The Princess of Northern Land

"What?" Youshi stood up in shock. Her face no longer looked stable, but was replaced by panic and worry. She grabbed the collar on the boy's chest, "Say it again."

"Auntie, the food has really been returned." The boy reiterated, "The uncle and the second master are waiting for my aunt to make up her mind. The head of the family is also anxiously waiting for the girl to come up with it."

Let her make up her mind? Youshi was furious, what good idea could she have to solve the problem.

Prince Ling is in the palace, but in fact he has never been close to the Hou family. Grain is sold at a fair price throughout Fengcheng and is not allowed to be smuggled or sold. This order was also given by King Ling. Will King Ling change his attitude for a small aristocratic family like Youfu? Dream on!

Youshi is a smart man, and smart people often look at problems to the point. She is not as naive as the people in Youfu.

"Auntie." Seeing Youshi sitting on the chair without responding for a long time, the boy was frightened and anxious. When he came, the head of the family told him to take Youshi back to the house.

"Prepare the car immediately." Youshi woke up with a start, and then ordered with a straight face.

Although it had just darkened, the weather in Fengcheng was too cold, and there were almost no pedestrians on the streets. Except for lights in fixed places, the rest of the place was completely dark.

Sitting in the carriage, Mr. You was so anxious that he could not wait to get to You Mansion in one step.

In the You Mansion, You's brother You Shiyong and the other masters of the You Mansion were all sitting in the house at night, staring at the food in the yard. These grains were actually sent back when it was just dark.

No one in Youfu thought it was a happy event to receive more than 100,000 kilograms of grain for no reason. Instead, everyone had a look of fear and worry on their faces.

"Why hasn't aunt arrived yet?" A man who looked similar to You asked anxiously.

"Why are you so anxious? Didn't we just send someone over?" You Shiyong scolded his son coldly.

Youshi is an old woman from You Mansion, and You Shiyong's son is about the same age as Youshi. Thinking of the possible consequences in You Mansion, You Shiyong was even more scared to death.

Prince Ling has always done things vigorously and resolutely. How are they going to dispose of this batch of grain quietly?

"Master, my aunt is back." Just as he was thinking about it, You finally arrived late.

"Quickly, please come here, Auntie." For fear of the news being revealed, Youfu hid the food in the most remote wing.

After a while, Youshi appeared in front of You Shiyong. She also saw the food piled in the house.

"What's going on?" You asked suppressing his anger.

"It was sent here by Master Hei's people." You Shiyong replied angrily.

"Didn't all Hei Ye's people get eliminated by Si Jinhan?" Youshi didn't believe it, and her voice couldn't help but rise a little higher.

"My aunt, please keep your voice lower." Young Master You Shiyong was so anxious that he wanted to go up and cover her mouth. "If someone listens to it, your head will fall off."

Whether it's Prince Ling's iron-fisted rule or Master Hei's crazy revenge, a small family like Youfu can't afford to offend them. "It's just that a group of people in Fengcheng were left behind, and all the real manpower was left outside the city."

You Shi rolled her eyes at him, and then her eyes fell on You Shiyong.

"There are always remnants, and they are desperadoes over there. I don't know if they got through other people's eyes and ears, but they actually returned all the food." You Shiyong explained with a wry smile, "What should we do now?"

what to do? Salad! Youshi was angry and resentful. Her brother was still the head of the family, and he had no responsibility at all. He only flattered others and didn't care about the person he was marrying. Every time something happens, I immediately find my sister.