Another crisp sound was heard, and the fat man in brocade clothes slapped the face of the madam Chen Yuege. In an instant, the bright red five finger marks swollen on the face of the madam, making him look red and cautious.

Lord Wang strode forward, waved his hand, and grabbed Yi Feixue from the stage and hugged him in his arms, with a disgusting gaze in his eyes.

"Mr. Wang, the little girl can buy it without selling it."

"Do not sell your body for your own business? OK, I really want to see what it means to sell your body for your own business."

In front of everyone, Lord Wang almost dragged Yi Feixue toward the room, while passers-by on both sides avoided him, fearing that he would provoke the man in front of him.

Seeing Lord Wang rudely pulling Yi Feixue into the room, if something happens after stepping into the room, even with his fingers, he can think clearly.

"Don't go and save?"

Feng Wuxin glanced at Jiang Qingmo. When the words fell, Jiang Qingmo had long disappeared.

When Jiang Qingmo disappeared, Feng Wuxin sighed secretly.

"What do you think Yi Feixue is going to do?"

Chen Yuege's actions today were undoubtedly done intentionally by Yi Feixue, and his purpose was also very obvious. He wanted to use their identities to deal with Lord Wang. Although this kind of trick was harmless to them, several people still didn't like it.

"Madam, don't worry about other people's affairs, continue playing chess."

"Yes, hehe, father-in-law, you lost."

Feng Wuxin landed the white chess in his hand on the board, and the five beads were connected into a line. Go just now has become Go again.

On the other hand, Jiang Moyi not only did not blame him, but his eyes were even more pampered.

"Mrs. I am willing to accept the loss for my husband."

As he said that, Jiang Moyi got up and wanted to take off his clothes. Fortunately, Feng Wuxin quickly grabbed Jiang Moyi's hand, which stopped Chun and Guang from leaking.

Xue Yunhan had long been accustomed to this kind of scene with a rotten smell. He raised his eyes and whitened Jiang Moyi, and continued to lower his head to look at the contents in the book.

On the other hand, just as Lord Wang was about to pull Yi Feixue into the house to make a shameful act, Jiang Qingmo appeared in time.

"Let go of the snow girl."

Jiang Qingmo's voice was neither strong nor light, but it was just heard by everyone.

Coupled with that powerful aura, Lord Wang was stunned. He turned around and looked scared and his face turned pale.

"Sir, Lord!"

Lord Wang naturally knew Jiang Qingmo, and everything he had born in the main hall of the monarch's mansion was vivid in my mind.

But how could Jiang Qingmo appear in Chen Yue Pavilion?

"Why is Mr. Zun?"

Lord Wang immediately let go of Yi Feixue's hand. Yi Feixue was crying and hid behind Jiang Qingmo's back. The meaning on his back made people feel so heartbroken.

"I remember seeing you at the monarch's house that day."

Jiang Qingmo looked at Lord Wang coldly, and Lord Wang knelt on the ground with a plop, and was shocked by the aura bursting out of Jiang Qingmo's body and sweated coldly on his back.

"If you want to say that, the lower official is the foreign minister of the monarch's residence. That day, he met the monarch's residence."

“Is that so?

Jiang Qingmo really couldn't remember what this person's identity was. He only remembered that he had seen him in the court of the monarch's mansion that day, and he didn't know what position he had.

"Sir, the Lord, the Lord is wrong. The Lord doesn't know that Miss Feixue is the Lord."

A word from the Lord has explained everything, but Lord Wang still knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

If he knew that Yi Feixue was Jiang Qingmo's man, he would not dare to have any intention if he gave him 180 courage.

At this time, Yi Feixue, who was standing behind Jiang Qingmo, suddenly walked out, picked up the fruit knife on the table and stabbed him hard.

"Thank you for your life-saving kindness, but the little girl was humiliated and she has no face to face her benefactor. If there is a girl in the next life, she will definitely repay her life-saving kindness!"

As he said that, the edge of the fruit knife had already penetrated into his abdomen, and no one expected that Yi Feixue would do such a move.

The blood invaded Yi Feixue's white clothes, which was extremely eye-catching. When everyone saw this scene, they were stunned.

As Yi Feixue fell to the ground, Jiang Qingmo also reacted and carried Yi Feixue away from Chen Yuege to the nearest clinic. The expression of Lord Wang was as ugly as he looked.

"What do you think?"

Feng Wuxin, who was playing chess with Jiang Moyi, glanced at Jiang Qingmo who was gradually disappearing from sight, and asked Xue Yunhan what he thought about this.

Since Yi Feixue invited them to Chen Yue Pavilion, all this was destined to be born.

Why is Feng Wuxin so sure that everything in front of her is a plan, because she saw Yu Wenji hidden in the shadow.

Xue Yunhan also saw Yu Wenji along Feng Wuxin's sight.

"It's nothing to dare to think about it, but Yi Feixue can do such a heavy blow to himself, so it can only be said that Yu Wenji has cultivated a good talent."

Everything was obviously planned by Yu Wenji in secret.

As for what the purpose is, Feng Wuxin is too lazy to think about it, and he will know it when he goes to the monarch's mansion tomorrow.

"Do you think Jiang Qingmo will be moved by Yi Feixue? Jiang Qingmo seemed really anxious when she saw Yi Feixue being injured."

"It probably won't be possible. Didn't he keep yelling to wait for Shangguan Ling's reincarnation?"

They knew very well what Shangguan Ling was in Jiang Qingmo’s heart. On that day, Jiang Qingmo almost fell into an abyss because of Shangguan Ling’s illusion.

Besides, although they cannot live with the same life as heaven and earth at this level, they can at least die of a dozen long-lived turtles. Jiang Qingmo also adhered to this belief and was waiting for Shangguan Ling's reincarnation.

As for Yi Feixue, I’m afraid the goddess is unintentional to King Mengxiang.

"Brother-in-law!"

Feng Wuxin fell into the chess piece, and she won again in this game, which was quite easy.

"Oh, my wife is extremely smart and won another game."

Jiang Moyi smiled with gentle eyes, and as he said that he was about to take off his clothes. Feng Wuxin sighed helplessly and looked at the man in front of him.

Is this guy here to play chess or sell silver?

The matter of Chen Yuegesheng passed quickly. Jiang Qingmo sent the injured Yi Feixue back to Chen Yuege and returned to the inn.

The next day, when Feng Wuxin and the other four went to Lanting Garden of the monarch's mansion, they saw Yu Wenji who was reviewing the memorial in the courtyard.

Yuwenji also saw the four people, stroked his white beards, and smiled so brightly.

"Prime Minister Yuwen leaked such a lewd smile, either a traitor or a thief!"

Jiang Qingmo frowned and looked at Yu Wenji in disgust. What is this old guy doing? This gloomy smile is very uncomfortable for no reason.

"It's okay. I am just watching the memorial of Lord Wang's resignation. It is said that something happened in Chen Yue Pavilion yesterday, and I don't know why Lord Wang wanted to resign."

Why?

Not afraid of death.

What an identity Jiang Qingmo exists unless he doesn't want his life.

Lord Wang did not even participate in the government affairs and directly ordered his subordinates to send a post to resign. He heard that the whole family had moved out of the capital, and no one cared about where he went.

I heard that the Wang family is already empty now.

To be honest, Jiang Qingmo didn't take what happened last night to heart. If Yu Wenji hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten who Lord Wang was.

"Resign? Then why is Lord Wang not the foreign minister of the monarch's palace?"

"That's right, Lord Wang's position is vacant, and I have to do it on my behalf, cough cough!"

Just as he said this, Yu Wenji started to cough, and it became more fierce.

"Prime Minister Yuwen, are you swollen?"

Jiang Qingmo grinned, looking at Yu Wenji's painful coughing, and kindly stepped forward to make him feel relieved. The old man who had just stepped forward fell on him.

"Prime Minister Yuwen, I did nothing, you can't mess with it!"

Jiang Qingmo spread his hands and said that he did nothing and that he was innocent.

"I'll take a look."

Frowning slightly, Feng Wuxin came to Jiang Qingmo and took a pulse for Yu Wenji, and his brows frowned even deeper.

"Jiang Qingmo, you're done."

"No way, dead? I did nothing!"

It's unfair!

I thought he, Jiang Qingmo, said openly. Although he had never done much good things, he had never done anything evil. Why did he meet someone who was hit by a car today?

"You are not dead yet, you guys carry Prime Minister Yuwen into the house."

"Yes, Lord."

The guards carefully carried Yu Wenji to Lantingyuan's room according to Feng Wuxin's order. When did the little prince Zixiu appear beside everyone, he asked what had happened.

When he learned that Yu Wenji was unconscious, his expression on his little face was so anxious.

"What should I do if the Prime Minister is unconscious? The old general Chong is now in the border area. What should I do?"
To be continued...