Be Good Chapter 159: The style of painting is strange and reversed

"That's Yuan Xiaohou, right?"

"Why are you here?"

In the distance, two brothers and sisters were sitting in the carriage, just passing by here.

Originally because of Fu Zhuo's death, Feng Yasong saw her sister was in a heavy mood, so she took her out of the city to relax, but unexpectedly, she would meet...Mr. Yuan Xiaohou.

Facing Lord Yuan Xiaohou, the suspected murderer of Fu Zhuo, Feng Jinyue was in a mixed mood.

At the first glance, I saw that the originally aloof young master was so bullied by a group of mobs, but I didn't feel any hatred for him in my heart.

When Feng Yasong was about to save Yuan Changqing, suddenly...

Things reversed.

Yuan Changqing, who was crushed and beaten, let out a roar, broke free from the shackles on his feet, and slapped all the government servants surrounding him to the ground like a whirlwind.

"Ouch..."

The wailing was endless.

The black cloth on Yuan Changqing's face also fell off, looking at a group of people who looked like mud, he said with disgust: "Stand up, lock me up, and get on the road, you'll be sunburned to death!"

"Pfft..." Feng Yasong just heard his urging and couldn't help laughing.

Yuan Xiaohou's painting style is really clear and strange.

Hearing laughter, Yuan Changqing turned around, unexpectedly seeing them.

Suddenly nervous and cramped, is he very embarrassed now, lowering his head and then raising his head, smiling awkwardly, "It's you..."

But his eyes fell on Feng Jinyue's face behind Feng Yasong.

Feng Jinyue gave him a hard smile, "Yuan Xiaohou."

"Okay, let's go first, we'll meet later." Yuan Changqing kicked the leader of the yamen servant, "Quickly get up and hurry!"

This is the first time I met a prisoner who was so eager to go to exile.

When Yuan Changqing left, he suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Miss Feng, I have never killed anyone!"

Turning around immediately, Yuan Changqing's tall and straight body stood out like a flock of chickens, and he was dressed in prison clothes, showing his heroic appearance.

Looking at her back, Feng Jinyue bit her lip.

Feng Yasong closed his fan suddenly, "No, I have to save him!"

"Hey, brother!" Feng Jinyue looked at her brother who was inexplicably excited, and hurriedly followed her...

The carriage of the Imperial Prince's Mansion happened to be facing the Feng family's carriage.

"Is Xie Ci here? Xie Ci, hurry up and save your brother-in-law, he is about to be tortured to death by the government servants!"

Feng Yasong saw Xie Ci's carriage at a glance, and immediately shouted.

"What, my brother was abused by the servants?"

In the carriage, Yuan Changhuan pushed Xie Ci away, hurriedly opened the curtain, and looked outside.

The exquisite and gorgeous eyebrows and eyes are full of sharpness and worry.

A woman suddenly appeared on the carriage, Feng Yasong was so frightened that he repeatedly patted his chest, and managed to slow down, "That's right, it's right in front."

"Get out of the way!"

Yuan Changhuan's voice was clear and cold.

"Don't worry." Xie Ci followed with a gentle whisper, and carried Yuan Changhuan back into the carriage.

The carriage speeds up.

Soon, they really caught up with Yuan Changqing and the others, but the scene was a little strange.

Why is Yuan Changqing striding ahead, while the yamen servants obediently follow behind.

After a cup of tea, a group of people sat in the shade of a dense tree by the side of the road, waiting for a letter from Pingcheng.

Yuan Changhuan frowned and looked at his brother, "Is it hot, are you hungry?"

"It's okay, a man is not afraid of heat! He is not afraid of hunger!" Yuan Changqing patted his chest, but at this moment, his stomach made a rumbling sound.

"Cough..." Jun blushed, "I haven't eaten for a day..."

Taking the oiled paper bag from Xie Ci and stuffing it into his elder brother's hand, Yuan Changhuan said angrily, "What kind of hero are you? Mother and I are worried to death!"