The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

After leaving the imperial study room, Ling Fengshuo was still waiting outside as expected.

Without saying a word, Jiang Yunluo walked towards the path where the carriage stopped.

Ling Fengshuo followed quickly and asked in a low voice: "What did you say?"

Jiang Yunluo kept walking, glanced at him lightly, and said softly: "What else can there be? Uncle Huang finally has a showdown with me."

What these two words represent is naturally self-evident.

Ling Fengshuo's eyes flickered for a moment, and just as he was about to say something more, Jiang Yunluo said again: "You'd better not get too close to me. He has no trust in me now."

While they were talking, the two of them had arrived in front of the carriage.

Mo Ying was already ready.

Jiang Yunluo got into the car directly.

Then I heard Ling Fengshuo, who was following closely behind me, whisper: "That's my attitude. Even if Your Majesty is suspicious, he won't do anything to me right now."

He is Donglai's "God of War," so he has the confidence to say this.

Jiang Yunluo's eyes flickered when she heard this, but she didn't answer. She just sat quietly in her seat, not knowing what she was thinking.

The carriage moves slowly——

Once outside the scope of the palace, the surrounding area gradually became lively.

The hawkers' cries became more and more obvious.

"Look, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is freshly baked! It's fragrant and soft! It costs three cents!"

A loud shout suddenly entered the carriage, interrupting Jiang Yunluo who was deep in thought.

With her thoughts moving, she opened the car curtain a little and looked towards the pastry vendor.

The other party looked young, with a face full of enthusiasm, and the desserts he made were delicious. The pieces of snow-white pastries were decorated with finely chopped osmanthus flowers, and everyone seemed to be able to feel the sweetness.

Over there in Beiming...

It’s also so lively.

But if the emperor's uncle insists on annexing Beiming and merging the two countries, these days may be gone forever...

I was thinking about——

"Mo Ying, go buy some sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Ling Fengshuo suddenly gave an order.

Jiang Yunluo came back to her senses instantly. She knew that he had misunderstood, and she didn't bother to explain. She just interrupted: "No need."

Mo Ying: "..."

Who should I listen to...

I was thinking about——

"There is Shuiyunjian ahead. I can walk there myself. There is no need to send it off again."

Jiang Yunluo suddenly opened the car door and jumped out of the car.

Ling Fengshuo immediately wanted to follow.

Jiang Yunluo's cold gaze swept her away, and she paused on the spot again.

He could only freeze in place and watch her walk away.

half an hour-

"Your Majesty... how about... you buy some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and send them to the princess?"

Mo Ying took a step forward and suggested in a low voice.

Since he is reluctant to leave.

Then find a way to meet more!

Ling Fengshuo paused after hearing this and said a word lightly.

"go."

"Yes!"

Mo Ying immediately turned around to buy it with a smile on his face.

But after a moment, he found it again helplessly.

"My lord, I'm afraid we have to wait a while, the newly released ones have been sold out."

Ling Fengshuo: "..."

Gee.

Quite popular.

Desserts must be eaten freshly out of the oven. Even His Royal Highness King Shuo has to wait obediently.

Front--

Jiang Yunluo has returned to Shuiyunjian.

Ever since she and Su Manman walked out for a day and were picked up by Ling Fengshuo, she could feel the gazes around her wherever she went.

Over time, I got used to it.

What's more, I'm still wearing a hat today.

Entering from the main entrance, Jiang Yunluo took a cursory glance at the business conditions of the store.

Then I planned to go to the backyard.

But I didn’t expect that just as I was about to leave——

"stop!"

A clear female voice suddenly sounded on the stairs.

Jiang Yunluo paused and looked up with some confusion.

Then he saw a round-faced girl dressed as a maid, and said in a strong tone: "Young Master, my lady wants to see you, just in the private room upstairs."

see her?

Jiang Yunluo squinted her eyes, and when she saw the opponent's aura, she felt that the person coming was unkind.

"Who is your lady?"

Jiang Yunluo asked in a deep voice.

Unexpectedly, the little maid became even more aggressive after hearing this, and said arrogantly: "Why do you ask so many questions! You'll know when you get up there!"

While he was talking, many diners were already looking over here.

The waiter also looked hesitant, not knowing whether to step forward or not.

Unsure of the identity of the other party, Jiang Yunluo didn't want to make the matter a big deal, so she just gave the waiter a look and agreed, "Okay, please lead the way."

"Humph."

The little maid snorted coldly, turned around and led Jiang Yunluo upstairs.

Jiang Yunluo stared at her back, feeling that she seemed familiar.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

But I couldn't remember it hazily.

It wasn't time to eat yet, and there was almost no one on the second floor.

Only the innermost private room had its door slightly open.

Jiang Yunluo followed the little girl to the door. The first thing that caught her eye was a pink and purple skirt.

woman?

Her eyebrows tightened, and as her eyes moved upward, she encountered an unexpected face.

He Weier?

What is she here for?

Jiang Yunluo was stunned for a moment, and then realized why she felt that the maid looked familiar.

She is from Prince Shuo's Mansion!

I must have seen it before, and this left a little impression, so I felt familiar.

I was thinking about——

"You are the man who is entangled with cousin Feng Shuo?"

Seeing her standing at the door, He Weier stood up on her own initiative, her tone full of disdain.

He looked at Jiang Yunluo's face hidden behind the bamboo hat through the gauze curtain without any courtesy.

Jiang Yunluo was relieved for a moment.

Thinking of her as a man, it seems that he didn't find anything...

"Is something wrong?"

Deliberately keeping her voice low, she replied coldly with two words.

He just didn't want to talk to her anymore, but He Weier took it as acquiescence to get entangled with Ling Fengshuo, and he suddenly became even more angry!

Then he quickly glanced at the maid on the side!

The maid immediately understood and suddenly reached out to lift Jiang Yunluo's bamboo hat!

He also accused: "Do you know the rules? You dare to cover my face when you see my young lady!"

The voice didn't fall--

"what!"

She screamed, her wrist was tightly grasped by Jiang Yunluo, and there were tears in her eyes.

But the gauze curtain of the bamboo hat was still lifted due to the action just now.

Reveal the face hidden behind.

"you!"

He Weier stepped forward to stop him, but froze in place the moment he saw her face.

how come……

This face... is actually somewhat similar to Jiang Yunluo...

Is she not dead?

how can that be!

And the voice that spoke just now did indeed sound like that of a young boy...

Cousin Feng Shuo is so deeply in love with Jiang Yunluo!

As long as they look similar, gender doesn’t even matter!

She didn't know that Jiang Yunluo had the ability to fake voices, or that she didn't want to overturn the fact that Jiang Yunluo was dead in her heart.

As he was thinking about it, he saw that Jiang Yunluo had loosened his hand and shook the maid away.

Then he asked impatiently: "Are you okay?"