back and close the little black house.

But the final result was no different from the first dark guard.

What Long Jue said was forbidden to visit Fangyuan, without his order, he could not step out of Shangfangyuan, it was like a joke.

……

Peony Hall.

Compared with the green vegetables, cabbage, tofu and carrots in Shangfangyuan, there are delicious food and wine on the table of the Eight Immortals.

The young man in red was actually sitting at the same table as Long Jue, with a slender and charming face, he picked up a white jade bowl with slender fingers, filled the bowl of soup with his own hands, handed it to the man in black clothes, and said softly "My lord, this is ginseng and deer antler soup. Feng Jin specially ordered the small kitchen to cook it for you. How about you try it?"

Boys and girls, with a thin and slender figure, even if they are doing flattery right now, there is no sense of disobedience in the slightest.

Long Jue's icy eyebrows softened, and Mo Chang stretched out his hand under the wide sleeve, and was about to take something from Feng Jin's hand, while saying, "Feng Jin, you have a heart."

"Ah--"

At this time, a sneer came from outside the Peony Hall.

The dragon slapped his hand.

The boy in red and the man in black, who were sitting very close together, looked up.

I saw a woman in a light purple dress, followed by two delicate and pretty maids, stepping into the Peony Hall.

Long Jue narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Yan Qiyu?
Fenghua's eyes turned, and he glanced at the soup in the hand of the young man in red. His red lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, and he deliberately slowed down his tone and said:

"Young Master Feng Jin really has a deep affection for you, my lord. Ginseng and deer antler soup has the effect of nourishing the kidney and strengthening yang. You must drink more, my lord, otherwise I am afraid that Young Master Feng Jin will be... dissatisfied."

Except for Long Jue, no one in the entire Yong Palace knew the identity and origin of Feng Jin. When Yan Qiyu married into Yong Palace, Feng Jin already existed.

Everyone in the palace, including Yan Qiyu, Princess Yong, called the young man in red "Mr. Feng Jin".

As soon as Feng Hua's pointed words fell, Long Jue's eyebrows and eyes became icy cold.

To invigorate the kidney and strengthen yang, isn't this saying...he can't do it?
Feng Jin's face turned white and red, and after she realized it, she immediately scolded: "Princess, don't talk nonsense! Feng Jin just cares about the hard work of the lord..."

"My princess is not talking nonsense, but what are you so excited about, my lord?"

Fenghua Yiran sat down beside the Eight Immortals table, and smiled playfully:
"My lord has worked hard day and night, working and working, why don't you hurry up and drink the ginseng and antler soup that Mr. Fengjin specially made for you?"

(End of this chapter)