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Chapter 350 I said

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    Qiao Zining frowned, and a middle-aged man also had a look of contempt on his face. Yao Shi hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Don't panic for now."

    Several people turned to look at him, but he did not speak.

    On the other side, Rong Tuying finished speaking, held the reins, and was about to get on the horse. The Jin Wuwei who had beheaded the horse showed a contemptuous smile on his face, but Fu Minghua took the handkerchief and wiped his hands in a sloppy manner.  blood on:

    "Let's go? I said," she looked at Tu Ying lazily, with a sarcastic look in her eyes:

    "No one wants to leave."

    As soon as she said these words, Yao Shi and others above the restaurant could clearly hear it, and their expressions changed.

    Rong Tuying paused for a moment, obviously not expecting her to say such a thing, and then turned to face her with a smile on his face:

    "The emperor is summoned for urgent matters. If there is any conflict, I will personally go to the Prince of Qin's Mansion later to apologize. However, if I miss the emperor's important event, it will be difficult for me to explain."

    He smiled, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

    Rong Tuying is seven feet eight inches tall, a little shorter than Yan Zhui, but he is also handsome, gentle and elegant.

    He had a long beard and was quite famous when he was young.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If an ordinary lady in the boudoir sees him like this, she will be in awe and fear, and dare not speak out.

    Even among the ministers in the court, few dared to look him in the eye.

    At the time, Wen Xu, the governor of Youzhou, was arrogant and domineering, but he was very honest in front of him, which proved that this person was indeed outstanding.

    But when he stared at Fu Minghua at this moment, Fu Minghua did not dodge and looked at him with a smile.

    Her face is still a little pale. In order to attend Su's wedding banquet today, she is wearing a blue palace dress, and her childish look is still on her brows.

    Rong Tuying originally looked down on her, but for some reason, he remembered what Concubine Rong said before about being plotted by her, so his eyes showed a wary look again, and he no longer looked down on her.

    "Master Rong is threatening me?"

    Fu Minghua smiled and asked.

    When she just opened the curtain, horse blood stained her fingernails, which were a little dry now.

    She stretched out the long nail of her thumb and gently flicked away the blood in the nail seam, making a slight sound.

    "You women don't know this. Could it be that for a short while, the court and the court couldn't tolerate you?"

    Rong Tuying couldn't help but squinted her eyes after hearing her meaningful words.

    If he insists on sticking to what he said before, Emperor Jia'an will definitely dislike him if he finds out.

    ¡°But if he denies this, he will be forced to stay by Fu Minghua.

    He didn¡¯t even know that the good-for-nothing Fu Qixian from the Changle Marquis Mansion had raised such an eloquent daughter.

    Rong Tuying is even more vigilant. His ability to reach this point has a lot to do with his cautious character of not underestimating anyone or the smallest thing.

    He never looks down on himself, nor does he look down on anyone who is against him.

    At this time, he found that Fu Minghua was a bit difficult to deal with, and several ways to deal with her quickly flashed through his mind.

    The carriage was already tilted by the horse that had not yet died. The horse was seriously injured and would not survive, but it had to suffer a lot before it died.

    Fu Minghua glanced coldly, looked at Jin Wuwei who was about to sheath his sword, and said warmly:

    "If you are so capable, why can't you cut off a horse's head with just one sword?"

    The guards in the Jinwu Guard did not expect her to say this. One moment, they looked at her and said coldly, "No one wants to leave." The next moment, they heard her asking why she couldn't cut off the horse's head.

    For a moment, the man was at a loss. He pursed his lips and turned to look at Rong Tuying, with a questioning look in his eyes.

    "Cut off the horse's head!"

    Fu Minghua ordered, and the Jinwu Guard was stunned for a moment and did not move.

    "I'll let you chop off the horse's head!" Fu Minghua said again. The man showed hesitation on his face and looked at Rong Tuying again.

    "Since the princess has given orders, let's go." Rong Tuxiang pinched the handkerchief and covered his lips, hiding the sneer on his lips. His voice was a little unclear through the handkerchief.

    The guard hesitated for a moment, jumped down from the debris with his knife, walked towards the painful horse, raised the knife in his hand, and slashed it down.

    Blood splattered all over his head and body, and the pain was finally over when the horse died.

    He wiped his face, and his mouth was full of fishy-smelling horse blood.  But he didn't dare to shout. He only turned his head and opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bloody spit.

      "Bring Master Rong's horse, I have one less animal to pull the cart." Fu Minghua looked at this scene with a smile, but the people around him turned pale when they smelled the smell of blood.

    She raised her chin and glanced at Rong Tuying:

    "How dare Sir Rong send a horse to the palace in person? Sir Rong is busy with affairs, and it will not be as good as it is today, so I will take this horse away."

    Rong Tuying¡¯s face darkened, and she touched the horse¡¯s temples with her hand, but did not move after hearing the words.

    "I went to call Jinwu Guard Zhang Xun to come over. This man collided with me, killed my horse pulling my cart, and wounded my servant."

    Fu Minghua tilted his head and gave instructions to Yin Shu.

    The man, whose head was still covered in blood, became a little anxious after hearing this.

    The Zhang Xun Fu Minghua mentioned was the general of Jinwu Guards, and he happened to be in charge of it.

    At this time, Fu Minghua wanted to call Zhang Xun, and the matter could not be resolved.

    The matter naturally has nothing to do with Rong Tuying. At most, Fu Minghua only tried to give him some face in order to retaliate against him for losing face.

    But once Zhang Xun came forward, the man would naturally be involved, so he showed a timid look on his face.

    Yinshu responded and withdrew from the crowd.

    Rong Tuying's falcon-like gaze fell on her, but she still turned around and left.

    Fu Minghua glanced at Rong Tuying, smiled and said:

    "The emperor is anxiously waiting for you, why don't you hurry up?"

    Rong Tuying's cheek muscles twitched slightly, and she was about to get on her horse, when Fu Minghua raised his hand: "Wait a minute."

    She straightened her clothes in a slow and orderly manner, and said with a faint smile:

    "I said it, Master Rong." Fu Minghua paused for a moment, then looked into Rong Tuying's eyes: "This horse already belongs to me."

    Rong Tuying looked at her for a long time, with murderous intent in his eyes, but Fu Minghua's eyes were gentle and she looked at him with a smile.

    After a while, Rong Tu Yingcai laughed ¡®haha¡¯ and patted the horse¡¯s back:

    "Since the princess likes it, just take it."

    As he spoke, he turned around and left without hesitation. When he walked to a subordinate behind him, the man jumped off the horse, Rong Tuying turned over, clamped the horse's belly, and shouted: "Drive!"

    The horse galloped forward, and the woman driving the cart stepped forward to stop the horse he was riding.

    Rong Tuying and the others left, but Jin Wuwei lowered his shoulders and wanted to admit his mistake to her.

    But Fu Minghua pinched the handkerchief and ordered:

    "Take care of this place, go back alone, and send someone to send this dead horse to Mr. Rong's house!"

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