Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 59
This sentence made Feng Wuhen twitch the corner of his mouth, and stopped talking.
Because he heard a kind of contempt in this sentence.

Undisguised contempt and disdain.

However, such contempt and disdain are completely normal, and this small trick is used to play in front of them, which is not even a trick of a three-year-old child.

Poisoning is a trivial skill, and assassination is even more trivial.

They didn't pay attention to more than 300 top dead men, and they could easily send them to the Hall of Yama. With this little trick... King Yu's brain is getting back more and more alive, right?

"There should be no one coming tonight." Feng Qi's meal movements were elegant, and his tone of speech was also very casual, but it was this casual tone that vividly displayed the disdain in his bones for his opponent's vulnerability.

won't come?

What does this sentence mean, Feng Wuhen frowned, and he understood after a little thought.

King Yu is not very smart, but in a certain way he is a person who is good at forbearance, otherwise it would be impossible to train so many dead men without being noticed.

But it's a pity that all his efforts ruined his hard work for so many years. If he still wanted to survive, he would definitely not be able to do it again in Jing'an City, which is so close to the imperial capital.

A hasty assassination will only expose him to more flaws, and the chance of success is really slim.

Gambling on a slim chance with all one's wealth and destiny is definitely not something that a timid and cautious person like King Yu would do.

After the two finished their dinner, Feng Wuhen said: "Master, let's take a rest first, Wuhen will stay here."

"No need." Feng Qi chuckled, but a gleam of coldness flashed across her eyes, "I have to hurry soon."

Still have to hurry?

Feng Wuhen didn't react a little bit, and the change of mind seemed to be a little quick.

But he soon understood why the idea came so quickly.

Suddenly there was a noisy sound downstairs, accompanied by a familiar fear and panic, as well as the uneasy exclamation of the staff and guests, which made Feng Wuhen frowned subconsciously.

A thought came to his mind, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Qi, a little surprise appeared in his eyes, as well as a bit of expected clarity.

Feng Qi was still sitting as firmly as Mount Tai, without any movement.

Not long after, there was a clear sound of footsteps outside the door. Although he didn't deliberately conceal it, his foot was steady, and he walked like the wind, mixed with the sound of weapons rubbing. Feng Wuhen knew that the people who came were masters.

Moreover, he is also a master in the army.

"It's so ostentatious." Feng Qi muttered while shaking his head with a low smile, then took a sip of tea slowly.

"Guest, guest officer..." Outside the door, a trembling voice of a staff member sounded, "There is a military master..."

The next moment, the door was pushed open, and more than a dozen people hula came in, immediately crowding the door of this not-so-small wing.

The guy's face was pale and uneasy, he bowed his head towards the person who came in, and said incoherently: "Master, are you looking for someone? Maybe the villain can help, it's not good to disturb customers like this—"

Feng Wuhen glanced lightly, said nothing, took out a piece of silver from his pocket and threw it to the clerk, "Today's accommodation and meal bill."

The man took the money tremblingly, and still cautiously said in front of a group of military masters who came in: "Military, military master... We didn't do anything—"

Hula la.

The next moment, the menacing No. [-] military masters all shortened their bodies, "Your subordinate welcomes you home."

The man froze, and immediately swallowed back the words he hadn't finished speaking.

It turned out that they were not here to arrest people.

With one hand on his knees, his posture is as straight as a pine, with respect and arrogance.

This is... a real soldier.

He couldn't help but look away, the man couldn't bear such a tense atmosphere, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

What are the identities of these people...?
What kind of noble person is the person who is called the son?

Feng Qi raised his eyes and glanced lazily, looking at the young man in the lead, ignoring his awe-inspiring aura like winter, and said indifferently: "Yang Feng Yin violates this trick, it's not bad, Ling Xiao."

"My lord is absurd, I am ashamed of my subordinates, the chariots and horses have been prepared, and I invite you to set off immediately."

The corner of Feng Wuhen's mouth twitched.

Miao praise?How dare I say it.

Feng Qi got up and walked directly to the door without making things difficult for them.

While walking, he said, "I'm short of a book boy by my side these few days, Ling Xiao, let me wrong you for a while."

"Yes." The man named Ling Xiao replied blankly, without changing his stern demeanor.

A group of people followed behind and walked directly downstairs.

Such a big commotion naturally caused people to look sideways. People in the government are always something that ordinary people can't afford or dare to provoke. What's more, although these people are wearing casual clothes, no matter whether it's from the saber or the way they walk, They can tell at a glance that they belong to the ranks of the army, and all of them have extraordinary momentum, so they don't dare to provoke them.

All the guests in the lobby held their breath, and watched them go out quietly with expressions of horror.

On the long street outside the inn, two rows of soldiers stood neatly, each riding a horse, and one could tell at a glance that they were unusual people.

Pedestrians on the street are far away, and no one dares to approach.

A luxurious carriage stopped in the middle of the team, and many officers and soldiers separated from the front and back as guards.

Seeing this, Feng Qi smiled, and didn't express any opinion on it, just said: "It's boring to sit in the car alone, Ling Xiao, get in the car and play chess with me."

"Yes."

The two got into the carriage one by one, and the others quickly got on their horses. Following the order from the front, the team slowly drove down the long street, away from people's sight.

Everyone was silent, but the well-trained battlefield killing spirit exuded from them still made people feel a feeling of suffocation.

"This son...seems to be of extraordinary status."

After a long time, a clear guess came from the corner of the inn.

Although the others did not speak, their expressions clearly agreed.

Of course, their speculation has no effect on those who have left, they can't hear it, and they don't care.

The chessboard was quickly set up on the tea table in the car, and Feng Qi took out Bai Zi and Hei Zi with a leisurely expression.

"You choose black or white."

Ling Xiao knelt aside silently since he got in the car, and said indifferently after hearing the words: "Heizi."

Feng Qi nodded, and passed the black chess box to the opposite side. Ling Xiao moved his knees to the coffee table without saying a word.

"Eight urgent reminder letters, tell me, what happened in the palace recently?" Feng Qi asked Bai Zi first, and asked in a calm tone.

"Nothing happened." Ling Xiao put down a sunspot, his tone was also indifferent, even more stern than Feng Qi's voice.

(End of this chapter)