C17 Eat a Closed Door Soup

But now, she didn't plan to say anything more. In the battle with Ye Feibai just now, she had already decided to hug Battle King's Mansion's thick thighs and receive Battle King Yu Loongyuan's protection from now on.

Since that was the case, she had to confirm the rumor that she had made up. At the very least, she had to make those people who harbored ill intentions believe that she had someone backing her.

"Aiya, don't say anymore. The sky is about to brighten. Quickly send me back."

It wasn't that Chu Jinghong had to be escorted by Bai Zimo, but she really didn't know the way out. When she came out, she was guided by the Medical Space.

There were no benefits when he returned, so he naturally could not differentiate between north, south, east and west.

Seeing that Chu Jinghong was unwilling to say more, Bai Zimo did not ask any further questions. He brought Chu Jinghong out, so they should be sent back as soon as possible to avoid the Battle King's displeasure.

However, the two of them did not expect that they would actually eat something close to the door in front of the Battle King's Mansion.

Feng Xing was standing at the Battle King's Mansion entrance with his arms crossed, obviously waiting for them.

Seeing the two of them walk over, Feng Xing looked at Bai Zimo and Chu Jinghong and said: "Young Lord Bai, please go back, my master has said that this year's food tax must not be low. Although the weather is not good this year, it is not the time for the harvest yet, and the actual harvest is still uncertain. Moreover, in a year with a good harvest, Great Shang had not increased the taxes, so why would a bad year need to be reduced? The Paddy City resides in a region, so it will not be lacking in food. "

Bai Zimo's face instantly turned pale.

According to the rules of the Jiufang Continent, the five empires and four cities all had their own responsibilities.

The four nations had to go to the capital to pay their respects every year and pay tribute to the Great Shang.

The four cities would need to pay a portion of the tax to the Great Shang.

The city that Bai Zimo belonged to was called Paddy City and was in charge of food in the world.

There was less rain this summer, and the Paddy City was expected to reduce the harvest by twenty percent. Thus, other than the food that they had fixed up for sale to the five nations, the rest of the food was probably not much.

Bai Zimo was ordered by Wu Tie to ask the Battle King for a reduction of this year's food tax. If there was no reduction, then it would be fine to delay the payment for the next year.

But now, he didn't even see anyone and had ruined everything.

What a beauty's trouble!

Bai Zimo was on the verge of tears. However, he also understood that if the Battle-King said he didn't want to see him, then he'd just disappear. He couldn't pester him to death, so he had to think of another way.

After saying that, Feng Xing looked at Chu Jinghong.

Chu Jinghong pursed her lips, feeling that there was nothing good that would come out of Feng Xing's mouth.

As expected, Feng Xing opened his mouth and said, "Your highness said that since Princess Jinghong can step out of the Battle King's Mansion without permission, then there's no need to come back. Battle King's Mansion has never been a place to raise idle people, and it also never accepts trash."

Bang!

These words really made Chu Jinghong angry. No matter what, she was a star in her previous life. How come she became an idler and a trash in Yu Loongyuan's mouth?

Did he have to force her, a civilized person, to start cursing?

"Yu Loongyuan, you … …" The word 'bastard' was used by Bai Zimo.

"Princess Jinghong, are you crazy? You dare call the prince by his name, how many heads do you have, or can your Northern Chu defeat him?" Bai Zimo felt cold sweat on his back.

Normally, he wasn't the type to meddle in other people's business, but he really didn't want to see Chu Jinghong die just like that.

Bai Zimo's words were like a bucket of cold water, directly extinguishing Chu Jinghong's raging anger.

That's right, this place was no longer her era. The imperial power here was supreme. There was no fairness, only class status.

Chu Jinghong pushed Bai Zimo's hand away and bit her lips as she looked angrily at Feng Xing.

Feng Xing couldn't help but swallow his saliva, then glanced away with an uneasy look in his eyes. Actually, he couldn't bear to say all those words. This was the first time he had ever done something like bullying a girl.

However, he didn't know how Princess Jinghong had offended his highness. Even if he were to give such an order, he wouldn't dare to disobey.

Chu Jinghong took a deep breath and finally managed to calm down the depression in her chest. Although she wanted to find Yu Loongyuan as her backer, she was definitely not a person who would pester him to death.

If he didn't welcome her, she could leave, but only if she took the initiative to leave.

In other words, Yu Loongyuan wanted to embarrass her in his next life!

Chu Jinghong lifted the corner of her skirt and walked toward the Battle King's Mansion gate. This action of hers really made Bai Zimo and Feng Xing stunned.

"Princess Jinghong …" Feng Xing stretched out his arm to block Chu Jinghong.

Chu Jinghong lowered her head to look at the hand in front of her chest and sneered, "What's wrong? Is a stately guard of Battle King's Mansion really this unruly? The person on the street is facing the princess of a country with his arms across his chest, do you want me to shout 'molester' here? "

Attack … Chest attack?

Feng Xing had never heard a girl speak such bold and unrestrained words in his life.

He was so scared that he immediately retracted his hand.

Just as both Feng Xing and Bai Zimo were in a daze, Chu Jinghong strode into the Battle King's Mansion, leaving Feng Xing with one sentence: "Tell your master that it is easy to send him off as a god!"

… ….

Yu Loongyuan sat in the study room and looked at the thing in his hand. It was the only thing worth a few coins from Chu Jinghong's body, the hairpin made of black gold sand.

Hearing Feng Xing's report, Yu Loongyuan's hand paused.

"What did you say?" Yu Loongyuan thought he heard wrong.

The corner of Feng Xing's mouth twitched. He couldn't believe that someone would dare to challenge his power and authority like this.

"Princess Jinghong said … It's easy to send a god away. " After speaking, Feng Xing felt that the air in the room had started to turn dark and cold.

Yu Loongyuan trained in the purest Mysterious Ice Zhen Qi, so when his Zhen Qi leaked out, he could feel the temperature drop within ten steps.

Just when Feng Xing thought that Yu Loongyuan's next order was to throw Chu Jinghong out, Yu Loongyuan opened his mouth and said, "Up to her."

Following … 'Let her? '

Feng Xing suddenly raised his head to look at Yu Loongyuan in an attempt to confirm if he had heard wrongly. However, Yu Loongyuan had already put away the hairpin and was beginning to review the thick stack of secret documents.

Feng Xing pursed his lips, then left the study room.

At this moment, Chu Jinghong, who was ignored by Yu Loongyuan, had already returned to the guest room. However, she was so angry that she wanted to burn the house down.

Because Yu Loongyuan threw everything away.

Although she didn't have much to change since she was only dressed in tattered clothes and Yu Loongyuan had already ordered someone to give her this new set of clothes, but among the clothes she had changed, there was that hairpin. That black gold hairpin was Royal Mother's relic and was the only link between the original owner and her mother.

Chu Jinghong was an orphan in her previous life, so she didn't feel the warmth of a mother's love. Even though she was very independent, she still yearned for a father's love.