Feng Yu Jiu Tian

The red rose early the next day, and Feng Ming opened his eyes early in the morning.

After a moment, I remembered what happened last night and couldn't help blushing. He pondered for a long time, thinking that anyway he wanted the ugly woman to see the family, turned his teeth and faced Rong Wang.

Turning around, he was surprised to find that there was no trace of Rong Wang who was holding him to sleep last night.

Suddenly, an unspeakable frustration came to mind.

Fengming sat up straight from the bed, staring blankly at where Rong Wang should be. The quilt was warm, and the concave shape of the person could be seen faintly.

Did he leave in a hurry early?

Qiu Lan waited outside early and saw Feng Ming awoke and came in to change clothes for Feng Ming.

"Autumn basket… .."

"His Royal Highness, what's the matter?"

Feng Ming bowed her head and thought, shaking her head and saying, "Forget it."

Could King Rong have a thinner skin than me? Sorry to see me and ran away early? Imagine that Rong Wang was running away, covering his face, and his stomach began to twitch.

Fengming thought all the way and ate breakfast.

A few days ago, Rong Wang came here early in the morning, and there were always many new things to relieve Fengming. Feng Ming felt annoyed when he was there, and missed him when he was away.

After waiting for an hour, Feng Ming became impatient and ran to the entrance of the Prince's Palace, rushing outward as usual. Although I was caught by the guard outside the door every time, it was good to exercise.

Sure enough, bumping outward, Feng Ming was arrested immediately.

But it wasn't the guards who caught him this time, but Rong Wang.

"Why? You can't stand it early?" Rong Wang loosened Feng Ming's collar, pulled him to sit at the table together, and said to Qiu basket, "Get some snacks."

Fengming saw that Rong Wang didn't look like yesterday, so he felt relieved.

"You haven't had breakfast yet?"

Rong Wang picked up his chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of salty dim sum made in the palace, chewed it in his mouth, and nodded to Feng Ming.

Fengming asked again, "Where did you go in the morning?"

Rong Wang smiled suddenly, staring at Feng Ming with his eyes. Feng Ming suddenly blushed and angered in anger: "Don't think I care about you."

"How can you blush so easily?" Rong Wang waved back and forth, reaching out to stop Feng Ming's waist: "Come here."

"What are you doing?"

"Sit on my lap."

"Go to you! I'm not Miss Escort."

Rong Wang asked, "What is a Miss Escort?"

Fengming grimaced at him, and said his tongue: "Anyway, you have no blessing to see, they are all heavenly beauties." Wisely flashed Rong Wang's hand and sat far away.

Wang Rong looked at Fengming, put down his chopsticks, and calmly reached into his arms, and actually took out the handkerchief yesterday.

When Feng Ming looked at it, he jumped up immediately: "It's mine, return me soon. We have an agreement!"

King Rong gave him a rogue smile, and said, "The deposit can only be paid for half, and when you really help me become the overlord in the world, I will give you the other half." Then he put his handkerchief back.

"You won't keep this dirty thing all the time, right?" Fengming pinched her nose.

As soon as he made a face, he lost his defense, and Rong Wang grabbed his wrist suddenly and dragged it into his arms and kissed him twice.

"Fengming, you are so tempting ..."

"Hey! Don't be rude to the prince!"

Wang Rong had enough books to let go, and he let go, and asked, "Feng Ming, are you really the Prince himself?"

Feng Ming always insisted on this issue.

He nodded immediately.

"There is no need to lie to me. Even if you are not the Prince himself, I will protect you."

"I don't need to lie to you, I'm the Prince himself from head to toe!"

Rong Wang Dingding watched Fengming for a moment, and said, "Look at your words and act, but they are exactly the same as the original Prince." He suddenly and seriously asked: "Feng Ming, you honestly say, you can move soul ? "

As soon as this sentence came out, Feng Ming, who was leaping alive, was blown away on the spot.

He had originally thought of his encounter. In this backward space, no one could accept it, but he never thought that in Xilei, he had long ago said that he had moved his soul.

And his situation can indeed be explained by the words of soul transfer.

Looking at Feng Ming's response, Rong Wang had already guessed the three-pointer and sighed, "That's the case."

"This is really a long story. It is longer than the longest river in Xilei." Fengming did not know which longest river in Xilei was, but he was extremely reluctant to allow the king to misunderstand him. He has been deceiving and had to shake his head to argue for himself.

King Rong stopped his explanation and asked, "Feng Ming, does anyone know about the transfer of souls?"

When Feng Ming saw his expression nervous, he could not help but be afraid, shook his head desperately, and whispered, "I always said that I was the Prince himself."

"Do you know what it means to move souls in West Ray?"

Fengming blushed for a long time and said, "Rong Tian, ​​don't scare me again, and say you want to drag me out to burn."

"Spirit-shifting has existed in Sirei since ancient times. If a dead soul is helped by an external force, it can squeeze into the body of a living person, kill that person, then occupy the body and continue to live. You must live a new life every day before you can live. In Xilei, if someone is suspected of moving souls, he will be tied to the square, cut the meat piece by piece, and chop the internal organs into mud to stop him from going on. Occupy a living body. "

That is Ling Ling is more thorough than Wei Zhongxian.

Fengming's face changed again, pulling Rong Wang's sleeve and saying, "Hey, I didn't kill the prince, nor did I harm you. You can't wrong me."

"Okay, I'm not wrong with you." Rong Wang bowed his head and saw Fengming was terrified. The black eyes that usually turned around were not flexible, and he couldn't help but smile slightly, soothing: "Don't be afraid, no one knows about you .I believe you are not a ghost, otherwise I will be the first one killed by you. "

"Just know. Rong Tian, ​​don't scare me, tell me why you think of moving souls? And, how are you going to deal with me?" Fengming said skeptically: "You won't really drag me out to be executed Right? "

"This morning, I got up to practice martial arts, and unintentionally transferred to a house where the housekeeper lived, and found many sacrifices in it. When in doubt, I sent people to call all the housekeepers who lived in the house. After asking for a while, I knew them I feel that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very strange recently. When I think of moving the soul, he secretly arranges the sacrifices for peace. "

Rong Wang downplayed that, in fact, he used a lot of punishment before asking the confession.

Fengming asked stupidly: "I always feel like I'm hiding well, why do they find out?"

"Here is the palace. How many people are watching your every move, wondering what's weird about it? Until now, only the quick closure of everything, I have executed everyone who suspects it."

"What?" Fengming screamed out loud.

He always thought that being a prince was very interesting, but he did not expect that he would actually meet someone who took his life lightly and cleverly.

"Why?" Fengming asked incredulously: "They are just scared. Why did they kill them?"

"Feng Ming, you are too simple, and you have never paid attention to your identity." Rong Wang pressed Feng Ming on his seat, and said in a deep voice: "You are the prince of West Ray, don't say foreign disputes, even in your own country, there is no Few people want to put you to death. This time you happen to be wrong, and when they see the clue, they will use rumors to destroy you first, and then take the opportunity to put you to death. What they need is just an excuse, and you just gave it They have an interesting excuse. "

Originally, the scent of flowers and birds, and the splendid palace, under the words of King Rong, immediately became traps everywhere, villains everywhere, and **** that would be lost at any time.

Fengming could not help but fight.

"but…."

"What's the matter? If you hurt Xi Lei's prince, you can shake Xi Lei's body and change the situation in the world. The things in the palace are so terrible. You have moved your soul into the body of the prince and only accept it. Prince Edward himself, it ’s just a rumor that the soul shifts. Do you think others will let him go? I stayed in the Prince's Hall yesterday to give everyone a warning. Your identity has been recognized by me. Anyone who doubts your identity is Provocation against me. "

Feng Ming smiled bitterly: "Rong Tian, ​​I'm getting more and more nonsense, what exactly is this and what?"

Rong Wang touched his face and smiled: "The knowledge in it can not be learned in ten years. You just have to remember, be careful everywhere, and don't act willfully in the future."

"Rong Tian, ​​aren't you afraid? I'm a ghost ..."

Rong Wang laughed, and Hao Xing said, "The most interesting thing I have ever encountered in my life is you." He let out his voice softly and sighed, "But there is a place where I am really worried."

Fengming became nervous again: "Where?"

"Although the former Prince Edward's body is good, he can't bear the love of men and women. His backyard is suffocated and easily injured. If you really are the former Prince Edward's body, what should I do?"

Fengming paused and opened his mouth and looked at King Rong. After a long time, Fang burst out with a roar, "Rong Tian, ​​what do you say to Prince Ben? You give me a roll!"

The results can be imagined, of course, Rong Wang did not get out of the Prince's Hall.

Feng Ming was frightened by Rong Wang, obediently holding a brush and began to imitate the original Prince's handwriting.

He knew that if he was seen to be a counterfeit, he would have to kill himself. No matter how unwilling he was, he had to honestly follow Wang Rong's words and start learning everything the Prince had to learn.

For two consecutive months, Rong Wang will ask Feng Ming to participate in the deliberations, publish a request for an amazing theory, and accompany Feng Ming to study hard.

For Fengming, although the past two months have been miserable, Sealey and the basic knowledge of various countries have made a lot of mistakes. Even the writing brushes, which are enough to laugh off anyone's teeth, have begun to write decently.