The black-bellied prince: the little princess of the chef

Chapter 1038

Seeing his smile in his eyes, there was a hint of guilt in Feng Yu's eyes, but it was hidden by him in an instant, and he replied lightly: "Since you think so, what can I say? I can sigh with emotion, everything is nothing more than karma. Since you hate me so much, then kill me."

Hearing this, even Feng Yan, who was in a trance, was a little shocked, and turned his eyes to look at him faintly, as if he was considering the truth of what he said.

Feng Jingchen didn't expect him to be so direct at all, and was a little stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer the question.I want to see something from his eyes, but Feng Yu's eyes are like a valley, people can't see the bottom, and I can't guess what he is thinking.

"Heh, how could you fall for me if you want to use aggressive methods." When he understood Feng Yu's purpose, the smile on Feng Jingchen's mouth was still there, but it was three points colder than before.

Wanting to intensify his emotions and make him do some extreme things, Feng Yu's calculation is a bit wrong.In a blink of an eye, he changed his expression again, and said in a good voice: "Father, you have always doted on the seventh brother. Let's take a bet, can he return to the capital within three days?"

He wants to see if the Seventh Prince, who claims to want beauties and not worlds, will abandon the beauties and rush back to the palace when he learns that the current Majesty is being held hostage.

Feng Yu snorted coldly, did not continue to pay attention to him, his eyes fell on the memorial at hand again, but he couldn't help praying in his heart, hoping that Feng Jingyu would not come back to the palace.According to Feng Jingchen's temperament, Beijing Central should have already laid a big net, waiting for Feng Jingyu to return to Beijing to throw himself into the net.

Seeing that the father and son had stopped arguing, Feng Yan put his hands back, turned and walked towards the gate of the palace without hesitation, because of this he did not see the disappointed look in Feng Yu's eyes.

Staying in the palace with nothing to do, Feng Jingchen called out in a low voice, and then two people dressed as guards appeared, glanced at them, and said slowly: "Your Majesty is not feeling well, please don't disturb anyone."

The fierceness in their eyes made the two guards nod subconsciously, and tremblingly replied nervously: "Don't worry, Your Highness, this subordinate knows what to do."

The news of the emperor being kidnapped did not spread out, but he did not appear in the morning court for three consecutive days, which made the ministers feel suspicious.Since Dasheng became the throne, there has never been a day when he stopped the morning court, and suddenly he didn't go to the morning court, it was always puzzling.

The elders and ministers headed by Yang Shangshu asked to see the emperor more than once, but they all received a unified reply that the emperor's dragon body was not in good health, and the court affairs were temporarily handled by the eldest prince Feng Jingchen.

"Your Majesty Yang, I think it's strange that His Majesty didn't attend the early court affairs." Several people stood side by side in front of the palace gate, looking at the closed gate, Minister of the Ministry of Industry said in doubt.

Yang Shangshu glanced at him suspiciously, then stared at the palace door thoughtfully, feeling a little uneasy.About half an hour later, the eunuch's reply was still "Your Majesty's dragon is not in good health, please go home and wait."

Without staying longer, Yang Shangshu turned around and left first, and his disciples left one after another after seeing this, leaving only three or two stubborn ministers, still waiting in front of the palace gate, as if there was a feeling that the emperor would not summon them , just rely on the meaning of not leaving here.

They were so persistent in meeting the emperor that although the two eunuchs guarding the door were a little speechless, they followed them without saying anything.

"Teacher, His Majesty's move is too strange, or else."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Shangshu stopped immediately, glanced at him faintly, and scolded him in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? Your majesty is not in good health. Who dares to question?" His eyes secretly warned his disciples, where is he now? It is the time and place to speak. If you have something to say, you can say it later. As the saying goes, walls have ears.

The man immediately lowered his head when he heard the words. He saw clearly the warning in Yang Shangshu's eyes, and was secretly annoyed at his impulsiveness. If someone listened to his words just now, he might be impeached again.

As soon as he returned to the mansion, Yang Shangshu called his confidant, and told him things by ear, and when the person left, he was sitting in the study, glanced at his favorite student, and shouted: "Lu Sheng, this time What do you think?"

The person who was called Lu Sheng thought for a while after hearing the words, and after thinking about it in his heart, he half-blessed and replied: "Your Majesty's dragon body is not safe, it is false, and being held hostage is true. If I read correctly just now, Concubine Hui The empress is standing at the corner of the corridor, listening to everything that happened just now."

"There are very few people in Beijing who know about the fourth prince. According to the news, he is now in Jincheng, working as an accountant in a restaurant. This matter must have nothing to do with him. Otherwise, why is Concubine Hui being so cautious and punished like us? Turned away?"

"His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince left the capital a few days ago and has not returned yet, so the instigator behind the scenes is"

"Elder Prince Feng Jingchen." Before Lu Sheng finished his analysis, Yang Shangshu interrupted him, expressing his thoughts.

But Lu Sheng didn't nod his head in response to his words, but shook his head towards him and continued: "Not only him, but also the little prince Fengyan, they are allies. The eldest prince is ruthless, but he has some shortcomings in terms of schemes." , the little prince's calm temperament makes people unpredictable, but he is actually the one with the deepest city mansion, so the alliance between the two of them is naturally just right."

Yang Shangshu nodded when he heard the words, and there was a look of admiration in his eyes. As expected, he is one of his most proud disciples. He looks at problems much sharper and more directly than him. He really is a formidable young man!

"Then what do you think they mean?"

Lu Sheng lowered his eyes and thought about it, and it took about half a cup of tea before he came to a conclusion and replied: "All they have to deal with is the Seventh Highness Feng Jingyu, but they just want to use His Majesty's life to force the Seventh Highness to do something. It's just a choice. This move is really a bit of a "dead end."

"The current capital city must have already set up a plan, and we are waiting for His Royal Highness to come back to Beijing to catch the turtle." Since the target is Feng Jingyu, the current capital city must be full of dangers.

Lu Sheng smiled disapprovingly, and said: "If you want to catch a 'turtle' in the urn, you have to see if His Highness the Seventh Prince is willing or not!" Feng Jingyu is so easy to deal with, if it is really easy, How can he survive till now?

Hearing this, Yang Shangshu's mouth twitched into a very shallow smile, that's true, how could that erratic Seventh Highness be so simple!
Who is the 'turtle' that catches the turtle in the urn? I really don't know~
On the other side, Feng Jingyu was on his way back to Beijing, two hard-earned BMWs were exhausted on the road, and there was only one day left before their limited three days.

(End of this chapter)