[69 Book Bar - www.] Feng Qingcang's eyesight is clear, and he and Feng Qing are definitely walking parallel to each other, but they seem not to notice, and their steps are steady and neither fast nor slow.
The group of people came to Fengcheng's courtyard again and stopped. This time, everyone's mood was obviously much heavier. No one thought that it was just a Chen banquet, but it would lead to two lives.
It became a funeral feast.
"Search! If you find any suspicious evidence, bring it all in!" Feng Song ordered coldly.
In order to show fairness, Feng Qingcang's people and the people in the Prince's Mansion all stayed put, and several guards with swords around Feng Song went in to search.
Feng Qingcang took Xin Mo'er to the foot of a big tree to avoid the sun, and leaned lazily on the back of the tree, closing her eyes to relax.
Xin Mo'er immediately smelled that someone was going to suffer. As long as this fox closed his eyes and concentrated, someone would definitely be in bad luck.
"Report, report to the Emperor, no suspicious traces were found!"
"Report, report to the Emperor, no suspicious traces were found!"
"Report, report to the Emperor, no suspicious traces were found!"
The guards walked out of Fengcheng's house one after another, their hands empty.
Feng Qingjue stood behind Feng Song calmly, as if this was what he expected.
Feng Qingcang looked calm, as if he didn't hear anything, and continued to close his eyes to rest.
"Report! Report to the emperor that this thing was found in the room of the emperor's grandson!"
Finally, when the last guard walked out of Fengcheng's room, he held a black bundle in his hand, but he couldn't see what was inside.
Feng Qingjue's calm expression immediately became tense. He had clearly ordered his servants to take out all the Gu insects that Feng Cheng had hidden under the wardrobe. How could he still have this thing?
Due to a guilty conscience, Feng Qingjue immediately walked to Feng Song and objected, "Father, this must not be something in Chengcheng's room. Someone must have framed it!"
Feng Song originally didn't believe what could be found in Feng Cheng's room, but when he saw Feng Qing Jue being so abrupt, he felt unhappy and became suspicious. He even wondered whether Feng Cheng was really Feng Qing.
He was killed by Jue Design and then wanted to pass it on to Xin Moer.
Feng Song knew how lethal Xin Mo'er was to Feng Qingcang. Looking at Feng Qingcang's condition in the past few years since Xin Mo'er disappeared, she knew that Feng Qingcang couldn't live without her.
If Xin Moer was not here, Feng Qingcang would be as depressed as in previous years, and Feng Song would have no choice but to let Feng Qingjue distract him from all the matters in the court.
After all, Feng Song is already old and can no longer stay up all night criticizing and dealing with affairs as he did when he was young.
Feng Qingjue noticed the change in Feng Song's facial expression and was shocked that his actions were too abrupt. He immediately retreated to the back and remained silent.
Everyone was curious about what was under the black cloth.
"Open it." Feng Song commanded majestically.
The guard immediately lifted off the black cloth on top, only to see a set of bright yellow and wrinkle-free Chinese clothes lying quietly on the tray.
Feng Qingjue's face suddenly turned pale. This was not something in Fengcheng's room!
"Open up!" Fengsong ordered again.
The guard took the order and held the shoulders on both sides with both hands to open the clothes.
Fengsong's face turned completely black and was covered with thick frost.
When Feng Qingjue saw the guard spreading his clothes, his legs went weak. If it weren't for the martial arts, he might have turned into a puddle of mud. His voice was trembling, "Father, this is definitely not my son's!"
The officials behind Fengsong all dispersed and looked forward, and the expressions on their faces changed.
Dragon robe!
It’s actually a dragon robe!
The dragon robe was actually found in the prince's residence!
Everyone took a breath of air.
This is a serious crime. No matter who hides the dragon robe secretly at home, he can destroy the Nine Clans!
Even the prince or the next heir apparent cannot hide the dragon robe privately!
Because this is a taboo, if the prince really hides the dragon robe secretly in his palace, it means that he has already thought of becoming an emperor.
However, the current emperor is still alive and has not yet reached old age, let alone died. What Feng Qingjue did was to curse the emperor's death and hope to ascend to the throne as soon as possible.
This is a very disrespectful act, and the worst case may result in being demoted from the position of prince, while the worst case may result in the loss of one's head.
Feng Qingjue's current expression could no longer be described in words. He looked fiercely at Feng Qingcang, and suddenly understood Feng Qingcang's purpose of bringing Feng Song here.
Apparently, he took advantage of his unpreparedness and ordered someone to secretly stuff it into Fengcheng's room.
Feng Qingcang still closed his eyes, as if he didn't notice the movement here, let alone Feng Qingjue's hateful gaze.
Xin Moer opened her mouth and closed it again. She finally understood why Feng Qingcang looked confident and calm.
Regarding feelings, he didn't intend to make Feng Qingjue's life easy when he came to the Prince's Mansion today.
Even if Baby Feng doesn't come to the Prince's Mansion today, he won't have the same incident just now. I'm afraid he will also think of other ways to have people search Fengcheng's room, right?
Xin Mo'er believed that if Feng Qingcang wanted others to enter Fengcheng's room to search without letting others see the clues, he would definitely be able to come up with a hundred different ways.
Xin Moer used to dislike others wearing yellow clothes, especially in front of her, and she also didn't like people wearing yellow clothes to appear.
Because the emperor of this time and space always wears yellow when he appears, she looks particularly small and weak. Xin Moer doesn't like this feeling very much.
But now, Xin Moer only thinks that this yellow dragon robe is particularly eye-catching. She, who has been at a disadvantage in the Prince's Mansion today, can finally feel proud!
Xin Moer had a slight smile on her lips, and her eyes met Feng Qingjue's eyes.
Let you frame my aunt!
Are you being punished now?
This is called the present world report!
Feng Song took the dragon robe from the guard's hand, turned around, looked at Feng Qingjue coldly, and threw the dragon robe to the ground, angrily, "Today, you'd better give a satisfactory explanation, otherwise, I will
Off your head!"
Feng Qingjue swallowed in despair, but the evil spirit in his body that refused to admit defeat drove him to raise his head and look back at Feng Song.
Wei Wei sorted out her thoughts and quickly came up with an explanation, "Father, don't you feel anything about how my son and minister have honored you and respected you over the years?"
Xin Mo'er touched her nose and played the family card. But this doesn't seem to work in the royal family, right? People in the royal family don't take family love seriously.
"Hmph!" Feng Song kicked Feng Qingcang in the chest, "So, you can curse your father, hoping that your father will give up the throne to you earlier?"
Liu Mei just glanced at Feng Qingjue. Like Feng Qingcang, she seemed not to notice what was going on here. She held the little baby in her arms and touched and kissed her again and again.
While Feng Baobao was observing what was going on there, he was enjoying the love between his grandparents and his grandchildren.