It's hard for the queen of intelligence

Chapter 72

On the seventeenth night of April, the murderer forgot to set fire, the moon was not dark, and the wind was not high.

"Master, His Royal Highness King Sui has already gone eastward without Lord Yasukun on his back." Dongzang secretly glanced at Lu Fusang who was reading the scriptures, not daring to let out a sigh of relief.

"Feng'er took the initiative to go." Lu Fusang frowned slightly, stopped what he was holding, and asked in a low voice.

"No..." Dongzang shook his head quickly, "His Royal Highness Sui Wang is so courageous... No one in this Sui Palace knows, the current Sui Palace is the master, you have the final say..."

"Really?" Lu Fusang smiled slightly, but his eyes were full of coldness, "Dongzang became more and more unruly when he left the palace..."

"Master..." Lu Fusang smiled, and Dongzang felt that he was too stupid to grab Yueru's job.What kind of cramp did she have, that she chose to leave the well-behaved General Zhen Guo inappropriate and come to the Sui Palace to be the housekeeper...

"You have to remember that there is only one master in the Sui Palace..." The smile on Lu Fusang's face widened, and Dong Zang hurriedly answered, "That is the master..."

"It's really rotten wood that can't be carved... I've told you several times that there is only one master in the Sui Palace, and that's Fufeng..." With a long sigh, Lu Fusang raised his hand and threw the booklet back into the pile of booklets, "Go back to Xiahe, These excerpts should be returned to their original owners... Lord Yasukuni is getting old, so he should stay in the palace well... Then, tomorrow we will go to Liu County with Lu Fuyun to investigate and postpone..."

"The reason?" Dongzang took out a small notebook from his pocket and began to write it down.

"Let's just say that I missed going to the toilet at night and broke my leg..." Lu Fusang slightly licked his lips, and wanted to leave.

"Master, where are you going?" Dongzang stared blankly at Lu Fusang in men's clothes, the corners of his mouth twitching.Since marrying King Sui, the master seems to be more and more fond of cross-talking.

"I'm going to look for a wife to be my husband and come back—" Lu Fusang shook his sleeves, stepped on the wall and left.

Over there Lu Fusang was walking on the moon, and here Lu Fufeng was wiping his sweat.

Master Yasukuni is really the scariest thing in the world.Especially when Prime Minister Yasukuni is fighting against Fusang...

Lu Fufeng didn't know when she started to sweat profusely. She only remembered that after Dongzang threatened that Lu Fusang would go to Liu County to investigate, Lord Yasuo grabbed her by the collar and asked her to carry Lord Yasuo to find someone.

Lu Fufeng had a vague feeling that danger was approaching as he walked out of Suiwang's mansion with Jingyu on his back, and walked quickly in the night sky.

"Mother, are you sure that Empress Fuyun lives here?" Lu Fufeng felt lingering fear in bullying Fusang and leaving Prince Sui's mansion behind Jingguo's back.

She didn't know until the night she got married that Sister Fusang was a martial artist.Of course, with the status of Fusang Huangjie, it is also a good thing to have martial arts.But to Lu Fufeng's embarrassment, although Sister Fusang has martial arts skills, she is not as upright as Sister Fuyun.Prescribing medicine, acupointing acupuncture points, pouring alcohol... all these three indiscriminate skills, Fusang Huangjie used them to the extreme.What's even more frightening is that Sister Fusang can always see all the places where black hands can be used.

Thinking of the ubiquitous tendons in the Sui Palace, Lu Fufeng's footsteps trembled.

"Feng'er, what are you afraid of?" Realizing that Lu Fufeng was walking unsteadily, Jingyu, who was lying on Lu Fusang's back, quickly kicked Lu Fufeng on the back, "How can you be afraid of your husband's servant... ...Feng'er, with mother supporting her, Sang'er won't do anything to you..."

"Really? Then who was punished by the emperor last time to approve half a month's paperwork? Who was forced by the emperor to ascend the throne? Who was the one who had the cheek to go to Fuyun to ask for military supplies?" Lu Fufeng looked at it pretending to be annoyed. Jingyu glanced at him, full of grievances.

"Look at how promising you are... You should learn how to be a wife and reinvigorate your wife... Sang'er is just your imperial husband, you don't have to spoil her so much..." Jingyu twisted Lu Fufeng's ear, Word meal.

"But, mother, why don't you go by yourself?" Lu Fusang was not annoyed as Jingyu pulled her ears with a smile.Since she has an emotional interaction system, she can understand some human affairs.

Aunt Jingyu naturally cared about Sister Fusang, but Sister Fusang couldn't get in, so she had to settle for the next best thing and start with herself.

"Because..." Jingyu's mouth twitched, "Because I can't beat Sang'er..."

"Then you still dare to let me go out of Sui Palace with you behind my back, looking for Sister Fuyun..." Lu Fufeng narrowed his eyes, and there was danger hidden in them, "It's not like you don't know that every time I go to look for Sister Fuyun, I will come back ..."

"Hehehe...Feng'er, you don't need to talk about the joy of the boudoir..." Jingyu smiled and looked at Lu Fufeng's profile.Although she felt ashamed of Feng'er, she would rather let Feng'er be considerate of Sang'er.Her guilt for Sonny kept her awake at night.

Tonight, she went into Prince Sui's mansion to ask Feng'er to carry her away, but she heard that Sang'er hadn't been in the same room with Feng'er for three days.

"Then how can I do it... If I don't make it clear to my mother, will my mother carry Fusang on her back next time and leave the mansion in the middle of the night?" Lu Fufeng and Master Jing were shocked at the same time by the female voice that came in out of thin air.

"Miss Huang—"

"Hmm" Lu Fusang snorted coldly, and Lu Fufeng quickly changed his words in shock, "Husband, why did you appear here?"

"I have to ask Lord Jing." Lu Fusang chuckled and said loudly, "Master Jing accidentally got a good horse tonight. He thought that King Sui had made great achievements and gave it to Prince Sui's mansion at night. However, although the good horse is a good breed, it is slavish and hard to tame. Fusang's legs were broken in Suiwang's mansion... Master Yasukuni said, is Fusang right?"

"Uh, my husband, you clearly—" Lu Fufeng was about to help Lord Yasukuni, but he found Lord Yasuo was in tears.

"That's right... Sonny is going to ask the widow for money again?" Master Yasukuni showed his hospitality.

"Yes." Lu Fusang smiled slightly and stretched out his hand, "5000 taels of silver."

"What do you want so much money for?" After taking out half of the banknote, Master Yasukuni stopped his hand.

"Take the wind to play." Lu Fusang said.

"Are you coming back?" Lu Fufeng's eyes narrowed into a smile, she knew that Fusang was burdened by the government left behind by Lord Yasukuni.

"It depends on your mood." Lu Fusang raised his hand and brushed Master Yasukuni off Lu Fufeng's back.

"You unfilial daughter!" Seeing that there seemed to be no gap between Fusang and Fufeng, Master Yasukuni couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

When she thought that the two were still in front of her eyes, Lord Yasuo couldn't help but pretended to be angry from embarrassment. He slapped the bank note in Lu Fusang's hand and cursed angrily, "Let's go! Don't wait for the Lord to regret it."

"Got it, got it..." Lu Fusang perfunctorily walked towards Lu Fufeng's side, but found that his feet were empty.

"what--"

"Sang'er—" Lu Fufeng was about to fetch her, but he found that Lu Fusang had disappeared.

"Mother" Lu Fufeng glanced at Lord Yasukuni, but heard Lord Yasukuni lament,

"If you hold your head up three feet, there are gods!"

"Uh..." Lu Fufeng jumped off the roof belatedly, only then did he realize that there was a hole in the roof they stepped on.

"Sister Huang, are you okay?" Lu Fufeng walked to Lu Fusang's side, missing the sly look in Lu Fusang's eyes.

"The leg appears to be broken."

"Then what should I do?" Lu Fufeng stretched out his hand to grab Lu Fusang's ankle, but found that his neckline was ripped open.

"Feng'er wants to make up for the imperial sister tonight..." Lu Fusang bit Lu Fufeng's earlobe.

"Well, Feng'er will heal Miss Huang's leg..." Lu Fufeng calmly lifted Lu Fusang's skirt to look at the scratches on her leg.It's really broken. Lu Fufeng looked at Lu Fusang in disbelief.

"Don't cure me, Immortal..." Lu Fusang raised his hand slightly, and turned Lu Fufeng into his arms, "Immortal, you are making Sang Ji's legs hurt so much"

"Then what should I do?" Lu Fufeng understood Lu Fusang's intention, and wrapped his arms around Lu Fusang's neck with a smile.

"It's to please the widow..." Lu Fusang smiled lightly and leaned close to Lu Fufeng's collar, squinting his eyes to look inside.

"Okay." Lu Fufeng didn't interrupt Lu Fusang's movements, but healed Lu Fusang's leg secretly.

"Starting tomorrow, you will stay with me for a month..." Lu Fusang put his hand on the icy muscle and attacked the city.

"Okay." Looking up and letting the jade hairpin fall from his head accompanied by three thousand silver threads, Lu Fufeng looked back and smiled, expressing his love for Chunshui, "But Miss Huang..."