Chapter 123 Jealous?

Cheng Nianying felt that it was really troublesome.

She looked at Yin Heng.

Yin Heng was unsure of Cheng Nianying's true strength and sighed helplessly, "I never imagined there would be so many people ambushing her... Miss Jiang, please leave first. I'll have to take the message to the capital."

After thinking for a moment, Yin Heng added, "Give me another eighty taels. My family will give it to you."

"Still want to run? No one can escape. Daring to forge official documents is a capital crime!" the officer shouted coldly.

Cheng Nianying whispered, "They don't even have arrows."

Yin Heng was stunned: "What?"

Cheng Nianying said even more softly, "Is it because I look down on you and think you can get it with just one grab?"

Yin Heng: "..." "Yes, right."

"What are you mumbling about? How are you planning to escape?" The officers drew their swords from their waists and approached.

Cheng Nianying grabbed the hair of the man named "Master Hu" in her hand, and pulled hard, lifting the man's entire head up. Then she curled her fingers into a fist, and with that extremely beautiful hand... "Pa", she hit Master Hu on the side of the neck.

There was a sound of broken bones.

Mr. Hu fell down limply.

"Look at him."

Cheng Nianying loosened her hand and rubbed the hair that was tightly held between her fingers twice.

The servant boy woke up as if from a dream, and rushed forward with a bench in his arms, pressing Mr. Hu under the bench.

The official was slightly stunned, then finally realized what was happening: "You... you actually dared to assault an official appointed by the imperial court!"

Cheng Nianying corrected him: "No, it's about being a hostage."

The officers rushed towards her angrily.

Cheng Nianying also went forward to meet him.

Yin Heng saw her skirt flying up, and even her hairband flew up with it, and the light spots fell on the side of her face, which had both the tenderness and innocence of a girl, and the natural sharpness and coldness of an animal.

It's really hard to take your eyes off it.

Without long-range weapons, close combat was like a dish placed before Cheng Nianying. Yin Heng watched her easily pull the knife from the officer's hand...

Yin Heng now felt that eighty taels was really too little.

One hundred and sixty taels doesn't seem like a lot.

*

Fu Yi was sitting in the courtyard, applying makeup and acting in front of an actor. A group of people were sitting around him.

This is not the Prince's Mansion, but the Prince Kang's Mansion.

Princess Kang sat in the main seat with a stiff face, not feeling happy at all. With Fu Yi beside her, she felt like her headache was coming back.

"Prince." A man dressed as a eunuch beside him bent down to pour water for Fu Yi and asked in a low voice, "Does the Prince have someone he likes?"

Fu Yi did not answer this.

He then asked the young eunuch, "I heard that His Royal Highness Prince Liang is leaving the capital to quell the rebellion?"

The young eunuch paused, then nodded cautiously: "Yes."

Then he had to ask again: "Does the prince have anyone he likes? It would be nice to take her as a concubine."

Fu Yi said calmly, "I still have some unresolved worries in my heart."

When the young eunuch heard this, she had no idea how to respond.

Fortunately, Fu Yi had no intention of making things difficult for him and told him, "Just report this to His Majesty."

"Okay, okay." The young eunuch wiped the sweat from his head and quickly stepped aside.

The other girls from aristocratic families sitting in the courtyard were all secretly looking in Fu Yi's direction.

But Fu Yi didn't care at all.

He was still thinking about his "Princess of the County." He thought the Prince of Liang was truly foolish. This initiative had forced the Emperor to temporarily expel the Prince of Liang from the capital in order to appease him.

She was just like this, always doing good things for the Prince's Mansion by accident.

Fu Yi had practiced Buddhism for a few years in his early years, but he didn't really have any faith in gods or Buddhas. But now, an idea suddenly occurred to him - he should ask a senior monk to do some divination. Maybe his "County Princess" was destined to be with him.

It should be tied in one place.

"Let's go too." Fu Yi's voice rang out.

"Hey." Wu Xun quickly took action to push the wheelchair.

Fu Yi has been claiming to be sick these days, so naturally he needs this thing.

At this time, he couldn't help but look down at Fu Yi's face. The blue color was still there under his eyes, but it was much better than the previous few days.

Wu Xun suddenly remembered what his master had said before: it was okay, but there were some things he hadn't figured out.

So are you almost figuring it out now?

Wu Xun heaved a sigh of relief. That would be great!

Once Fu Yi left, Princess Kang finally felt at ease. This was the reason why she disliked Fu Yi.

How could a mother feel so uncomfortable in front of her own son?

She always spoke her mind, so she immediately clutched her handkerchief and turned to complain to her daughter-in-law, "Why is Your Majesty suddenly choosing a concubine for him? And with such a big fuss?"

The banquet held at Prince Kang's mansion today is in compliance with the imperial order.

But Fu Yi didn't even look at her for a few seconds, which made Princess Kang even more unhappy. She felt that her work was in vain.

The Crown Prince's wife, having received some hints from her husband, now understood a little and whispered, "You hope that the Prince will have his own children soon."

Prince Danshuo is not close to his biological parents and brothers, and is too detached from the world. How can the emperor be at ease?

He must have a wife and children to tie him down and keep them in his hands.

Fu Yi had not walked far when he ran into his elder brother Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng looked grim and was about to speak.

"Why? You also want to ask me how the princess is doing?" Fu Yixian said with a smile.

Although he was smiling, Fu Cheng felt that the tone was wrong. When he met Fu Yi's gaze, it was more like he had fallen into an abyss.

Also, what does "也" mean?

Fu Cheng's face darkened: "Why are you so jealous for no reason?"

Fu Yi paused.

Jealous?

Fu Cheng continued to scold him: "You are really crazy, it was clearly you who did it before..."

Fu Yi raised his eyes and said, "Brother, do you want to say it again? Do you want my princess to hear it again?"

Fu Chengzhen looked around and saw that there was no one else, so he said, "So you hold a grudge against me for this matter."

After Fu Cheng finished speaking, he felt a rare sense of satisfaction.

Fu Yi actually doesn't hold grudges.

Because he was the only one who played tricks on others.

I'm holding a grudge today because I hit him once.

But Fu Cheng couldn't really show his happiness, so he could only suppress his expression and said, "I have something serious to tell you... Two days ago, I ran into a man who was being chased for debt. He had a broken arm and was crying for me to save him. He said you were his brother-in-law."

"Is this from the Wuning Marquis Mansion? What's going on with the Wuning Marquis Mansion? Why did the young master of the mansion get into such a mess?"

Fu Cheng's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he asked with dissatisfaction, "What do you think we should do?"

Fu Yi: "Don't worry about him, let him die."

Fu Cheng was shocked when he heard this: "You..."

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether my younger brother liked the Princess or not.

Fu Cheng didn't understand what was going on, but Fu Yi had already been pushed away by Wu Xun.

When he returned to the Prince's Mansion, before he even entered the door, he saw Commander Jiang waiting there and bowed to him from a distance.

"Why do you come to block me today?" Fu Yi asked with a smile.

Commander Jiang got goosebumps for no reason, but he quickly got down to business: "The two men the prince imprisoned are dying."

"Who?" Fu Yi thought for a moment and finally remembered the insignificant little person, "Those two assassins who are good at using arrows?"

"Yes... I can't get anything out of him. The torture wounds on my body haven't healed despite the medicine, and I'm afraid I'm going to die. This is because my subordinates' interrogation skills were not good enough and they messed up. So I came to report this to the prince."

At that time, Fu Yi only used the two assassins to tease the Princess, and never intended to torture anything out of them.

He said, "If he's dead, just bury him."

Commander Jiang said, "The prince is merciful."

Normally they are thrown into mass graves.

Fu Yi was about to enter the room when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

"Wait a minute."

"Prince?"

"No training can make someone fear pain. How can one go against human instinct? He must have taken some kind of medicine."

"It's medicine, so it won't last forever. I think it will eventually wear off. When it does, they'll be afraid of the pain if I torture them again."

This is what he said to Commander Jiang when he captured the two Dongs.

"My wife hasn't had much of an appetite lately..."

This is what he said to the Princess.

The girl seemed to have lost her sense of smell, which was why she had a poor appetite.

"The torture wounds on my body haven't healed despite the medicine. I'm afraid I'm going to die."

This is what Commander Jiang said just now.

"The Princess's burns haven't healed yet."

This is what the imperial physician said.

"How could such a coincidence happen?" Fu Yi smiled, pursing his lips. "The Wuning Marquisate is really lucky... In an emergency, they grabbed a big fish and caught it. It even bit people."

"What is the prince saying?" Commander Jiang asked in confusion.