Feng Jinchen's face turned pale and she was immediately frightened.
Qi Xuan's reaction was even faster than his.
"Your Majesty, today..."
Today is the day to trade with those Xuanyi people.
It is related to the safety of Princess Chao'an. The prince wants to go there in person with Bai Mu Lingxi. How can he have time to accompany this little dumpling to find a mother?
"Why don't I go with the young master?"
Feng Jinchen nodded and strongly agreed with this proposal.
Unexpectedly, Ye Tinglan glanced at him, but then spoke as if he had not heard anything.
"Go prepare the carriage."
At a quarter of an hour, a carriage drove out from the end of the long street. It drove slowly for a while and stopped slowly in front of the restaurant.
On the second floor, the man in charge of observation immediately spoke up when he saw this.
"Miss, they are here."
When Feng Yin heard this in the evening, the tea cup in her hand fell silently.
He stood up and walked to the window. Almost at a glance, the low-key and luxurious carriage of Prince Mo's Mansion came into view.
It really came.
Feng Yinwan's eyes dimmed, and the next moment, she saw a pair of jade-white slender knuckles peeking out from the car window.
With a very light lift, most of the curtain was lifted.
The side face that entered his eyes was cold and cold, just like what he had seen that day at the Immortal Medicine Clinic. Feng Yinwan looked at it and secretly clenched his knuckles.
He is indeed a good calculator regarding the Wolong Valley matter, but today, she must get Baimu Lingxi!
The small figure in his sight appeared too suddenly.
Feng Yinwan was stunned for a moment, and her breathing suddenly froze.
Chenchen!
Through the corner of the curtain, the figure disappeared in an instant. Although it was just a back figure, she could be sure that it was Feng Jinchen!
Chen Chen...why was he on Ye Tinglan's carriage?!
As if feeling something, the handsome face in the car turned his eyes over and raised the corners of his lips in a cold voice.
The blood all over Feng Yinwan's body suddenly solidified.
The chill seems to be growing from the cracks in the bones, lingering and bone-chilling.
The carriage moved on without any intention of stopping.
The car curtain was raised again, revealing half of his round face.
The subordinate froze for a moment and immediately exclaimed, "Miss, is that the young master?!"
They could see clearly just now, but how could the young master be on King Mo's carriage?!
In a moment of shock, the flower window in front of him was broken, and the slender figure jumped down and chased straight in the direction where the carriage left.
After galloping all the way, the carriage drove directly into Prince Mo's Mansion from the side door. When Feng Yinwan caught up with him, there was only an afterimage in front of him.
He clenched his fist hard and clenched it tightly.
Ye Tinglan!
If he dares to touch Chenchen, she will fight him to the death!
The carriage jolted to a stop in the courtyard.
As soon as he lifted the curtain and found that he was back in the palace again, Feng Jinchen was somewhat broken.
"Uncle Wang, why are we back again?"
Didn't he say that he was going to take him to find his mother? Why did he ride around in a carriage and come back again?
He had reasonable suspicion that he was lying to children!
Qi Xuan was also a little puzzled.
Isn’t the prince going to trade with the Xuanyi people today?
Why did he only stop in front of the restaurant for half a moment just now?
In a moment of doubt, Na Mo Xuanyi had already picked up Xiaotuanzi from the carriage, looked at him lightly, and walked straight back to the main courtyard.
As night fell, the door to the main courtyard finally opened.
Feng Jinchen held a cup of sweet soup and took a sip, his eyes secretly turned to one side, and he was still a little scared in his heart.
For some reason, he always felt that Uncle Wang was acting strange today, and the way he looked at him was a bit strange.
Scary.
He sighed silently and was about to get another piece of cake when Ye Tinglan suddenly spoke.
"Qi Xuan, send him back to rest."
"Ah...ah?"
This order came so suddenly that both Qi Xuan and Feng Jinchen were stunned.
After a moment of silence, Feng Jinchen grabbed the cake and jumped down from the chair.
Very good!
Let's go, let's go, he really doesn't want to stay any longer!
Sensing the joy on his face, Ye Tinglan frowned, and his face suddenly turned cold.
Does this little dumpling really don’t want to be with him?
It seems that I have been treating him well these past few days in vain.
Thinking like this, his face sank again, and he glanced at Qi Xuan who was still in a daze to the side, feeling even more chilled.
"What are you still standing there for? Didn't you hear what I said?"
Qi Xuan was yelled at for no apparent reason, and Qi Xuan felt wronged.
She glanced at him lowly and asked carefully, "Your Majesty, are you going to send the young master back to Hengwuyuan?"
We just experienced that kind of thing last night. If we send Xiaotuanzi back, what should we do if something happens again?
According to him, the prince should leave the person in the main courtyard.
The word "doubt" was written on his face, but Feng Jinchen on the side was still urging him excitedly.
"Uncle Xiaoqi, let's go!"
Ye Tinglan's face was as black as carbon.
"Go quickly! Come back to me immediately after delivering it!"
Caught off guard, he got angry. Qi Xuan trembled when he saw this, and quickly left with Xiao Tuanzi.
"Yes, yes..."
Although it was a bit baffling, because he did not dare to go against his prince's wishes, Qi Xuan immediately returned to the main courtyard after sending the people off.
The night was all silent and deep.
Not long after, a wispy shadow fell in the mansion. The movement was very light and made no sound.
In Hengwu Courtyard, the steady breathing of Xiaotuanzi could be heard.
The woman's brows hidden under the scarf moved slightly, and she stepped forward to push the door open, only to see a cold blade burst out of the door, right towards her throat.
The next moment, the man's cold voice sounded in front of him with a hint of joking.