Qibao jumped on Ye Zhikuang's shoulders, sat down, and pointed at the food in front of Ye Zhikuang to indicate that he wanted to eat too.

Ye Zhikuang gave it to it and then said: "Things went well."

Qibao said with a smile: "Of course, who am I? Can I not handle the things I do?"

"Cough!" At this time, Feng Qianchen, who was sitting next to Mo Junxie, coughed several times.

Qibao trembled, and then he remembered his purpose of coming to Ye Zhikuang.

"Well, there is one thing I need to tell you." Qibao chewed the food.

"What's the matter?" Ye Zhikuang asked with a frown.

"That's right, that person said he wanted money." After saying that, Qibao turned back and looked at Feng Qianchen.

Ye Zhikuang looked along Qibao's line of sight.

Feng Qianchen raised his eyebrows at her, as if he was declaring something to her, no, it was more like a threat.

Ye Zhikuang immediately felt something was wrong.

"What happened?" Ye Zhikuang asked.

Qibao started to cry: "Master, I'm sorry. It's all my fault for not doing things right. I made this little guy watch the whole thing. Then he threatened me that if I didn't pay him, he would spit out everything he saw. You

What kind of evil heart does he have?"

Ye Zhikuang let out a breath, it turned out that this was the matter, what else could she say was such a big deal.

He picked up the wine glass, saluted Feng Qianchen, and raised his eyebrows like him.

Feng Qianchen grinned and picked up the wine glass.

He just took a small sip, and Ye Zhikuang came over, sat next to him, came close to her, and said: "You have done a good job and you will be rewarded later."

"How much is the reward?" Feng Qianchen asked with his eyes brightening.

"How about a reward for instigating your little one to frame the prince-in-law?" Anyway, no one saw Qibao coming out of the backyard, but some people saw the little one and Feng Qianchen walking out of it.

Feng Qianchen's heart skipped a beat, feeling that there was a strong threat in Ye Zhi's arrogant words: "What do you mean?"

Ye Zhikuang put his arms across his shoulders and moved his face closer to his: "That's it, they teamed up to deceive the prince-in-law, don't you understand? Then let me explain a little more clearly, how can you instruct your pet to deceive people?

What's going on?"

"You're talking nonsense." Feng Qianchen vomited blood fiercely. This was obviously the woman's own doing, but she turned around and threatened him.

"Everyone can see if I'm talking nonsense. Anyway, my Qibao didn't show up, and I'm not Ye Zhikuang. I'm the kind and beautiful Bai Youxue, the soon-to-be Princess An Yi." Ye Zhikuang patted Feng Qian.

Chen's face.

Feng Qianchen vomited a few more times, then pointed at Ye Zhikuang with a trembling finger: "You, it was obviously not me who did it."

Ye Zhikuang patted Feng Qianchen on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I don't want your money. I just need you to send me a thousand pieces of Luo Yu silk and satin, okay."

"What?" Feng Qianchen's heart trembled.

Is this what dad said about stealing chicken but losing rice? He was cheated out of a thousand pieces of lotus silk without even seeing the chicken feces. Why did he never think that this girl was unscrupulous before?

"Get out of here." Feng Qianchen folded his hands around his chest and roared angrily.

Ye Zhikuang's lips curved into a sinister smile: "I'll give you time to think about it, don't be in a hurry, take your time, I won't worry about the jade silk and satin."

The meaning was very clear, either help her with the work, or send Luo Yu silk satin back.

But then again, where did the jade silk and satin come from?

He turned around and glanced at Mo Junxie.

He was chatting with the princes and nobles. If you ignored his status as an immortal, he would really be suitable to live in an emperor's house.

Feeling Ye Zhikuang's gaze, Mo Junxie turned around and looked at Ye Zhikuang.

His eyes softened, he smiled faintly, and then turned back to continue chatting...

But Feng Qianchen was jumping around like crazy, it was definitely impossible to bring Luo Yu silk and satin.

Thinking of how his mother was so happy that she almost went crazy after seeing a thousand pieces of Luoyu silk and satin, if he said that these thousand pieces of silk and satin were not theirs, his mother might go crazy in the next second.

"No, if you want silk, it's a life-threatening situation." Feng Qianchen gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Ye Zhikuang shrugged his shoulders, stood up, and walked towards Concubine Lan.

Feng Qianchen's heart skipped a beat again.

"Hey, where are you going?" Feng Qianchen jumped up and asked.

Ye Zhikuang smiled calmly and said: "Failure to report what you know is a capital crime."

"You bastard woman, come back here."

"..." The bastard woman continued to walk forward.

"When you come back, we have something to discuss." Although Feng Qianchen was not afraid of a small royal family, his father had said that he would deal with any trouble outside.

This woman obviously takes the soft side rather than the hard side, how could Feng Qianchen fall into her hands.

Sure enough, Ye Zhikuang turned around and returned to him, asking: "How is it? How do you think about it?"

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Feng Qianchen frowned and said angrily.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong?" Ye Zhikuang shrugged and sat down: "It's about Mu Qingfeng."

"I said, that thing is impossible." Feng Qianchen said in embarrassment.

"I know you can't do it, but your mother can definitely do it." After saying that, she turned back to look at the beautiful woman sitting among a group of ladies.

"Sure enough, you have no good intentions."

"What are the good intentions? Are you, Feng Qianchen, a good person?" Ye Zhikuang tilted his head and asked provocatively.

Feng Qianchen's face immediately turned red. In fact, he was really not a good boy.

He was used to doing all sorts of evil things, including burning, killing, and looting.

But that happened in his childhood.

"I won't do it." Feng Qianchen turned away and said fiercely.

"It doesn't matter." Ye Zhikuang made a gesture to get up.

Feng Qianchen immediately took her hand and said, "Give me some time to think about it. I should at least make my mother mentally prepared, because Uncle Mu is disgusted with his natural talent for refining martial arts."

"A natural talent?" Ye Zhikuang asked back.

Feng Qianchen nodded: "Yes."

"..." Thinking of the scene in the teahouse, she really couldn't figure out why he wanted to stop her in every possible way.

"Okay, I'll give you time." After Ye Zhikuang said, he walked towards Mo Junxie carrying Qibao.

*

At this time, Ye Mubai was in a hurry because of Ye Mulian's sudden death.

Although Ye Mulian was dead, what she said before she died touched the emperor's weak spot.

The Lin family provides so much money to the royal family every year.

Do you think the emperor is willing?

This is not to say that their royal family was devoured by the Lin family.

Although your Lin family supplies a lot every year, but... do you think you can make the royal family put aside their dignity and condescend to you?

The Lin family naturally made the emperor furious because of Ye Mulian's words.
Chapter completed!