After an angry roar, Wei Yuande gritted his teeth and ordered Zhuyue.
"Find someone to keep a close eye on the Night King's Mansion, find a good opportunity to kill the Night King, and kill him. I will reward you with a hundred thousand taels of gold for stabbing him with a sword. If you take someone else's head, I will reward you with a million taels of gold. No matter how much it costs, I will definitely do it." He dies." Anyway, Northern Xinjiang has signed a hundred-year peace agreement, the world is at peace, and it's time to eradicate the Night King Party.
"Yes, I accept the order, and I will make arrangements immediately." Zhuyue nodded, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
In the Night Palace, Ji Feng sat with a small snowball on his shoulders and held a little white rabbit in his hand. He was squatting there and watching as Manager Yang made him a rabbit cage so that Ji Feng could take his white rabbit to Daqi.
In the past few months in Yewang Mansion, Shen Yuyu was busy with business matters every day and had to deal with various banquets. He really didn't take much care of Ji Feng. On the contrary, Manager Yang followed Ji Feng all day long and his shoes got wet. Changing shoes, changing clothes when clothes are wet, taking care of Ji Feng as if he were a grandson for so long.
When he heard that Ji Feng was leaving, he felt sadder than anyone else. He got distracted while making the cage and injured his hand.
Ji Feng was frightened and took medicine and cloth to bandage him.
"Does it hurt? Uncle Yang, let me blow it for you." Ji Feng grabbed Manager Yang's hand and blew it for a long time in distress.
Uncle Yang was so warmed up that he rubbed Ji Feng's head and said it didn't hurt. His eyes were red with emotion, and he continued to make a rabbit cage for him.
"Uncle Yang, Ah Feng can't bear to leave you. Can you go to Daqi with Ah Feng?" Ji Feng raised his face expectantly, "If you are willing, I will tell my brother and sister-in-law to take you with me." superior."
Manager Yang's eyes lit up after hearing this. He was a carefree eunuch who really looked the same wherever he went. If he could continue to take care of Mr. Afeng as if he were his own grandson, he would be quite satisfied.
Ji Feng was so smart that he knew from Manager Yang's face that he was willing, so he hurriedly ran into Nuan Pavilion with the little white rabbit in his arms to ask his brother and sister-in-law.
Ji Xun heard that Ji Feng wanted to take Manager Yang back to Daqi, and he wholeheartedly agreed.
Manager Yang entered the Night King's Mansion when he was five or six years old. He had always been with the Night King. The Night King knew how loyal he was. If he was willing to stay by Ah Ye's side and serve Ah Feng, he would naturally be happy.
Shen Yuyu said, "How about asking Mr. Yang if he is willing? After all, if you leave your hometown, you don't know when you will come back."
"Okay." Ji Xun nodded with a smile and called Manager Yang in to ask. Manager Yang agreed without hesitation. He couldn't pretend to be happy.
Ji Feng was even more happy. Uncle Yang was older than Uncle Yang, so the old man and the young went to make rabbit cages.
In the Nuan Pavilion, Ji Xun was leaning on the soft couch, and Shen Yuyu was leaning in his arms. The two of them were looking through their storybooks, feeling a sense of peace and quiet that had passed through the years.
Ji Xun left Duan Houye, Zhang Neng and his entourage behind and rushed back to the capital day and night, so counting the time, Zhang Neng and the others still needed five or six days to arrive in the capital.
Prime Minister's Mansion, Linghua Pavilion, Mrs. Zhou came again early in the morning and ordered several steaming breakfast dishes.
"Aunt Shen, are you still feeling well?" Mrs. Zhou came in with a smile.
"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Shen Lingling had to get up to deal with it. She was pregnant with twins, and she was already a little pregnant.
It was precisely because Mrs. Zhou learned that she was pregnant with twins, a pair of sons, that she became afraid of her.
But Zhou Qian in Linghua Pavilion was replaced by one of his own people, and Mrs. Zhou couldn't find a chance to do anything.
As soon as the breakfast she brought was placed on the table, Grandma came up to test the poison. Grandma tasted a little of each and then stepped aside with a frown on her face.
Looking at the expression on her mother's face, Shen Lingling knew that Mrs. Zhou was here to make things difficult for her again. Although the food she sent was non-toxic, it was either too salty or too sour to eat. She would spit it out. It doesn't matter if you have saliva.
"I made this myself, Aunt Shen, please eat it while it's hot." Mrs. Zhou smiled broadly, but there was malice hidden in her eyes.
Shen Lingling didn't dare to break her face, and responded respectfully: "Madam, you are interested, but I'm just a concubine~~vomit~~" Shen Lingling squatted aside with her arms in her arms and vomited.
Grandma Sun said with a straight face: "Aunt Shen, this is what my wife has worked so hard to do for you, and you actually dislike it to the point of vomiting? This is so disrespectful~~'
Shen Lingling knew that if she didn't eat, Madam would definitely use this as an excuse to get into trouble.
He could only say: "Madam is so thoughtful, how can Lingling dare to despise Madam's craftsmanship? Lingling is suffering from morning sickness and can't eat anything."
Grandma Sun hummed: "Do you really think that Madam has never given birth to a child? The morning sickness has already passed this month. Is it possible that Aunt Shen's body is more noble than Madam?'
Shen Lingling was forced to have no choice but to taste a few bites of each. The porridge was so salty and bitter, and the steamed buns were sour~~ But she didn't dare to spit it out, so she forced herself to swallow it.
After finding trouble and cleaning up Aunt Shen, Mrs. Sun left Linghua Pavilion with satisfaction.
Shen Lingling spit out the mouthful of salty porridge in her mouth, and stared at Mrs. Sun's leaving back with a sinister smile: "Bah~~Old woman, let's see how long you can be so proud."
After Mrs. Zhou left Linghua Pavilion and returned to Bingyue Pavilion, she was really not in a good mood these days.
Prime Minister Zhou has many beauties, so naturally he would not patronize her Ice Moon Pavilion. And for some reason, Zhou Qian has not made an appointment with her for a long time.
As she was sitting in front of the mirror, feeling sorry for herself, someone knocked on the window three times, paused, and knocked three more times. Mrs. Zhou immediately beamed with joy, walked to the window, opened it, and Zhou Qianguo stood outside.
He stretched out his hand and pinched Mrs. Zhou and whispered, "It's the same place at the end of the year..."
"Okay." Mrs. Zhou nodded in agreement, and Zhou Qian quickly left.
Prime Minister Zhou got up late that day and went into the palace without using any breakfast. After going to court, he felt hungry when he passed by Peng Lai Restaurant, so he went in for a meal before it was time for dinner.
After finishing his meal, he had just walked down the stairs before reaching the door of the restaurant when he saw a familiar carriage passing in front of him. He hurriedly asked Zhou Qian, "Did you see it? Whose carriage is it?"
"She looks like a lady." Zhou Qian replied respectfully from the side.
"Madam? Where is she going in such a hurry?" A bad premonition flashed through Prime Minister Zhou's heart, "Follow me and have a look."
"Yes, sir." Zhou Qian was about to go to the backyard to catch the carriage, but Prime Minister Zhou stopped him and said, "Call a carriage at will so that she doesn't recognize him."
So the two of them got into a carriage on the street and followed Mrs. Zhou all the way to the north of the city.
Arriving at a remote place in the north of the city, Mrs. Zhou got off the carriage and sneaked into a nearby inn.
Prime Minister Zhou who was following behind looked at all this and was so angry that he was about to go in and catch the traitor when Zhou Qian stopped him.
"Master, you haven't changed into your court uniform yet. If you go in like this, I'm afraid not only my wife's reputation, but also your reputation will be ruined."