MTL - The Crown Prince Chases His Wife-Chapter 118 risk

Emperor Hui was very impatient with this inexperienced concubine, raised his hand and ordered a banquet.

The crowd sat down.

Qin Xi glanced at Qin Lin next to her worriedly. Fortunately, Qin Lin was the same as usual.

Qin Yan ordered a banquet and motioned to Ji Nanfeng to introduce the dishes to everyone.

The servants brought boiling hot pots for each table one after another, and the charcoal fire continued to burn under the hot pot.

Then the next person brought a plate of sliced ​​meat, sliced ​​fresh white radish, green leafy vegetables and mushrooms.

"The soup in the warm pot is made from deer bones plucked from the deer sent back from the western suburbs, and ginseng, angelica and other medicinal materials suitable for winter nourishment." Ji Nanfeng said slowly.

"This piece of meat is so thin." Xu Jieyu, who was beside Emperor Hui, praised.

After Ji Nanfeng saluted, he said:

"This is a deer brought back from a fast horse in the western suburbs. The legs are cut off, placed in a clean snowdrift and buried for an hour, and then an experienced cook uses a fast blade to cut out thin slices of meat as thin as cicada wings. It has a good taste in hot pot. Ladies and gentlemen, please remember that the meat slices should not be scalded for too long, otherwise the taste will be bad.”

At the banquet, everyone sandwiched the meat slices and scalded them into a warm pot. After the meat slices changed color, after a while, they immediately took them out and put them in the prepared dipping sauce. There was a hint of sweetness in the entrance.

"Really delicious."

Everyone was full of praise.

At this time, snowflakes were fluttering outside the corridor, and in the furnace shed beside, the cook was still roasting the fragrant venison.

There was a fire burning in the corridor, and everyone watched the snow scene, admired plums, drank, ate meat, and feasted. It was really beautiful.

However, there are still some people who don't like it.

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Emperor Hui was a little tired in the middle, so he retired early with Xu Jieyu.

After Emperor Hui left, Feng Subei also prepared to leave with An Yanxi. Just as he was about to get up, An Yanxi, who was sitting next to him, suddenly retched.

Feng Subei frowned and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Everyone also looked towards this side.

And An Yanxi just covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, bent over to vomit, and didn't say a word.

Feng Yunchao got up and came over,

"Yan Xi, what's wrong?"

And Feng Yunchao suddenly thought of something and glanced at Feng Subei:

"Yan Xi, are you pregnant?"

Feng Subei's expression changed, and he squinted at An Yanxi, who was gradually calming down, then got up and said goodbye to the prince and princess.

"Prince, prince concubine, two princesses, the minister retire."

After speaking, Feng Subei pulled An Yanxi up and walked away quickly.

Feng Yunchao faintly felt that Feng Subei's look at Yan Xi was not right, she got up to follow, but was stopped by Feng Yuyao:

"What are you going to mix in the affairs of the two husbands and wives?"

Feng Yun Chaofu sat down again, but was still a little worried, and didn't care about Feng Yuyao's remarks.

Satisfied with food and wine, Feng Yuyao said with a smile:

"Playing with a horse hanger?"

Qin Xi rubbed his hands together, eager to try.

Hey, Ma Hang, who can play with me?

Feng Zhan's face is not very good-looking. It's better for these noisy people to disappear on the spot, leaving him and Qin Yan clean.

Qin Yan sensed the thoughts of the man beside him, pulled up Feng Zhan, and said to everyone:

"You can do it yourself."

Qin Yan and Feng Zhan left.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Several girls in the corridor looked at the backs of the prince and the prince's wife, all secretly envious.

Among the nobles of the palace gate, there are few couples who truly love each other, let alone the royal family.

The pair of prince and prince concubine is really rare to see in a hundred years.

The two remaining princesses and the twin sisters of the Qin family really moved to the warm pavilion and fought horses.

This was jokingly called by Qin Xi, the battle between the folk and the royal horse hanging...

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Outside the Prince's Mansion, Feng Subei took An Yanxi to the carriage.

Feng Subei looked at An Yanxi coldly,

"What's the matter with you?"

An Yanxi looked back with a cold gaze.

"Wind and cold."

Feng Subei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he had some guesses in his heart.

"Wind cold? Why do you still come to the western suburbs?"

An Yanxi looked up at Feng Subei and sneered,

"Feng Subei, this is the most conversation between you and me since you returned to Beijing."

An Yanxi saw Feng Subei frown slightly, she didn't want to maintain the apparent peace between the two,

"Let me see, which girl is so charming that the prince jumped into the ice lake to save people without risking his life?"

Feng Subei's expression changed, and sure enough, An Yanxi was here for Qin Lin.

"Feng Subei, in your heart, what am I?" An Yanxi stared at Feng Subei's eyes and asked the question that had been lingering in her heart for a few days.

"You make me suspect that your affection for me before was faked." An Yanxi carefully observed the change in Feng Subei's expression, but unfortunately, nothing could be seen on Feng Subei's face.

Feng Subei took a deep breath, looked at the titular concubine in front of him, and spoke in a slightly sarcastic tone:

"An Yanxi, who is in your heart, you and I know it well. If there is any, there is no need to make it clear. It's good to be at peace with each other, isn't it?"

An Yanxi knows that Feng Subei can see that she has always been a prince in her heart, which is not a secret in the aristocratic circle of Shangjing, but she always feels that Feng Subei is like He Xiao, who loves her wholeheartedly, regardless of her Who is in your heart.

Feng Subei opened his mouth as if he had the ability to read minds, and poked An Yanxi's heart:

"Today, in front of the prince, calling the princess the princess Zhaoren is a provocation."

"An Yanxi, you haven't put down the prince in your heart yet."

"I marry you, it is in the interests of the Da Shifu. Da Shi An and An Wenjing are happy to see this. You'd better restrain yourself and don't make everyone look bad."

"Today you vomited on the banquet. I don't care if you are really cold or play some unprofessional back-house tactics. You'd better use it sparingly in the future."

"Finally, let me remind you, don't try to challenge the patience of the prince and the prince. That prince is not something you can afford."

An Yanxi was ashamed as if Feng Subei had ripped off her fig leaf.

Feng Subei turned his head and ordered the driver:

"Send the prince and concubine back to Duan Wangfu."

Feng Subei was about to get out of the car, but An Yanxi grabbed his cuff:

"Are you still going to find her?"

Feng Subei looked back coldly:

"Let go."

An Yanxi sarcastically said:

"Are you going to explain it to her? Explain what? Explain that you and I didn't get married? Feng Subei, you say, will she believe it?"

Feng Subei said coldly again:

"Let go."

In the end, Feng Subei got out of the car and went straight to the Prince's Mansion.

On the carriage leaving, An Yanxi lifted the curtain and looked at the high wall connecting the Prince's Mansion to the County Lord's Mansion.

Qin Yan!

It's Qin Yan again!

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When Feng Subei went back, the game had already disbanded, while Feng Yuyao and Qin Xi and Qin Lin were left in the county master's mansion because it was too late, while Feng Yunchao went to the prince's mansion.

Knowing that Qin Lin was in the library, Feng Subei was led by the servants of the county master's mansion.

When Feng Subei entered the library, Qin Lin was reaching for a slightly higher book.

Feng Subei quietly walked behind Qin Lin, a tall figure covered Qin Lin, grabbed Qin Lin's hand, and took down the book.

Qin Lin's body froze, and after taking down the book, she took a step to the side, away from the powerful man in front of her.

Feng Subei was about to speak when Qin Lin spoke first:

"Go out and say, don't let those things stain these books."

Feng Su's north face was a little dark.

What things will stain the book?

Qin Lin stepped out of the library first, stood under the outer porch, and Feng Subei stepped out.

Qin Lin turned around and looked at Feng Subei with a serious tone:

"Sir, let's finish it all at once."

Feng Subei knew that Qin Lin's words were not going to leave room for them, but if they didn't say something, they would really misunderstand.

"Me and An Yanxi are not what you think."

Qin Lin said coolly:

"I told the prince yesterday that I hope the prince will not disturb me again. How is the prince and the prince, and what does it have to do with me?"

Feng Subei looked at Qin Lin with absolute certainty in his tone:

"Qin Lin, don't deny it, you have feelings for me."

Qin Lin looked directly at Feng Subei,

"What if I feel it? It's just a momentary fever and impulsiveness."

"Prince, you forgot that you have Concubine Shizi? Concubine Shizi may have a child in her belly. How does it feel to be above responsibility?"

child?

Feng Subei was convinced that Qin Lin really misunderstood An Yanxi just now, probably intentionally vomited, Feng Subei prepared to explain, Qin Lin spoke first:

"You men think that three wives and four concubines are justified, but forgive me, I have no interest in accompany them."

Qin Lin turned back to the library and closed the door.

Feng Subei didn't catch up, he really couldn't deal with An Yanxi's affairs.

Feng Subei stood in the cold wind, and despite years of upbringing, a foul language burst out in his heart.

Who the **** wants three wives and four concubines.

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Qin Yan and Feng Zhan were on their way back to the bedroom when Ji Nanfeng came over:

"Master, Jiang Shao asks to see you."

Qin Yan comfortably shook the man who was instantly black-faced,

"I'll be back when I go."

Feng Zhan grabbed Qin Yan's hand and didn't seem to be ready to let the woman leave him and leave.

Qin Yan's fingertips lightly hooked Zhan's palm, her voice softened a little,

"Your Highness, be good."

Feng Zhan's face turned darker, but his hands were slightly looser.

Qin Yan pulled out his hand and went to the study with Ji Nanfeng.

Stepping into the study, Qin Yan did not intend to waste more time with Jiang Mu, otherwise the man who had just been black-faced would have made her unable to get off the couch today.

"Let's talk." Qin Yan walked towards the chair behind the desk.

Jiang Mu suppressed the boiling of blood all over his body and spoke as calmly as possible:

"I heard that in the spring of next year, Daxia will invite the royal families of various countries to attend the ceremony in Beijing. Will there be Xirong?"

Qin Yan had some guesses about Jiang Mu's request, but as expected.

"Yes." Qin Yan's answer was straightforward.

Jiang Mu felt that the blood all over his body was restless at this moment.

"Are you going to move Xirong?"

This time Qin Yan did not reply directly, but gave a sentence:

"You get ready."

Jiang Mu's pupils shrank, what Qin Yan meant was, yes.

Jiang Mu nodded and turned to leave.

Finally, the day is almost here, Uncle Wang.

Qin Yan looked at the back of Jiang Mu's departure, and tapped the table with her fingertips.

Not only did she want to move Xirong, but also the Turks, and...

Qin Yan's eyes were cold.

Also, the Queen Mother Xiao left behind her own, Southwest Granary, Yizhou.

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When Qin Yan came out of the study, there was a man with an air-conditioning standing in the corridor not far away. Qin Yan looked at it from a distance, why did she feel that Feng Zhan's face was a little sad.

The two returned to the bedroom and went straight to the soup pool.

Today, Feng Zhan in the soup pool is very restrained, and Qin Yan is a little puzzled.

"Um?"

Feng Zhan put his arms on the edge of the pool, surrounded the woman in front of him, and held back his movement.

Qin Yan frowned slightly, put his hand into the water, tilted his head slightly,

"No problem, what's wrong, Your Highness?"

Feng Zhan grabbed Qin Yan's chaotic hand, sweat dripping from his forehead, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Yanyan, why don't you use Bizi soup?"

Feng Zhan's words fell, and the atmosphere in Tang Chi instantly froze.

Qin Yan looked at Feng Zhan's eyes slightly cold, and Feng Zhan suddenly understood that the woman had misunderstood.

Feng Zhan reached out and stroked Qin Yan's face lightly, his deep eyes were fixed on Qin Yan's phoenix eyes, and his voice was hoarse:

"Yanyan, I don't want you to suffer from childbirth, let alone..."

Feng Zhan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice seemed to be a little low:

"I can't afford it alone, the risks you take because of production."

"We can follow the example of Emperor Bei Liang, in the clan..."

Feng Zhan's words were sealed by Qin Yan with a kiss, and the woman's kiss was particularly enthusiastic. Feng Zhan couldn't hold back, the situation was out of control, and there was a charming room in the soup pool.

An hour later, Feng Zhan carried Qin Yan back to the bedroom, and when he put down Qin Yan, Feng Zhan was turned over by Qin Yan and pressed down.

Qin Yan seemed to understand why Feng Zhan was a little unusual today, because Han Shuangling had an accidental miscarriage at the racecourse yesterday?

Indeed, women's childbirth is like breaking through the gates of hell, if one accidentally...

Qin Yan was still flushed, she reached out and touched Feng Zhan's thin lips with her fingertips, and said slowly:

"I have always pursued it. There is a time in my life, and there must be it eventually; there is no time in my life, don't force it."

"But if it is given to us by God, then accept it."

"If I'm really lucky enough to be a mother, I won't be afraid of anything."

Feng Zhan's eyes were deeply fixed on Qin Yan's face, and he suddenly rubbed Qin Yan into his arms.

Qin Yan, Gu has never been afraid of anyone or anything in his life.

But Gu can't imagine that if you encounter that kind of situation...

How to be alone...