A tragic death in his previous life! Reborn to marry a stupid king and seize your kingdom

Chapter 40 Unexpected
  Jiang Fengqing hugged Jiang Fenghua and grasped the reins tightly, then she dared to turn her head and look over.

I saw that the arrow that Nangong Zhuo had just shot pierced the neck of the crazy horse. The hysterical screams of the crazy horse gradually weakened, and its four hooves began to tremble, and the whole body shook, "boom" He fell directly to the ground, straightened his neck and screamed.

When the shouting completely disappeared, the crazy horse dropped his head to the ground and closed his eyes.

Nangong Zhuo handed the black iron bow to Dai Xue, the guard behind him. His tall figure stood there, his eyes unblinkingly looking at Jiang Fengqing who was riding the horse, his pupils deep and hot.

Compared with the fake tenderness he used to treat Jiang Fengqing in the past, the way he looked at her now was truly unreserved.

In the past, he had always looked down upon this daughter of the Jiang family who was arrogant and domineering and did not understand etiquette and respect. He even hated her for always ordering him to do this or that.

Although Jiang Fengqing's appearance does match his taste, as the second prince of the Northern Kingdom, what kind of woman does he want? There were so many beautiful women who wanted to crawl into his bed. In his eyes, this daughter of the Jiang family is just a vase with no appearance.

Every time Nangong Zhuo saw Jiang Fengqing before, he wished he could stay eight feet away from her. But in order to get the military talisman in her grandfather's hand, he had to pretend to love Jiang Fengqing. When that day he succeeded in taking the throne, Maybe Jiang Fengqing can be left intact.

But these days, Nangong Zhuo feels that Jiang Fengqing's current personality is obviously different from the past. In the past, Jiang Fengqing would never come to the academy so obediently.

The last time General Bai sent her to the academy in person, she pretended to be a good girl and studied with the Master seriously with a book in hand. But when General Bai left, she immediately started to have back pain, leg pain, and head pain. Anyway, as soon as she entered the book She didn't feel comfortable anywhere.

After barely holding on until the class was over, she jumped over the wall and ran away.

Moreover, some time ago, Jiang Fengqing went to a gambling house and spent two or three days squandering money. In the end, Mrs. Jiang personally went into the gambling house and took her back to her house. This incident became known to everyone.

But in the past half month or so, he had not seen Jiang Fengqing go to a gambling shop. Gambling addiction was not easy to quit, which was too abnormal.

And there is...

In the past, Jiang Fengqing would often go to Prince Rong's Mansion to look for him. Even if she didn't have time, she would ask Xiaoying to send him some food she cooked every now and then. However, recently he has not received it even once.

Thinking of this, Nangong Zhuo's face flashed with displeasure.

Is it possible that after Jiang Fengqing entered the palace once, jumped into the lake in the imperial garden, and met her father, she woke up?

He didn't believe it. Jiang Fengqing must be pretending to not like him.

Although Jiang Fengqing didn't say it explicitly before, Nangong Zhuo could infer from her behavior, habits and facial expressions that she just liked him.

Especially after accidentally seeing him practicing martial arts, she often begged him to dance more swordsmanship in front of her. She said many times that he held a long sword, his movements were majestic, his swordsmanship was elegant and sharp, and his swordsmanship was beautiful.

However, he felt that the sword was a weapon used to kill enemies on the battlefield. If he danced the sword delicately and pretentiously in front of others and accepted praise from everyone, what was the difference between it and those male prostitutes performing in the Nanfeng Pavilion?
  Therefore, he has never performed sword dance for Jiang Fengqing. Every time he practices swordplay in the palace, as long as she comes over, he will immediately stop his movements.

But today he held a long bow and shot down the crazy black horse with just one arrow. Jiang Fengqing must have seen it, and he will probably return to his previous attitude towards him in the future, right?
  Thinking of this, Nangong Zhuo's unhappiness disappeared.

He quickly jumped over the fence of the racecourse, walked up to Jiang Fengqing in a few long steps, and looked up at Jiang Fengqing with a frown. He was about to speak, but he saw her frozen in place.

Against the light, the gilded light shone diagonally on the side of Jiang Fengqing's face. She was sitting on a horse with her waist straight and hugging Jiang Fenghua. She was so bright and beautiful, and her eyes were so calm and pure, as if for a moment she was a battle-hardened woman. The general is also like a female knight-errant emerging from an ink painting. Jiang Fengqing like this is enough to make everyone around the racecourse a foil.

It was completely different from the unruly and unreasonable manner in front of him before, and his whole temperament had changed.

Nangong Zhuo looked a little fascinated and murmured: "Miss Fengqing..."

"Prince Rong is indeed brave today."

Jiang Fengqing said hello in a calm tone, supported Jiang Fenghua who had just recovered, and was about to turn over and dismount, but saw that Nangong Zhuo was still standing next to the brown horse she was riding, which was a little in the way.

She frowned, her eyes wandered slightly, then she curled her lips and said quickly: "Prince Rong, can you do me a favor?"

"Of course." Nangong Zhuo couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Fengqing. His guess was indeed right. She had praised him just now. She was still secretly in love with him as before. It was just because of face. No. The good performance is just too obvious.

Jiang Fengqing showed a bright smile to Jiang Fenghua, and with a wave of her hand, she pushed the blushing Jiang Fenghua onto Nangong Zhuo's body.

Before Nangong Zhuo could react, he subconsciously raised his hand to catch Jiang Fenghua who almost fell to the ground.

"Huh? Sister Fengqing..." Jiang Fenghua was frightened and whispered, looking at Jiang Fengqing angrily, her ears turned red, her eyes were sweet and shy, and she smiled, but she took the initiative to reach out and climb up Nangong Zhuo's neck.

Jiang Fengqing raised her eyebrows at Jiang Fenghua and gave her a rude look.

Then he dismounted quickly, turned around and said to Nangong Zhuo, "Minnu, my sister, was a little frightened today, but Minnu still has to continue to attend classes with the master, so I bothered Prince Rong to help Minnu take her sister for medical treatment." Fan."

After saying this, regardless of whether Nangong Zhuo agreed or not, Jiang Fengqing turned around and left without any hesitation. After walking a few steps, she happened to run into Dai Xue, who was chasing after him with a long bow in his hand. She just glanced at the long bow in Dai Xue's hand, her expression remained calm, without any fluctuation.

Nangong Zhuo hugged Jiang Fenghua and subconsciously followed Jiang Fengqing a step forward. He looked at her back in disbelief and frowned more and more.

How is this possible? In the past, if Jiang Fengqing saw him practicing martial arts, he would be more excited than anyone else and would have to pester him and push him to show off more moves.

Everyone in the racecourse had just seen the scene where he drew his bow and shot the horse, and they all admired him. Jiang Fengqing should have been extremely excited. How could he be...how could he be so indifferent?

Nangong Zhuo lowered his head slightly and carefully recalled the thrilling scene just now. Just now Jiang Fengqing was waving a long ink silk silk and busy saving Jiang Fenghua. Could it be that Jiang Fengqing didn't see his heroic actions at all?
  Did he misunderstand?
  That's right, she definitely didn't see it. If she did, she would definitely not be so calm.

Thinking of this, Nangong Zhuo twitched his lips in disdain, and was about to carry Jiang Fenghua to find the doctor when he heard Jiang Fengqing's voice behind him:

"Prince Rong, you killed that crazy horse, right?" Jiang Fengqing's round eyes were filled with coldness as she stared at Nangong Zhuo's back quietly.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Nangong Zhuo turned around and explained quickly: "No, I just spread some hemp on the arrow to make the horse faint temporarily."

"So that's it." The coldness in Jiang Fengqing's eyes became slightly warmer. In the situation just now, she thought it was Jiang Fenghua who Nangong Zhuo was aiming at with his bow, so she asked one more question.

(End of this chapter)