After the children left, King Zhuang attracted his confidant Chang with Wang Qi. Wang Qi came in: "Prince, the people sent to the scene have come. Mr. Ming has moved into Fuyun Inn on the East Street. There is no other action yet."

King Zhuang's expression was a little hesitant and he was a little angry.

Ming Yichen is an outstanding young man, and he is satisfied with becoming his son-in-law, but it is obvious that he is not here at the moment.

I didn't get close to them along the way, and my attitude towards Wan'er was also cold. When I came to Longcheng, I parted ways with them, obviously to separate my relationship.

King Zhuang did not think that Ming Yichen had to rely on himself to make a name for himself. He still knew his situation, but his precious daughter was so cold-eyed that he would never let it go.

"Please keep staring at him, don't let the princess and the lady know about him."

Wang Qi: "I understand the little one."

King Zhuang is very glad now that his daughter doesn’t like Ming Yichen so much, otherwise she will definitely be sad in the future.

Most of the righteous people are dog-slaughtering people, and those who are unfaithful are scholars. Ming Chen looks gentle and talented, but in fact he is cold and ruthless, and he is not a good match.

Feng Zhi returned to the room and asked Xiaotang and Qiuluo to sprinkle poisonous insect medicine in every corner, and specially bought realgar to drive away snakes.

She did not deliberately hide her actions. Wu Yi soon found out and was disdainful to laugh at her. It seemed that the three ladies didn't know that the poisonous snake was put in, and they thought there were really snakes, rats, insects and ants everywhere here.

Yes, the most common people from the countryside are these. It is normal for her not to be afraid. It seems that the non-toxic snake was too kind before.

The next morning, Feng Zhi got up, Xiaotang hurried over and said mysteriously: "Master, something happened last night. Butler Wu was bitten by a snake. His face turned blue and purple. He was poisoned. He carried it out for treatment early this morning, and only one breath was left."

Feng Zhi lifted his eyes lightly: "Oh, that's really unfortunate. It seems that Butler Wu is right. There are indeed many 'snakes' in this house, so we need to clean it up."

Feng Zhi slowly had breakfast and went to find Princess Zhuang and mentioned the matter of Butler Wu. Since Butler Wu was poisoned and was in danger, he should take a good rest and stop working hard.

Princess Zhuang knew at one o'clock and immediately sent someone to visit Butler Wu and gave him a lot of gifts. The etiquette was fulfilled, and when he came back, he sent the butler again.

The mansion is arranged by Emperor Wen, so Princess Zhuang knew that this was surveillance? She was cautious and spoke politely to Butler Wu. Unexpectedly, such a thing happened on the third day. The power was seized too quickly, which made her unable to believe it.

But she couldn't help but act. No one wanted to live under the surveillance of others and be able to take back the initiative, she couldn't refuse.

Feng Zhi raised his hand and picked a beautiful rose. The brilliant and beautiful flowers fell into her hands and were kneaded and broken. He raised his hand and raised his petals fell to the ground, withering and broken.

It was just a matter of raising his hand to seize power with a small butler. Even if Emperor Wen had any doubts, he could not find out. After all, the current situation seemed to be reusing King Zhuang and would not delve into an official family. At most, he would find another spy. However, Feng Zhi would not give him a chance to put someone in again. The remaining servants would use whatever they could and would be cleaned up slowly.

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The golden yarn curtain is shaking by the night wind, and the falling bead curtains collide with a unique sound, which is beautiful and luxurious.

On the big bed of agarwood carved agarwood, a handsome man was lying there, with a thin quilt covering his slender body, but he was not sleeping soundly, sweat was gushing on his fair skin, and his delicate facial features were frowning and frightened.

Finally, he opened his eyes, and there was endless fear in his glazed pupils. At this moment, the heavy door was blown open by the wind and hit the wall heavily.

"Bit!"

A sound of footsteps fell at the door, crossed the threshold, and walked inside step by step.

The moonlight outside the window was bright, and through the flying golden gauze, her figure gradually appeared. She was slender and tall, wearing extremely luxurious and gorgeous clothes, and her skirt was spread out from the extreme, with a golden nine-tailed phoenix embroidered on it, which was dignified, noble, strong and domineering.

She put one hand behind her and a long sword in the other hand. The sword light was cold and filled with a fierce murderous intent.

She walked to the bed step by step, casually, as if she was walking leisurely in the garden, but every step seemed to be stepping on the strings of her heart, making her heart sink inch by inch until it was cool.

Finally, her footsteps stopped by a curtain and looked at the person on the bed, just like the substance.

She was smiling, as if she was looking at the prey in the cage. She always did this, smiling and playing with everyone in her palms, making people unable to survive or die.

"Your Highness..."

Fear, regret, obsession, attachment... Countless emotions are mixed together, and in the end there is only silence.

The person on the bed slowly went down the ground, but did not dare to go forward and lift the curtain. Instead, he weakened his knees, raised his hands to his forehead, and bowed deeply.

The person behind the curtain chuckled, as if mocking: "Feng Lanxi, you deserve to die!"

Feng Lanxi looked up again, his face covered with tears, but there was no one behind the curtain. There was only a long sword standing there, and the blood on the sword slowly fell down the lines.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!?" Feng Lanxi was panicked and crawled out from behind the curtain, looking panicked and frightened: "Your Highness, where are you? Your Highness, come out, Your Highness..."

"Your Highness!"

On the luxurious big bed, Feng Lanxi suddenly sat up, his eyes filled with fear that had not subsided. He looked at the curtain, and the night wind blew in through the window, and the curtain floated, but there was no figure or long sword.

Is it a dream?

Feng Lanxi slowly got up and went downstairs, put on his shoes and walked towards the inner hall. Even at night, the inner hall was brightly lit, with forty-nine bright lights on, and in the middle of the hall, a token was enshrined-----the spiritual position of the Regent Princess Feng Yunshu.
Chapter completed!