My wife is a sword god

Naturally, the prince would not listen to the maid's words, and instead became even more nervous.

After all, how could a maid have the courage to deceive a prince? It must be Anya’s instructions!

In this case, Anya's intention is intriguing.

Ignoring the maid's obstruction, the prince hurriedly entered the palace and finally saw the two of them at the stone pavilion in the back garden.

There was no overly intimate behavior, it was more like two close friends chatting.

The prince came closer and heard that the content was mostly about the cultivation of Wen Sheng Taoists and did not involve any personal affairs between children. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maybe I'm just overthinking it?" The prince shook his head slightly, but he didn't notice the disgust that swept through Anya's eyes in the stone pavilion.

"Master Qin, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?" the prince said, clasping his fists.

Qin Feng immediately bowed in return, but his heart was still a little strange.

Every time he came to Anya's palace, the prince would always appear.

If it happened once, it might be a coincidence, but as for twice. Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and finally understood that this guy was guarding himself.

After the three of them chatted, Qin Feng said goodbye and left on the grounds that he wanted to visit Mr. Deng.

The prince wanted to give him a ride like last time, but Anya kept him behind: "Brother, I just got a poem here, why don't we appreciate it together?"

"Could it be that the poems were written by Mr. Qin?" The prince immediately became interested. Qin Feng's poems were unprecedented and unparalleled. He had a copy of every poem that came out and framed it in his study. He looked at it day and night. One glance.

Especially the beautiful poem, he couldn't put it down.

Anya nodded slightly, then took out the white scroll written by Qin Feng not long ago from the space treasure and laid it flat on the stone table.

The prince's eyes changed slightly when he saw it, and he quickly put away the white scroll, as if he had found a treasure: "It is indeed a good poem."

Three days passed in a hurry, and the sky was no longer as clear as before, with continuous rain.

Outside Fengtian City, in a secluded mountain forest, Mr. Thirty-Six Star Qian returned from a mission and fell in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Blood flowed down with the mountain rain, and a figure stood on the mountain road. His flesh and bones changed, and within a moment, he transformed into Master Qian and disappeared in the rain.

On the other side, Qin Feng received a letter from the prince. The content of the letter was simple, inviting him to go to Hu Yanxuan tonight to discuss matters.

The prince invites you, how can you not accept it?

The reply was written quickly and handed over to the sender.

Looking up at the boundless dark sky, Qin Feng murmured: "I wonder when the rain will stop and the sky will clear?"

Outside the Qin Mansion, Bing Mian, who was hiding in the dark, saw the person who sent the message leaving, and he also fell into darkness.

As night fell, the rain did not subside, but intensified.

The rain was pouring down and people were running hurriedly in the streets.

The vendors have long since disappeared, and many small shops have opened their doors early. However, the business of the hotel and brothel is getting more and more prosperous.

Especially in the Fox Yan Pavilion, the singing platform is warm and springy, and the voices of coquettishness and joking come and go, making people intoxicated.

Qin Feng and the prince were already sitting in the box, looking at the dancing fox girl in the hall and making comments.

One moment she said that her beautiful legs were provocative, and the other moment she said that her tolerance was great.

The prince smiled and said: "It seems that Brother Qin and I are of the same mind."

It's just that they have similar hobbies, so they went too far. Qin Feng coughed dryly and changed the subject: "Why don't you see His Highness the Crown Prince's bodyguard coming with you?"

The prince waved his hand: "This is not the palace, just call me brother Jinwen. As for the guards, they are naturally waiting outside Hu Yanxuan.

It would be too uncomfortable to go to a brothel and be stared at by others. "

Jinwen is the prince's name.

"That's true." Qin Feng nodded, filled the wine for the prince, and then asked: "I wonder why Brother Jinwen called me here?"

The prince took a sip of wine and said truthfully: "Brother Qin, I am actually here because of Su Tianyue, the leader of the Tushan Fox Clan.

I know that you and she had a good relationship during our trip to the Western Regions. I hope you can help me be a lobbyist. "

How serious is this lobbyist? Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "Brother Jinwen wants me to be a matchmaker, but will your Majesty agree to your acceptance of the Hu tribe as your concubine?"

The prince had just taken a sip of wine and almost choked when he heard these words.

After coughing several times in a row, he calmed down and said, "You misunderstood. I just want to establish an ally with the Tushan Fox Clan to consolidate my position as heir apparent."

"I see." Qin Feng put his chin in thought.

In ancient times, in order to compete for the throne, it was very common for roommates to fight.

Instead of counting on the intimidating power of the prince's title, it is safest to rely on one's own powerful strength.

"However, this matter is of great importance. I'd better call the Tianyue Clan Chief, and you can tell her yourself."

Not long after, Su Tianyue, wearing a gorgeous long dress, entered the side room.

Even though the prince was used to seeing beauties, his eyes could not help but light up. Of course, he would not be dazzled by the beauty, but sincerely explained the purpose of his visit.

Su Tianyue did not respond immediately. Instead, she leaned against Qin Feng and breathed out like a orchid: "Qin Jun, I, a woman, don't know how to decide on such a big matter, so why don't you help me decide?" ?

Anyway, the slave family has been yours for a long time. "

As soon as these words came out, the prince's eyes widened. How could he have imagined that Qin Feng and the other party would have such a relationship?

"Brother Qin, you and her." Before he finished speaking, the prince's eyes suddenly became bloodshot and his expression was extremely painful. He covered his chest and wanted to say something, but he could not say a word.

This sudden scene made Qin Feng and Su Tianyue horrified.

Qin Feng hurried forward to check the status, but the prince had no movement, and there was no breath in his mouth and nose.

"Dead?" Su Tianyue frowned, and his face suddenly darkened.

Qin Feng staggered in fear and said in a trembling voice: "The wine is poisonous."

Swish!

At this moment, a figure in red and white rushed into the wing room and came to the fallen prince to check. The visitor was naturally a member of the Yu Luosi!

After he confirmed that the prince was dead, he slapped himself on the chest without saying anything, smashed the screen window, flew out of Hu Yanxuan, and then shouted loudly: "The prince is dead, Qin Feng of the Qin family colluded with the Tushan fox clan and assassinated the prince!"

The voice was loud and penetrated the rain curtain.

While shouting, the man took out a spark from his arms and lit it, and a red light hit the dark clouds, illuminating the night sky.

The guards guarding outside the brothel were stunned at first, and then rushed into Hu Yanxuan in a hurry.

If the prince is really dead, these guards will naturally die!

In the wing room, Qin Feng and You Su Tianyue looked at each other, and the previous nervousness had long disappeared, instead there was some playfulness.

"He was injured and still shouted so vigorously, this acting is really disappointing." You Su Tianyue joked.

Qin Feng sat down and poured himself a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"As expected, the wine is poisoned. It tastes different. I wonder how many mice I can catch this time."