Vol 3 Chapter 2758: Can't wait to do it

It’s said that gods can hardly break an inch of jade, especially large materials. This rough stone is too big to judge what is said in it. +++All Tanmei novels: EbookFREE.me. However, since it is a gambling, it is natural to bet on luck.
The master can tell Brother Dao that as long as he doesn't commit sins, his fortune for the past two years is still quite good!
He has endured not to kill recently, and he didn't even dare to eat a small fish. It shouldn't affect his fortune!
Feng Yumo was half leaning on the horizontal collapse, with an empty soup bowl next to her, a trace of medicine wafting in the air, Feng Yumo had already drunk the medicine when she took a bath.
At this moment, he was unwinding his hair in a bun, his black hair leaned back like satin, white clothes and black hair, picturesque brows, closed eyes and small ignorance. Such a relaxed posture made Lan Qing'er feel full of time and have endless time to think.
Lan Qing'er walked gently in front of him, sat on her knees, looked at the thick eyelashes and the faint thin lips, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently paint his face.
Amazing, really amazing.
Holding her hand, Lan Qing'er was startled, and saw Feng Yumo open her eyes, looking at her with clear and watery eyes, Lan Qing'er's face turned red.
Isn't he asleep?
"Qing'er, are you tired?"
Lan Qinger swallowed with a pleasant voice with a slight magnetic sound, "Uh...not tired."
Feng Yumo smiled faintly: "Qing'er is not tired, but her husband is a little tired. Can Qing'er come up and take a rest with her husband?"
Lan Qing'er blinked, and she couldn't refuse Feng Yumo's life-threatening eyes.
Nodded, Lan Qing'er glanced at the big bed, and was about to help Feng Yumo get up. Feng Yumo shook her head and pulled her to her side.
"I will accompany my husband here, and I will go to Qingren Hall later."
The servant told them to go to Qingren Hall in an hour. Emperor Longfeng set up a celebration banquet, and the emperor and his officials celebrated together.
It stands to reason that they have half an hour to rest.
But the problem is that you must dress appropriately when attending important occasions. It takes a lot of time to arrange your clothes. In fact, half an hour is not enough.
After all, there is basically no time for Feng Yumo to rest well.
Lan Qing'er was heartbroken. If she had a choice, she didn't want to attend a celebration banquet. Net o
Lie down beside him obediently, her waist tightly hugging her, Feng Yumo has lost a lot of weight in the past month.
Hey... there is not much time to rest. If he wants to rest, he should lie down.
Just when Lan Qing'er was about to close her eyes, she heard noises coming from outside. Lan Qing'er was confused about what it was, and saw a servant hurriedly walking in. When she saw the two embracing each other. Frightened, turned around and wanted to go out.
"Wait." Lan Qing'er called to him: "What happened outside?"
Seeing Lan Qing'er speaking, the servant leaned over and said, "Return to the concubine, Master Leng wants to see you. Waiting outside the hall."
Cold star? Why is he here this time?
Lan Qing'er was about to ask Feng Yumo, and when he saw that he was awake, she wanted to get up. Then he helped him to lie down.
"Let Master Leng come in."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The servant stepped back, and after a while Leng Xing walked in, and saw him wearing a silver armor, what is handsome, but the color of the fox between his brows is incompatible with the armor, which makes people feel funny.
It seems that "old man cold" is not suitable for this dress.
I saw Leng Xing respectfully bowing to the two of them: "See His Royal Highness, the prince and concubine."
"No gift," Feng Yumo raised his hand: "Xing, sit down and talk."
Leng Xing shook his head: "No need, His Royal Highness, the concubine and concubine, in fact, I just want to inform one thing next time, and leave after speaking."
Feng Yumo frowned slightly, Leng Xing came here again, what is the rush, it seems that there are many things: "What is it?"
Leng Xing raised his head, and if he looked at Lan Qing'er with deep meaning, he would approach him and leaned down and whispered softly, "His Royal Highness, the prince and concubine, I just want to tell you two about the blueprints drawn by the concubine. , I have never told anyone before, and I have not obtained the advice of the concubine, so I will not tell anyone, please rest assured, your Royal Highness and the concubine."
Lan Qing'er blinked, and Leng Xing's words were headless and tailless again, making her confused for a while.
"Okay, I remember Mr. Leng's words." Feng Yumo replied, but did not ask in detail.
I saw Leng Xing stepping back and arrogantly saying: "After the next words, we will leave first. Neto"
After Leng Xing finished speaking, before the two of them could reply, he turned and left in a hurry.
Looking at Leng Xing's back, Lan Qing'er was puzzled. Feng Yumo just responded. Does Feng Yumo know what Leng Xing meant?
"Husband, do you know what he meant?"
Feng Yumo looked at her and said slowly, "I don't know."
As soon as these words came out, Lan Qing'er frowned, "Since I don't know, how can I easily let him leave?"
Feng Yumo smiled and said, "My husband only knows that he is in a hurry. I believe that time is tight, so my husband didn't ask too much."
After Feng Yumo said, Lan Qing'er also felt that this was the case. Leng Xing had always been cynical, and it was the first time that Leng Xing came to tell me so nervously. From this point of view, Leng Xing must have known something, just time. The problem is inconvenient to elaborate.
Is it about the drawing? What is Leng Xing's intention to explain this on purpose?
Suddenly, a woman dressed up came from outside the hall. It was Qin Lan. Seeing Qin Lan, Feng Yumo waved back all the palace ladies in the hall.
I saw Qin Lanchao and the two men said: "Back to your Royal Highness, just now your subordinates inquired and learned that Zhou Cabinet had spoken to His Majesty, saying that the injuries on His Highness the second prince were given by His Highness."
Sure enough!
Lan Qing'er gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "This Zhou Chengyuan should have figured out a way to kill him long ago. It would be a curse to keep him!"
In contrast to Lan Qing'er's hatred, Feng Yumo had a calm face, and he muttered for a while before he said, "Go on."
"Yes!" Qin Lan replied, "The night before yesterday, the Cabinet of Zhou and His Majesty were discussing matters in the Imperial Study Room. The discussion was about the war between the two countries. According to the guard on duty at the Imperial Study Room that night, his Majesty was furious. It was made for you, the crown prince."
Hearing this, Lan Qing'er gasped, and the country lord turned to others again.
If the country lord really believed in Zhou Chengyuan, then Feng Yumo would be extremely dangerous!
Worried in her heart, Lan Qing'er shook Feng Yumo's hand: "Husband, there is nothing wrong with the celebration party? Or is it okay not to participate?"
Feng Yumo shook his head: "My father celebrated my work and cleansed the dust. How to push back his grandeur, even if there is a mystery, I have to go. My husband thinks, even if my father is angry, he shouldn't be disadvantaged at this banquet. If he doesn’t go, my father will be more suspicious of her husband. This banquet is bound to go."
Lan Qing'er frowned, faintly thinking what was wrong, and looked at Qin Lan and said, "Lan, what's the situation with Empress Gao?"
"Returning to the imperial concubine, the second prince was seriously injured. Empress Gao was waiting by his side. Zhou Chengyuan visited Qianyuan Palace many times. According to his subordinates' estimates, Zhou Chengyuan must have conspired with Empress Gao to put the prince to death."
Lan Qing'er's heart was tense, new and old hatred, it seems that Empress Gao is about to make a big move again.
If Empress Gao conspired with Zhou Chengyuan to be against Feng Yumo, then she would commit a murder!
Those who hurt her and hurt her husband, don't keep them!
"Well, I see, Lan, you can withdraw."
"His Royal Highness!"
Qin Lan disappeared into the hall like a gust of wind, Lan Qing'er's eyes were condensed, as if she had decided something, her fingers pinched the ring pistol, and if she arrived at the hall later, if it was Queen Gao and others, she would shoot one!
"Qing'er," Seeing the cruel look on her face, Feng Yumo shook her hand: "Promise my husband, if anything goes wrong later, you must not act rashly."
"Can't you act rashly?" Lan Qing'er disagreed: "Husband, they have shot at you over and over again, and your majesty has often turned to outsiders. So far, do you have to give in?"
Feng Yu looked at Lan Qing'er silently for a while: "My husband always believed that even if something really happened, my father would be reluctant to start with my husband. The banquet has not been opened, and no one can say whether my father will question her husband. Besides, now is not the time to start, Qing'er, listen to her husband's words, if you can't bear it, you will make big plans."
endure……
Lan Qing'er closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her husband told her to endure first, then she endured it!
It all depends on whether something will happen at this celebration banquet.
"Okay, listen to what her husband said," Lan Qing'er stood up and walked to the dressing table: "Time is running out, Qing'er must dress up well, lest Empress Gao grabs the handle. "
Feng Yu gave a soft smile, "Qing'er, it's hard for you."
"It's okay, isn't it just being a ninja? It still doesn't trouble me." Lan Qing'er pouted.
Three hours later.
The thing Lan Qinger regrets most is to go to the Queen's celebration dinner!
After her husband was called away, no one has been seen until now!
Then Qin Lan told her angrily that Zhou Chengyuan had taken the person away!
God, conspiracy, everything is conspiracy! This is the Hongmen Banquet!
Zhou Chengyuan, as expected, was impatient to wait.
Lan Qing'er took out his portable dagger, slashed down at the iron gate in front of him. With a'swish', the thick chain of his fingers was cut in half. Lan Qing'er once again admired the weapon made by Leng Xing. Unusual.
Really cut iron like mud.
Pushing the door open, I saw that it was extremely dark inside, with a faint gleam of light, moving towards the light, and from a distance I saw Zhou Chengyuan sitting on an imperial chair with guards standing around him.
Husband!
Feeling someone coming, all the guards around Zhou Chengyuan looked at her and drew their swords.
Zhou Chengyuan turned his head slightly and glanced at Lan Qing'er's figure, astonished at what was wrong, but sneered: "Chu Concubine Zhao, are you here? You really want to save your husband."
"Where's my husband!" Lan Qing'er shouted directly without having to talk to Zhou Chengyuan.
"His Royal Highness?" Zhou Chengyuan pointed his hand forward: "His Royal Highness is unwell and is resting. You should go home first, and don't disturb His Highness to rest."
Feng Yumo is resting? !
What an international joke!
Holding the dagger in his hand, Lan Qing'er rushed in, and saw Feng Yumo lying on the ground, her hair scattered, her body convulsing, and pools of blood on the ground, red, black...
My heart was tight! His head went blank for a moment, and Lan Qing'er felt like a knife: "Husband!!!"
Seeing Lan Qing'er about to rush over, Zhou Chengyuan winked at the left and right, and the guards knew how to stop Lan Qing'er.
"Zhou Chengyuan, you are so courageous! Your Majesty has already made an order to release people, do you want to resist the order?!" Looking at Feng Yumo in pain, Lan Qing'er reddened her eyes.
There was a flicker in Zhou Chengyuan's eyes, but he sneered: "Have your majesty the imperial decree? Where is the sanctuary?"
"Your Majesty's is an oral statement, there is no imperial decree! Zhou Chengyuan, let go!"