Chapter 151 Replica



Chapter 151 Replica

At this time, the guards also climbed out of the window one after another.

The wall was too low to shelter them. They squatted and took two steps but found it too slow, so they just tried to roll over, and bumped into Fu Yi's back.

Fu Yi: “…”

Only then did he let go of Cheng Nianying.

Ah Mo soon followed out and said, "Follow me."

After all, Amo grew up here and knew the surrounding terrain very well.

While the group was still searching the houses, they had already bypassed the piles of garbage, crossed the ditches, and quickly gained distance.

"master?"

The guards waiting outside came forward and looked at their soiled clothes and asked in surprise, "Master, have you run into any trouble?"

"Hey, Miss Xiaohe is here too?"

"Let's go." Fu Yi pushed Cheng Nianying on the waist and pushed her into the carriage.

Amo took advantage of the situation and also went in.

The group left here quickly and in an orderly manner.

Cheng Nianying leaned against the wall of the carriage and looked at Fu Yi. He had a frown on his face, and it was rare for him to look so unhappy.

But it’s not because the current situation is difficult.

Cheng Nianying glanced at the hem of his clothes.

Because it's dirty.

"Why can't others see it?" Cheng Nianying asked.

Fu Yi's frown relaxed a little, and he continued Cheng Nianying's voice: "I represent His Majesty. Wherever I appear, I am on His Majesty's side."

Is the emperor actually going to hide his position?

Cheng Nianying quickly thought of what Fu Yi had said before.

The emperor could not openly deal with the Cen family for fear of discouraging others, so he thought of using Fu Yi to swallow up the Cen family without bloodshed through marriage.

After figuring it out, she lifted the curtain, stuck her head out and directed the guards: "Go that way."

The guard turned around in shock to see Fu Yi's expression.

Fu Yi: "Listen to her."

The carriage turned onto the street.

Ah Moxian couldn't help asking, "Aren't you going to see Lord Yin?"

"The carriage is too conspicuous and will soon be abandoned in the street."

"oh oh."

Fu Yi suddenly said, "You are quite experienced in fishing in troubled waters and concealing your tracks."

The words were sarcastic, but Ah Mo didn't take them seriously. He agreed deeply and couldn't help but say, "When the official post chased you, I felt you were very powerful. So powerful that it was... scary."

"Later, I was tied up and heard you talking to Lord Yin about that Mo. Lord Yin even praised you for your knowledge."

"You can find Chengbei again."

"You do know a lot."

Ah Mo's face was filled with curiosity. He asked, "How did you become so powerful? You're from Yujing. Are all the people in Yujing so powerful?"

Before Cheng Nianying could react, Fu Yi's face had already turned slightly darker.

His words triggered a series of praises from the young man.

Cheng Nianying said vaguely at this time: "I learned it since I was young, so it's like this."

She turned around and asked Amo: "Where did you learn the art of killing?"

Ah Mo answered seriously: "Uncle and aunt..."

Cheng Nianying thought of the barefoot man she ran into that day: "From someone like Uncle Tang?"

"Yes, they knew how to hunt, so they learned archery. They also learned how to butcher pigs, which can also be used to butcher humans..."

The two of them actually started chatting.

Fu Yi didn't say another word for a long time.

The guards driving the car couldn't help but shrink their necks through the curtain.

How come this young man can't understand whether the tone is good or bad, and can't read the facial expression?

"Stop here." Cheng Nianying took the opportunity to stop.

But it stopped in front of a restaurant.

Cheng Nianying invited them in and ordered some dishes and rice.

Ah Mo swallowed and said, "I'm not too hungry. Let's go find Lord Yin first."

Fu Yi was just about to say that there was no rush.

Cheng Nianying said, "I brought it to him."

Ah Mo: "Oh! Yes, Lord Yin hasn't had his meal yet."

Fu Yi finally couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted, "How much silver did Yin Heng give you?"

"Eighty taels."

"Eighty taels of silver not only have to protect him all the way, save his life, and bring him medicine, but also provide him with food and drink?"

Only eighty taels.

Only eighty taels.

"How many copper coins did you spend on the walnut cakes you brought back that day?"

Cheng Nianying was not stupid, and she immediately thought of the sentence in the book: "It is not the lack of wealth that is worrying, but the inequality of wealth."

Fu Yi was unhappy about the inequality.

Then just buy a few walnut cakes for Yin Heng?

But Cheng Nianying instinctively felt that this was not a good idea.

She thought for a moment and said, "I haven't found my golden headdress yet, so the prince should pay for it."

Fu Yi paused.

The words were stuck in his throat, and in the end, only one word remained: "Okay."

Let him spend money, and he will be happier.

Cheng Nianying glanced at his expression and thought to herself.

Amo was originally frightened by the weird atmosphere between the two people, but when the food was served in the lunch box and he smelled the strong aroma, Amo forgot everything.

They finally set out on the road to the forest with food.

"Don't you think eighty taels is too little?" Fu Yi suddenly spoke again on the way.

“That’s a lot.”

"You've done so much for him, you deserve more money. I can ask for it for you."

"I don't want that much." Cheng Nianying said firmly.

Fu Yi felt it was a pity: "Okay."

Cheng Nianying curled her lips quietly.

Fu Yi asked for more money on her behalf, and she would be in his debt again, and his debt was the hardest to repay. She was not stupid.

A few gusts of wind passed through the cave. Yin Heng unconsciously shrank his shoulders and coughed.

I was secretly worried.

"Yin Heng." Someone called out.

The tone was steady and calm, the voice was very pleasant, and it sounded vaguely familiar.

Yin Heng looked up, unable to conceal his surprise: "Prince Danshuo?!"

Fu Yi walked closer, but he was not happy when he saw Yin Heng's face.

In fact, he hardly remembered what Yin Heng looked like.

Fu Yi appears gentle and kind on the outside, but in reality, he's quite arrogant. To him, Yin Heng is just someone he's given a few pointers and used for his own benefit...

Unlike when we met at the banquet, Yin Heng looked very down and out today, but he still had a good face.

But the posture of leaning against the mountain wall seemed uncomfortable no matter how I looked at it.

Then Fu Yi suddenly understood.

Thinking back to when the girl first entered the mansion, he had looked this sickly. Thinking of Yin Heng using the same gesture to gain the girl's sympathy... Fu Yi felt a slight pain in his chest.

"Did the prince meet Amo?" Yin Heng asked excitedly.

Just then, Ah Mo came in with a food box: "Master Yin, eat first, eat."

Yin Heng was pleased: "Then we met, Amo, you did a great job."

Fu Yi has always been very good at managing his subordinates and is good at praising them instead of suppressing them with violence.

Now seeing Yin Heng like this.

He seemed to see a replica of himself.

The taste becomes even more subtle.

Ah Mo placed the food box in front of Yin Heng, then turned and asked, "Miss Jiang, aren't you coming in?"

Yin Heng was stunned, slightly confused: "Miss Jiang is here too? Oh, you met each other together?"

"Yeah." Fu Yi responded and called out, "Xiao He, come in."

Cheng Nianying's voice finally rang out: "Aren't you going to talk about something confidential?"

The tone of these words already seemed familiar.

"It's cold standing there." Fu Yi said as he took off his cloak, walked a few steps to the cave entrance, and put it on Cheng Nianying.

"I don't..." Cold.

Before Cheng Nianying finished speaking, Fu Yi had already lowered his eyes, quickly tied a knot for her with his fingers, and said, "I'll ask the guard to accompany you to play aside."

Inside the cave.

Yin Heng raised his head and looked at the scene in shock.

Wait until Fu Yi turns around again.

Yin Hengcai asked in a bad tone, "Does the prince have a younger sister?"

Fu Yi lowered his eyes and looked directly at him: "She is not my sister."

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