Cang Yueyu took a cold look at Feng Yu, turned back and continued to taste tea slowly.

Feng Yu breathed deeply.

In the elegant room, unconsciously fell into silence again, and the air condensed.

Feng Yu thought again about how to get away. If only she could take more poison with her, she must remember it next time. If she suddenly cries out now, I wonder if she can attract the attention of people outside? But I'm afraid that even if it does, it's just an individual pedestrian and an individual who eats and drinks downstairs. It's difficult to attract the attention of the people from the palace in front. Moreover, she is obviously not Cang Yueyu's opponent now. If she really screams, she is afraid that Cang Yueyu will take her to other places by force, which will be more than worth the loss.

It doesn't seem feasible! Feng Yu silently rejected this practice in her heart, and then continued to think about other ways, and urged herself to be fast. It was too late.

The gentle knock on the door suddenly sounded without warning. Then there was a small force outside to push open the closed door close to Feng Yu's back.

Feng Yu was stunned. While she was confused and alert, the man gave way slightly.

The next moment, the door opened a gap, and a man in ordinary clothes came into Fengyu's eyes.

Feng Yu looked at it clearly.

I saw that the other party's face was unusually pale. It should be a man in the imperial mausoleum dressed up. He came here to find Cang Yueyu.

The person who came in was indeed a person in the imperial mausoleum dressed in disguise. When he saw Fengyu, there was an accident in his eyes. The hand under his sleeve suddenly moved his power. At the same time, he looked around for a moment and saw cangyue Yu sitting at the table. Just now, he hurried to report something. He didn't see Cang Yueyu when he hugged the elegant room, so he found it from one room to another.

"Come in." Cang Yueyu seemed to know who the visitor was and spoke indifferently with his back to the two people by the door.

The people in the disguised imperial mausoleum immediately stepped into the room and closed the door with their backhand. During this period, the hands that had already performed martial arts under their sleeves did not loosen for a minute, and their eyes stared at Fengyu.

Feng Yu's clenched hand under her sleeve didn't loosen for a minute. She didn't know what the man in front of her would tell Cang Yueyu? Maybe she can take this opportunity to find a way to escape from here.

"Say." Cang Yueyu spit out another word coldly.

"But Lord, she..." the people in the imperial mausoleum dressed up instinctively looked at the talking Cang Yueyu, and then hurriedly took back their eyes and continued to stare at Fengyu. They obviously hesitated. They didn't know how Fengyu appeared here, and some couldn't understand the situation under their eyes.

Feng Yu shrugged with a smile when she saw the person coming in.

"No harm." Cang Yueyu's words were short and cold.

After listening to what Cang Yueyu said, the people in the imperial mausoleum dressed up and hesitated, they quickly walked to Cang Yueyu, stopped staring at Feng Yu, and told Cang Yueyu, "Lord, everything is going well. Several vassal kings have changed their ways to meet the 'injured' King fan, and other vassal kings are on their way. The people sent by King fan have been waiting on the way."

"Very good." Cang Yueyu was very satisfied.

"Also, Lord, King fan, he transferred a total of 10000 troops and horses, almost 90% of the troops and horses in Fancheng."