Chapter 2 Tips

"What?"

After the alcohol had worn off, Wang Ming was wearing thin clothes and hadn't eaten anything when he got up in the morning. When Feng Qingge asked him if he were really hungry.

"If I were you, I would find a warmer small room instead of waiting outside for them to find your flaws and give you a fatal blow." Feng Qingge chuckled, raised his finger casually, and clicked opposite the kitchen.

"What kind of crooked idea does this fool have?"

"It's nothing to talk about. If we go into the room alone, how can we rescue His Highness Prince Cen!"

"Damn it, whoever has a knife, I'll kill this damn fat guy first!"

The guards hidden in the crowd were going crazy. They were in a stalemate for more than half an hour and finally managed to catch Wang Ming's flaw. Unexpectedly, he was disrupted by Feng Qingge.

His eyes lit up, Wang Ming saw the ingredients prepared in the kitchen, and quickly dragged Mu Cangyun's wheelchair in front of him, and whispered: "If I know you are playing, I will twist Your neck off. Get out of the way!"

The people surrounding him did not dare to move forward at all, and he could only slowly retreat as Wang Ming advanced.

The distance of dozens steps was walked extremely slowly, and Feng Qingge was even more careful, but an accident was inevitable. The kitchen was close at hand, but she was stuck between the two doors. Her fat body was trembling. She turned around with difficulty. She smiled awkwardly and said: "Uh-huh, can you help me? I seem to be stuck...."

What does it mean? It's obviously stuck tightly without leaving any gaps!

"Get in!" He almost didn't say it in one breath. Wang Ming was even more anxious. He was afraid that Feng Qingge was cheating, so he kicked Feng Qingge's plump butt. He was lame on his right foot and holding the wheelchair with one hand. He was thrown in together with Mu Cangyun.

He closed the door with a "bump" and leaned against the door and panted heavily. He glanced at Feng Qingge and Mu Cangyun like a jackal.

The hairs all over her body almost stood up. Feng Qingge had already prepared for it. Once Wang Ming did something wrong, she would control him as soon as possible. Even if they died together, she would still protect Cen Wang Mu Cangyun in front of her.

However, the person on the other side seemed to be overly hungry. After taking a breath, Wang Ming rushed to the stove as quickly as possible. Looking at the delicacies that had not yet been served, he reached out to grab them and feed them to his mouth.

"No, come on, take a bite first." Wang Ming was too vigilant and did not dare to try it easily. Although he knew it was food on the table, someone might have poisoned the food in the chaos just now. If he ate it, wouldn't he die a cowardly death?

Glancing at the big fish and meat, Feng Qingge picked up the chopsticks and said calmly said: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous."

As she said that, she picked up a piece of fish and fed it to her mouth.

The weird taste reverberated in her mouth. It was clearly just a plate of steamed fish, but she tasted various flavours of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy.

"Wow!" He spat out the fish meat. Feng Qingge quickly wiped his mouth and complained subconsciously:

"What a piece of shit, who made it? Is it edible? Steamed fish is mainly light and delicious. Why are there so many condiments in it? It’s not like the big stew in the Northeast, where you put everything in it, bah bah bah..."

Feeling the two cold eyes behind her, Feng Qingge tensed up and smiled quickly: "It's okay, I can't get used to the food here. Look, it's not poisonous. If it was poisonous, could I still be so energetic?"

"Huh, let's go, the things in the rich families are different. These things are worth how much food we have." He was really hungry, and Wang Ming couldn't bear that much. He grabbed the things on the plate and stuffed into his mouth.

It's not that Feng Qingge dislikes these things, but as a chef, she can't stand the people who make these things. This is simply an insult to the ingredients!

On the other hand, Mu Cangyun looked at Feng Qingge in surprise. He had heard for a long time that the eldest daughter of the Feng family was born ugly and fat, with an IQ equivalent to that of a seven-year-old child. Now, it seems that this is not in line with the rumours. With this strategy alone, no one can match it.

Wiping the corners of his mouth, Feng Qingge lowered his head and looked at each other. A strange light flashed in his star-like eyes, and he still sat there calmly. But the more this happened, the more Feng Qingge felt something was wrong.

Even if a prince who has been on the battlefield is facing a life-threatening situation, even if there is no expression on his face, some of his subtle movements can betray him. However, Mu Cangyun was too calm and abnormally calm.

Banging the wheelchair with one hand habitually, Mu Cangyun raised his head slightly, leaned on the wheelchair, and said softly: "Just avoid the truth and attack the enemy unprepared"

What?

The simple eight words fell in Feng Qingge's ears, and her heart couldn't help but tremble. Mu Cangyun was actually reminding her to attack Wang Ming's weaknesses, but now she... is wrong!

Thinking of what had just happened and Wang Ming's panic, did Mu Cangyun want her to disturb Wang Ming's mind?

"Dai Jiu, Zu Ba." The incomprehensible words were dropped, and Mu Cangyun closed his eyes to rest, ignoring her at all.

Feng Qingge was immediately embarrassed. She really didn't know what Mu Cangyun was going to say. What is the meaning of this one-footed, eight-footed one? Is it a homophonic metaphor? Or is it that Mu Cangyun has another secret name?

His eyes fell on Wang Ming, Feng Qingge felt as if he was struck by lightning, his whole body trembled, wearing nine feet and eight, this is not a homophony at all, but Hetu Luoshu, wearing nine shoes, six and eight are feet, nine palace grid For divergent thinking, eight is the right foot. Combine it with the previous sentence to avoid it.

"I understand!" Feng Qingge's pupils suddenly tightened, and she understood. Mu Cangyun was reminding her that Wang Ming's weakness was his right foot.

The sound was too loud. Wang Ming, who was devouring his food, immediately became alert. He reached out and grabbed the rope on the side and threw it towards Feng Qingge. He said angrily: "Why are you making such a noise? Tie him up."

"He is like this now. Even if he is not tied up, it will be okay." Shrugging his shoulders, Feng Qingge took two steps forward to get closer to Wang Ming.

Looking outside nervously, Wang Ming snorted: "Hurry up, tie it up!"

"It's useless to tie me up." The fingers tapping on the wheelchair suddenly stopped. Mu Cangyun opened his eyes slightly and said softly: "If you hurt me, you can not leave."

"Feng Qingge, She is just an unpopular young lady in Feng Mansion. You can tie her up or do however you want. What's more, this is Feng Mansion. You can have whatever you want. "

"..." The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely. Feng Qingge really wanted to pull out a shoehorn and stuff it into Mu Cangyun's mouth. Unfortunately, she was still thinking about how to rescue him, but Mu Cangyun changed her hands. Just sent her out directly.

His eyes lit up, and Wang Ming was a little hesitant. The value of kidnapping Mu Cangyun was indeed very high, but it couldn't really hurt the prince, but the fat man...

Facing Wang Ming's sinister smile, Feng Qingge's whole body tensed up. The tall figure walked towards her, but his right foot was lame. He walked like a penguin, swaying from side to side.

It's Chance!

Surprise them and attack them unprepared, choose their weak points, and kill them with one blow!

This is the opportunity created by Mu Cangyun for her. If he is really kidnapped, how can he do it even if there is a chance? But the opportunity is completely different from her! Whether the two of them can get out alive depends on this once.

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