C88

"Then... "That's fine too."

Feng Xiwu nodded after thinking for awhile. She couldn't even take care of herself so she should find someone to take care of this little fox.

The moment she finished speaking, the old housekeeper looked at the little fox that was playing with his grandson with a complicated look in his eyes. The simple and honest look of the white fluff was indeed very adorable.

"Esteemed wangfei, don't worry. This old servant will definitely urge this grandson to take good care of this little fox."

Feng Xiwu did not let go of the old housekeeper's promise. She squatted down and caressed the ears of the little fox lovingly.

Behind him, Qu Jingxi looked at the fox with vigilance.

He had been hunting and riding since he was ten years old, and he had shot many foxes. Although white foxes were indeed rare, it was the first time he had seen a fox that could find his home from the mountains.

"Your Highness," the late Zhu Qi whispered into his ear.

Feng Xiwu was completely focused on the fox so he naturally did not notice him.

"Wu, it's getting late, why don't we go back first? I will send people to prepare the things that are needed here, you don't have to worry." Prince Jing stooped down to help her up. She was worried that Yue Shuang was being too playful and didn't want to go back with him anymore.

Feng Xiwu stared at the small white ball on the ground for a moment and nodded her head.

She was a little tired from her day of work, so she decided to go back with him.

"Your Highness, the Third Miss of the Lu Residence is here."

Just as Qu Jingxi was half-supporting Feng Xiwu as they walked into the courtyard, a attendant blocked their path and reported to them.

Lu Family's Third Young Miss? Feng Xiwu frowned, wasn't that the young lady who cried so much that it rained down to her last time? Her looks were not bad at all, why did she have to run into the great demon king's mansion when she couldn't bear it anymore?

"But why?" Without waiting for Prince Jing's order to expel him, Feng Xiwu asked. One or two people came knocking every day to look for trouble, didn't she know that?!

The attendant that was reporting to Yun Che gulped. "This … I didn't say it, but she told me to give this to the prince, saying that the prince would meet with her once he sees it. "

Feng Xiwu looked over, the attendant was holding something that looked like an envelope.

The word "love letter" impressively appeared in her mind.

Feng Xiwu wanted to take action and catch her, but Prince Jing grabbed his hand, raised his head and looked at her in disdain, "What's there to look at, I've lost it!"

The latter half of his sentence was said to the attendant. Did he not see Wu around? He even dared to give her something that would make her unhappy. In a while, the steward would kick him out.

Feng Xiwu's curiosity was piqued, "Come back!" attendant, who had just turned around and walked a few steps, did not dare to hesitate when he heard the wangfei's voice and immediately turned back.

"Give it to me." Feng Xiwu stretched out her small hand, and the attendant looked at Prince Jing with a bit of hesitation.

The latter, however, looked at the girl beside her with a pair of eyes, not giving him a single glance. So... attendant was caught in a dilemma as to whether he should give it to Princess Hua-Yang or not.

Your highness, wangfei, whoever you offend will die.

"This wangfei will say it again and bring it over." Feng Xiwu's sweet and sticky voice carried a bit of deterrence. If you don't take it, you're just waiting to die.

The Prince Jing still did not express anything.

attendant presented the thing in his hand to Feng Xiwu. Feng Xiwu opened the envelope and saw two sheets of white paper inside.

After flipping and flipping for a long time, Feng Xiwu finally locked her suspicious eyes onto Prince Jing, who was watching her from the side.

Since it was given to the Great Demon King, he must know how to read it.

"You can go down first and tell Miss Lu to wait in the front hall. Tell her that the prince is busy right now and will visit her when he is done."

The attendant glanced at the Prince Jing, but the latter still did not express anything.

"Yes."

He respectfully retreated, and only then did he realize that his forehead was already covered in a layer of sweat.

Normally, princes were already scary enough, but now that it came to the matter of royal consort, they were even more frightening.

"I wonder what wangfei saw?"

When the attendant left, Qu Jingxi looked down at her and slowly spoke. What was so good about that woman's things? He was afraid that he would dirty his, Wu's, hands.

Feng Xiwu shook the two pieces of white paper, and without saying a word, she turned around and sped up her pace to return to her room.

Helpless, Prince Jing had no choice but to follow her up.

Feng Xiwu went back to her room and lit a candle. Although she had grown up in a pavilion, she more or less understood the tricks of the martial arts world, the underhanded tools to scheme against people, and the sinister hidden weapons.

The white paper was roasted over the fire for a moment. One sheet of paper had some words written on it, while the other one was roasted for a moment without any reaction.

"Let me do it. You won't be able to see anything after a while."

Although Qu Jingxi disdained to look at these things, and did not want to care about these useless little tricks, if she really wanted to look, he would help her a little.

He didn't really care about these things.

Qu Jingxi then placed the white piece of paper next to his nose to smell it, and then took out a small bottle of something that seemed to be made of clay. However, the thing inside was not ink, but a layer of unknown transparent liquid.

Feng Xiwu was still deep in thought when she saw the brush in Qu Jingxi's hand. She stopped in mid air and turned her head to look at her with a serious expression.

"Wu, let's say this first. No matter what you see later, you are not allowed to take exception, and you are not allowed to get angry at this king."

Feng Xiwu pondered for a moment as her eyes paused on the white paper and Prince Jing's handsome face. "Your highness wouldn't have really done anything to let this wangfei down, right?"

He had even promised her that he wouldn't take in a concubine. As expected, his father was right, a man's words were not to be trusted.

"Can't you think of This King's good side in your head?" Qu Jingxi put down the brush in his hand, touched her face and said helplessly.

What was this little girl's brain made of? Why did his Prince Jing's glorious name become useless to her? She felt as if she was coaxing a child every day.

That's right, in terms of relationships, this girl did not know much. Looking at her Prince's Wife's childish face, she suddenly became worried.

How much longer would he have to wait before he could eat his own Prince's Wife?

"Since your highness hasn't done anything, then of course, a woman like this wangfei who understands matters will not indiscriminately go against your highness. So, your highness, you don't need to worry."

She wasn't so bored because of that tiresome Third Miss. It would be the Seventh Festival in a short while, so she had to prepare herself and go out to have fun.

Qu Jingxi felt that what she said made sense.

When the viscous liquid was applied to the paper, the paper quickly absorbed it, and the outline of the paper gradually revealed itself before them.

Feng Xiwu lowered her head and looked, "My prince, it looks like Third Young Miss wants to invite you to the restaurant tonight."

The first piece of paper was a poem, and the second piece of paper was a painting. This painting did not look like Ni Duan, but it was a restaurant and some customers who were eating.

Feng Xiwu was very familiar with the restaurant, it was the biggest tavern in the capital.