Chapter 280 Fear
Cheng Nianying got up and needed to change clothes and eat. The place was in complete chaos.
The county magistrate was at a loss as he saw the generals still sitting there with sullen faces and dignified demeanor, and it looked as if none of them took his words to heart.
So I just took people to see it for myself.
"Look, this is the third prince of Wenxiang Kingdom. When the news of the rebellion in Huaiyuan reached the imperial capital, the general must have seen him."
After saying that, he took a few steps forward and pointed at a young man who was also restrained in a house not far away.
"Look, this is the fifth prince of Wenxiang Kingdom. He is the one that Liang Xiang, the powerful minister of Wenxiang, wants to help take the throne."
The Third Prince: "..."
"What do you think we are? Two dishes on the table?"
The fifth prince seemed to be preoccupied and did not raise any objection.
Wan Boqi finally perked up: "Is it him?"
He stared at the fifth prince carefully and commented, "They don't look like useful people."
"How did you catch it?" Wan Boqi asked again.
"The officials just said that it was brought back by the Crown Prince, so it must have been caught by the Crown Prince."
"His Royal Highness Prince Liang left his personal guards at her disposal?" This was Wan Boqi's first thought.
The county magistrate was a little angry: "Of course not."
It’s a small border area, but the officials are so arrogant.
Wan Boqi had no intention of forcing anyone into conflict, so he simply kept silent.
After the two of them had walked a long way, Wan Baiqi asked again, "Since Liang Xiang is dead, where is his body?"
The county magistrate was puzzled. "Of course they are in the Wenxiang camp. If the general wants to go and see them, he'll have to break in."
Wan Boqi was speechless.
The county magistrate led a group of people up to the city wall.
Looking from a distance, there was indeed no movement in the direction of the Wenxiang military camp, and there was a kind of dark and cold silence.
Wan Boqi was speechless: "It seems like we are the ones who are here to pick up the ready-made things."
The others remained silent.
I just want to meet this crown prince more and more.
Cheng Nianying put down her chopsticks, feeling full and refreshed, and in a very good mood.
He turned around and faced the expectant expressions of the Shangguanya cook and Wu Xun.
The cook asked, "Is it to your liking?"
Cheng Nianying nodded and looked at Wu Xun again. What was he so nervous about?
Cheng Nianying turned her face back. Fu Yi, who was sitting opposite her, had calmed down a lot. He raised his hand and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.
"What's the situation in Wen Xiang's camp now? Are Liang Xiang's private soldiers coming again? Where is Shentu Yu?" Cheng Nianying asked with her face supported.
Fu Yi answered her question first: "There's no movement. Some people are bound to want to surrender, some are hesitant to return to the capital first, and some are vying to fight again. With so many parties pulling each other, it's difficult to quickly reach a conclusion."
Cheng Nianying nodded with satisfaction. Her trip to the camp had been incredibly worthwhile.
She had never dared to imagine that killing one person would benefit the whole city.
"Are you scared?" Fu Yi asked suddenly.
"Um?"
Fu Yi slowly caught her fingers that were resting on the edge of the table and rubbed them gently twice, seemingly not daring to use too much strength.
He said, "Pregnancy is always more difficult. Books often compare childbirth to going through the gates of hell..."
Cheng Nianying couldn't help but tilt her head to look at him, only then did she realize that Fu Yi's current calmness was just an appearance.
The storm in his heart was still raging.
"I'm not afraid." Cheng Nianying shook her head.
But Fu Yi seemed... afraid.
This is something very new.
Fu Yi would be afraid.
"I don't feel any pain either." Cheng Nianying continued seriously, "I don't feel any pain or discomfort."
Maybe it’s because all the suffering has been exhausted in the past?
She felt wonderful now, extremely wonderful.
"Okay. If you feel any discomfort, tell me." Fu Yi said calmly, then stood up and walked out. "Wu Xun, accompany the crown prince to summon Wan Boqi first."
Wu Xun responded loudly.
I thought to myself, if Wan Boqi dares to displease me, I will punch him twice!
Cheng Nianying was curious: "What are you going to do?"
Fu Yi smiled at her soothingly: "I'm going to do something, I'll be back soon."
Cheng Nianying: "Yeah."
Not long after, the door creaked open. The cook turned around in surprise and saw Prince Danshuo, who had come from the capital, standing there.
She called out blankly, "My dear..."
Fu Yi walked in two steps and said, "I'd like to ask you to teach me the dishes for today."
He is suspicious.
He can't even trust his own parents.
That's why he has one trump card after another hidden in his hand.
He thought about it and decided that he couldn't trust anyone else with Aying's diet.
It’s good that he came.
The cook was flattered at this moment, so how could she not teach him?
The stove was lit immediately.
Over there, Cheng Nianying was sitting in the hall.
It took half a day to make a mess on the table.
The cook's shoulders slumped. "Why don't you just forget it? You don't have the talent."
After saying this, he felt that this was offensive and quickly changed his words: "Your Excellency, you have no talent."
Fu Yi stood there with his hands stiff.
It was the first time that the dignified Prince Danshuo heard the five words "You have no talent".
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