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Chapter 290 Steal? Impossible!

Mingxiu smiled. It seemed that her previous reminder to Xie Zhan had worked.

But she always felt that the means of becoming a king would not be that simple.

After this period of time, Cheng Wang's plan was layered, and he always felt like he was playing a big game, but now he has no clues.

Mingxiu couldn't help but sigh, "I hope I'm overthinking it."

If you can be kept until now, you will either be extremely capable or just a fool.

His layout during this period doesn’t look like the latter, but he can only be the former for so long.

Touching his lower abdomen, Mingxiu lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

At this time, Bai Er hurried in and whispered a few words in Mingxiu's ear.

The more she heard Mingxiu's face became ugly, and at the end, she looked at Bai Er in disbelief, "What did you say? The second prince steals?!"

It's fake, how is it possible?

"How dare I make a false case on this matter? This matter can't be true anymore!" Bai Lu couldn't believe it, but the evidence was conclusive. Could it be possible to make a false case?

Mingxiu was really not sure what expression she showed. She twitched the corner of her mouth, and she said a little hard: "Did Mima react?"

When she heard this, she subconsciously suspected that someone deliberately slandered her.

But who would use stealing to slander Nan Lingfeng?

What are the benefits of slandering him?

"The second prince's concubine doesn't know about this, but I want me to inform you?" Bai Lu shook her head slightly. What if Zhen Mi Niang knew about this?

It must be a mess.

"No need, where is the prince now?"

Mingxiu thought that Xie Zhan must have a clear idea of ​​such things.

"This matter is of great importance. Jingzhao Yin dare not be good at it. The prince is in Jingzhao Yin's mansion."

This is reasonable. Mingxiu nodded slightly and expressed his understanding, and said, "You go and inquire and bring back the detailed passage."

Nan Lingfeng has a special identity. If anything happens, he will have a great impact. He will do his job in his position. As Xie Zhan’s wife, Mingxiu feels that he needs to care.

Naturally, Bai Er didn't say anything. He bent over and turned his head to inquire.

He served Mingxiu a bowl of sweet and smooth almond cheese, and asked curiously, "The princess thinks that the second prince was framed?"

Mingxiu was a little thoughtful and signaled Lan Shuang to put the food in front of her. She said, "I just think that as the second prince, I should not steal."

His self-esteem certainly would not allow him to do such a thing.

Nan Lingfeng is a proud person, Mingxiu has known this for a long time.

Therefore, when she learned that he was stealing, Mingxiu's first reaction was that it was impossible.

"Maybe... the second prince also has something to ask for but cannot get it?" Lan Shuang's eyes had a shallow smile, as if she was gossiping, "I have never been able to get it, so it is inevitable that the sword will gossip."

He looked up at Lan Shuang thoughtfully, and Mingxiu raised his eyebrows, "I seem to have some thoughts on this matter after hearing what you said?"

"I don't dare." Lan Shuang was slightly blessed, "I just have a rough understanding of what I think of."

Although she made a few jokes with Lan Shuang, Mingxiu really kept her words in her heart.

If she really said, perhaps Nan Lingfeng's stealing was not being framed.

But Mingxiu still didn't want to believe that the gentle man would do something about stealing.

Lan Shuang lowered her eyebrows and looked pleased with her eyes on the side. Mingxiu sighed slightly, "Forget it, you go down first."

Even though he was prepared, Mingxiu didn't expect Zhen Miniang to come so quickly.

Before the egret came back, she came to the door.

Seeing Zhen Miniang, her eyes were red, and she obviously had cried.

He handed out the wet veil.

"Don't talk, wipe your face."

Originally, his emotions were gradually stabilized, but in the face of Mingxiu's concern, Zhen Miniang couldn't help but shed tears again.

After she wiped her face clean, she looked at Mingxiu with a wry smile, "Do you know what my husband is doing?"

"I haven't figured out what's going on yet. I'm afraid you're going to pick him up this time? Why don't you tell me?"

He pulled Zhen Miniang to sit beside him, Mingxiu smiled.

"I can help you by explaining it clearly, right?"

After something happened, even her parents' home did not let her in. This time, Mingxiu's concern made Zhen Miniang cry.

Pulling Mingxiu, Zhen Miniang choked and said, "I don't know the specifics, but Ling Feng can't steal it. He has been pampering since he was a child, and he has never seen any good things. The so-called miserable man is just a farmer. To put it bluntly, what kind of good things can his family make Ling Feng fall in love with him but still want them?"

“Farmer…”

Mingxiu couldn't help but feel moved, as if she realized something.

Zhen Miniang was still talking nonstop, "No, I said I wanted to compensate, but the other party was not happy. She just wanted to sue the yamen. It's not that I looked down on the farmer's house, but this is definitely not something that the farmer can do. Someone must have planned it later."

The more she talks about it, the more angry she gets.

"Ling Feng and I are about to leave, what's the point of calculating!"

I stomped my feet and I felt angry at the sight.

Mingxiu grabbed her with a lot of laughter and cry, "Calm down, you said just now, the second prince and you are about to leave the desert. What are the benefits of calculating the second prince at this time? For the desert, it is best to let you go back safely."

It is best to let Nan Lingfeng accumulate some energy and stir up chaos in the Southern Dynasty so that the desert can benefit from it.

Obviously, Zhen Miniang also knows this truth.

"Then how should I explain this?" Zhen Mi Niang was a little angry. "If an ordinary farmer lost something, he would get ten or a hundred times compensation. They were too happy, so how could they refuse?"

Although stealing is not a trivial matter, it is much better than killing and setting fire. Generally, people usually turn big things into small matters and insist on pestering them. This is the first time Zhen Miniang has heard it.

Mingxiu wanted to refute, but Bai Er came in from outside, and the master and servant muttered a few words.

He raised his head again, Mingxiu looked at Zhen Miniang with amusement and crying, "I know why the farmer refused to let go. No one in the world can compensate for the things stolen by the second prince."

"Is there really something amazing about the farmer's treasure?"

Hua Zhen Mi Niang didn't believe this.

If there is really such a precious thing, how could it be just a farmer?

Every man is guilty of possessing a treasure.

"What he stole was the Quyuan Plough." Mingxiu looked at Zhen Miniang calmly, "I don't mean to hide my own personalities, but you should know how much this thing has on the Southern Dynasties and the desert."
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