Shen Zhuo and the others' faces were ashen, "Prince Lie, you..."
Murong Xiao followed Feng Mingwei and turned away, ignoring them.
But Shen Zhuo didn't give up, and said in a deep voice: "You promised Yue'er to do three things for her, and you can treat it as repaying the kindness you once had."
"If you can convince the little princess to treat Yue'er's face, then this kindness will be wiped out."
After saying that, he didn't stop and let Bai Luochen push him away.
Murong An also wanted to catch up with Murong Xiao.
Hearing this, he felt strange and chased after Shen Zhuo, "What kind of favor does seventh brother owe Yue'er?! When did he agree to do three things for Yue'er?!"
Shen Zhuo was too irritable to deal with him, and kept a cold expression on his face without saying a word.
Bai Luochen answered for him: "Your Majesty, you should go back and ask Concubine Shen about this matter!"
Murong An really turned around and went to Shen's house.
Bai Luochen was speechless, "This Prince An is so stupid, are you, the Shen family, sure you want to support him?!"
Shen Zhuo sneered, "I have been protected so well. I have been loved by my parents since I was a child. I was raised in the palm of my hand. I have never experienced storms, and I have never seen darkness."
"Innocence is like a piece of white paper. It is his simplicity that my father values."
Bai Luochen suddenly understood, but still despised him, "He is just a delicate flower raised in a greenhouse."
Delicate flowers need people to take care of them. If they lose their protection, they will wither.
Murong An has never lacked protection since she was a child.
But if this continues, Emperor Beiwu will only become more and more disappointed with him. If he is the only prince, someone can replace him at any time.
…
Murong Xiao entered the room with a dark face, looking like he wanted to kill someone.
Feng Mingwei was sitting on her desk preparing to plan the opening of the store.
"What for? Murong An threatened you?"
Murong Xiao did not deliberately hide it from her and said, "It's Shen Zhuo."
Feng Mingwei put down her pen and said with a smile: "So are you here to persuade me to treat Shen Qiuyue's face?"
"If you don't want to, I won't force you."
Feng Mingwei raised her eyebrows slightly, "It's not that I can't help you."
"Are you willing to help me?" Murong Xiao's eyes lit up, full of surprise.
"It depends on what kind of benefits you give, and if it can be written off in one stroke, you won't have to be controlled by the Shen family in the future, maybe it will be a good thing."
"I'm afraid that if Shen Zhuo says it, Shen Qiuyue won't agree, and then he will cheat again."
"People from the Shen family are very shameless."
Feng Mingwei's lips curled up, thinking that it was not impossible to buy him a favor.
Shen Qiuyue's face will not get better if it becomes bad for one day.
However, is there such a good thing in the world?
Looking at the man's innocent smile, Feng Mingwei only felt funny.
Murong Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "What benefits do you want?"
Feng Mingwei touched her chin and seemed to be thinking about it, "Well, for example, the evidence that framed my father as a collaborator and treason, that letter of report."
Murong Xiao frowned, "That's difficult. The letter must be in Shen Jing's hands, and he can't hand it over for Shen Qiuyue."
This is obvious.
Feng Mingwei smiled and said, "Then let's talk about it!!"
Murong Xiao shook his head secretly, wondering whether to laugh or cry. He knew that she was not so easy to talk to.
"If I don't help you, are you unwilling to lend it to me?!" Feng Mingwei looked at the plan in her hand, feeling a little tangled in her heart.
Murong Xiao stepped forward, "No, I have several pharmacies, medical clinics, and medicine shops."
"The manpower, venue, and medicinal materials have been prepared for you. Whatever you want to do, I will take you there and just give the order."
Feng Mingwei couldn't help but look at the man in shock, suddenly feeling that she was a bit stingy.
Look at how generous he is, but she is unwilling to help, but he helps her without thinking about it, and he is so considerate.
"Then... these count as your investment, and you don't need to pay additional franchise fees."
"Franchise fee?" Murong Xiao thought this word was quite new.
"Well, the store is mine, and I am the big owner. If you want to join, then go to the second owner or the third owner. You have to pay to join. In this way, you are considered the owner of the store. This is the franchise fee." Feng Mingwei gave him.
explain.
Murong Xiao felt that it made sense. He did not do business alone, but had several owners working together.
Those who don't contribute money have to work hard and divide labor and cooperate.
"Oh well."
Calculating this way, she had taken a big advantage. Feng Mingwei was in a good mood, so she thought of it as compensation for his loss and said with a smile: "You have to go to the military camp tomorrow! What do you want to eat at night? I, the princess, will cook it for you."
It was rare for a woman to be gentle to him.
Murong Xiao was flattered and felt sweet in her heart, "The roast duck and sweet and sour pork ribs are both good."
"You've been eating it for how many days! Are you tired of eating it?"
"My princess is going to do something else for you. You go take a shower first and you'll be fine later."
Feng Mingwei tidied up and went to the kitchen.
When the meal was ready, someone from the palace came to tell them to enter the palace.
"Isn't it Murong An who came to the palace to complain again?" Feng Mingwei's smile suddenly fell.
"Probably not. He didn't enter the palace. He went to the Shen family and didn't come out. With Shen Zhuo and the others watching, they wouldn't let him do such a stupid thing."
"I guess it was the emperor's grandfather who approached his father about building the amusement palace."
Feng Mingwei smiled and said, "If this is the case, it's easy to talk about."
When the dishes were ready, they were packed up and brought into the palace to eat together.
Emperor Beiwu happened to be in Longxin Palace. He had been busy all day and had not eaten a bite. He was really hungry.
I saw Feng Mingwei and the others coming in with several food boxes and bringing out plates of delicious food.
His stomach couldn't help but growl.
It was the first time for the emperor to make such a big mistake. His face turned green and he said with restraint, "I drank too much tea and lost my appetite."
"But we haven't eaten yet. Grandfather, have you eaten?"
The Supreme Emperor had already eaten. When he saw the delicious food, he said, "I have eaten a little, but I am not full. I can continue to eat with you."
Feng Mingwei ignored Emperor Beiwu and sat down happily, "Then let's eat together. Father, please wait a moment. We can talk about things after Grandfather is full."
The Supreme Emperor had already eaten the braised pork, "Well, girl, how do you make this braised pork? Why can't the imperial dining room make it taste like this?"
"This dish is not called braised pork, but braised pork with pickled vegetables."
"This dish is made of sun-dried vegetables and the best pork belly, stewed together. It is an authentic special dish." Feng Mingwei introduced to him, "There is also this stuffed bitter gourd, I think
You've been feeling angry lately, so you need to eat some bitter melon to calm it down."
The Emperor couldn't help but glance at the pitiful emperor's son, "This dish is suitable for the emperor. He has been very angry recently and needs to calm down."
Emperor Beiwu knew that his father felt sorry for him, and he was so moved that he wanted to go down the steps and pick up chopsticks to eat.
Feng Mingwei took it away for him, "No, my father has been suffering from back pain recently and cannot eat such cold food."
Emperor Beiwu: "..."
Damn girl, you didn’t even give him food??
"Then I'll eat pickled pork with pickled vegetables."
"No, the emperor said that you are very angry and you will get angry after eating pickled pork with pickled vegetables. You can't eat it."
Emperor Beiwu: "..."
Murong Xiao felt a little sorry for his father, but if Feng Mingwei refused to give him food, he would not ask for trouble and say nice things to him, lest he would not eat it either.
"Father, why don't you go to the side hall and wait for a while?!"
The Supreme Emperor took a bite of the stuffed bitter melon, looked at his son sympathetically, and said kindly: "Well, Emperor, you go first."