I'll tell you the secret and let's laugh together!

System: [Host, you are right, but think about the last time the Second Princess was injured. After she left with the wound, she was rescued by the Zhenbei King’s men. In order to protect herself, she took the initiative to expose her identity.]

[The old and cunning King Zhenbei keenly noticed the abnormality, and after some inducement and inducement, the two successfully colluded with each other. ]

Jiang Nanchu, who was describing the dangerous incident: Ah?

Did he hit the jackpot by accident?

The words just came out of his mouth without any hesitation, he didn't actually mean that.

"Your Highness?"

Feng Jiutian said quickly:

"Well done, keep talking!"

She wanted to continue listening to these two magical voices, so she motioned Jiang Nanchu to continue.

But Jiang Nanchu had already finished speaking, and now he was asked to speak, but he could not say anything, so he could only direct the criticism towards King Zhenbei.

"The King of Zhenbei is ugly and plays tricks. He is still not quiet even at such an old age. Even the tricks he uses to retaliate are outdated. I haven't used the trick of startling horses since I was ten years old."

Worried that his talking to himself might arouse Ning Zhiyi's suspicion, Feng Jiutian said very carelessly:

"So what tricks have you been using since you were ten?"

Jiangnan Chuyi raised his head and said proudly:

"After I turned ten, I started to punch and kick people."

"Let those who provoke me see how powerful my fist is!"

Feng Jiutian:......

[Host, we can't just let it go like this. Human relationships require give and take. We also need give and take in other matters. We have to retaliate.]

Ning Zhiyi thought it made sense and replied:

[I really have to take revenge. It seems that the King of Zhenbei is blaming my father for the beating he received.]

System: [Host, this is certain. No one in the capital city except the general would be willing to put a sack on him and beat him. He has never suspected anyone else.]

Ning Yuanze coughed lightly and turned his head slightly. He was also involved in the beating of King Zhenbei.

After defeating King Zhenbei, he only had one feeling, and that was awesome!

It’s so cool!

This Lao Deng dared to harm his father on the battlefield. If he didn't want to get rid of King Zhenbei at the lowest cost and catch King Zhenbei and his followers in one fell swoop, he would have wanted to kill King Zhenbei that night!

It's no pity to kill such a scum!

[Ah, I got it. I have a good idea, but this idea may require the help of a legendary figure from Feng Country. ]

Jiang Nanchu looked at Feng Jiutian, the legendary figure of Feng Country, who must be the Crown Prince without a doubt.

Feng Jiutian cleared his throat and was ready to agree.

She didn't know the Prince of Zhenbei, nor did she want to be an enemy of the Prince of Dali, but no matter who it was, once he was involved with the Second Princess, he would be her enemy!

It’s the kind of enemy that won’t give in until one dies!

"Your Highness, may I borrow your hands and feet... No, I want to borrow the general whose shoes you just took off."

"Okay, no problem. It's my honor to help Miss Ning!"

Feng Jiutian almost bit his tongue when he braked suddenly.

He confirmed again: "Miss Ning wants to borrow Fang Kui?"

"So the general's name is Fang Kui. What a good name. Yes, that's her."

"Ms. Ning, it's not that I don't want to lend Fang Kui, but she's a little bit stubborn. If you need her to do something too delicate, I'm afraid it won't work."

Ning Zhiyi smiled mysteriously, and that smile was cunning and a little bit evil.

"It's not a very delicate job. I just want to use General Fang's feet."

Feng Jiutian couldn't help but take a step back. Fang Kui's loyalty was unquestionable, but her feet were simply a deadly weapon!

Not to mention others, it is said that even her husband dislikes those stinky feet.

She was not allowed to go to bed without washing her feet three times a day.

"Zhiyi, whatever you want to do, I will help you."

Ning Yuanze was worried about her making arrangements alone, so he took the initiative to speak.

"Brother, come closer..."

......

Three days later, after applying countless fine ointments, King Zhenbei's face was finally suitable for going out.

After taking the antidote to the fake death pill, Alimu Duoduo returned to her base camp to recuperate.

While recovering from her injuries, she had no idea that all her gold and silver had been looted, and was still planning for revenge.

The matters of dealing with the Ning Mansion and planning major events were put on hold because of the birthday celebrations from various countries. After a few days of idleness, the King of Zhenbei could no longer bear the loneliness in the mansion and prepared to go out to have some fun.

"Your humble servant Su San pays respects to His Majesty!"

The man who was saluting had a big head, small eyes, a round face and a fat belly, and his overall proportions were very disproportionate.

Su San smiled flatteringly, her face full of smiles.

Seeing his expression, King Zhenbei licked his lips and asked:

"You kid, you are laughing so happily, is there something good? If this good thing does not satisfy me, you'd better watch out for your skin."

Su San pretended to tremble and said in fear:

"Oh, I have done my best for you, Your Highness, and have put in all my efforts. I just hope that Your Highness will be satisfied."

"Humph, stop talking nonsense, kid. Have you found the wild beauty I asked you to find?"

Since his reunion with Alimu Duoduo, King Zhenbei once again felt the goodness of the wild beauty, but it was a pity that he had not had enough fun with Alimu Duoduo.

She was seriously injured and within a few months she would be unable to serve.

But the King of Zhenbei was so eager that he ordered Su San to look for the wild beauty two days ago.

"Your Highness, I have found a wild and unruly woman. Not only is she wild, but she is also taller than an ordinary woman. The key is that her voice is also different from that of an ordinary woman. Her voice is more like that of a man."

King Zhenbei sat up straight, "Okay!"

"I have seen all kinds of women over the years. I have lost interest in ordinary women. The more strange these women are, the more they can arouse my interest."

"Let's go and see the beauty!"

Fang Kui changed into the clothes of a Dali woman and was hiding in an inconspicuous courtyard.

The service provided by women in Feng Country is mainly simple and convenient, a little bit like the service provided by men in Dali. When Fang Kui suddenly started to be served by women in Dali, he felt uncomfortable everywhere.

Touching the root of his thigh, Fang Kui looked conflicted:

"Ms. Ning, why don't I change my clothes? These clothes are leaking air!"

Ning Zhiyi's face was painted sallow, his eyebrows were black and thick, and his face was covered with pockmarks.

If you meet someone who is not familiar with her, you won’t recognize her at all.

"What's wrong? Is this dress damaged?"

How could good clothes leak air?

Fang Kui: "I was wondering why my thighs felt cold. Turns out your clothes are damaged. I'll take a look."

After saying that, she was about to lift her skirt.

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

Ning Zhiyi didn't expect her to be so bold, and was so scared that she quickly covered her hand.

"The clothes are not damaged, our Dali skirts are like this!"

"Your Feng country women wear two layers of pants under their clothes, but we in Dali only wear pants on cold days. If it's not cold, we just wear skirts."

Fang Kui's hands were still itching to move, wondering:

"Aren't you uncomfortable?"

She covered her mouth and whispered:

"I'm not afraid of Miss Ning making fun of me, but I still like wearing pants. If I practice dancing in this outfit, my butt will be exposed to everyone!"

"Pfft!"

Jiang Nanchu, who was dressed as a woman, couldn't help but burst out laughing.