Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

Concubine Hui's funeral ended in heavy snow.

After returning to the villa, Feng Zhanye forced himself to place Concubine Hui's tablet in the back hall, and then he dismissed everyone and worshipped alone for a long time.

When Gu Qingzhi heard something wrong in the room and rushed in, he had already fallen to the ground and fainted.

Feng Zhanye was already weak, and he fell ill suddenly with a high fever. If he hadn't quickly asked Gu Fengping to come to his home for treatment, he probably wouldn't have been able to survive those snowfalls.

Gu Qingzhi has been guarding the bed for more than half a month now. During this half month, countless animal corpses have inexplicably appeared around the villa. Rumors are spreading in Kyoto, and there are many different opinions on the cause of Concubine Hui's death.

Seeing his sister killed and his nephew abandoned, Jing'an Bo Lin Yuehong was completely disheartened. He wrote a letter to the emperor, claiming that he was too old and unable to serve the emperor any longer, and asked for a sinecure and to retire and return home.

The villa can only rely on the remaining few people to hold on, but looking at the dwindling food and charcoal reserves, no one knows how long this life can last.

Thanks to Gu Fengping's efforts, Feng Zhanye finally woke up.

There was a pungent smell in the air that gave people a headache, but the room was warmer than ever before, and there seemed to be two figures behind the screen.

“Azhi…” Feng Zhanye called out as usual. The hoarse voice came out from his throat that had not made any sound for a long time, and it was dry and a little weird.

But Gu Qingzhi didn't appear in front of him. Instead, Zuo Chengyu walked out slowly from behind the screen.

He still had his usual friendly smile on his face, but it was extremely eye-catching in the eyes of Feng Zhanye, who had just lost his mother.

"Look, it really worked. He's awake now. Zhan Ye, how do you feel?" Zuo Chengyu said something ambiguous and asked intimately while standing beside the bed.

Feng Zhanye was very confused by his sudden kindness. He stood up slightly with caution and leaned back.

"You...are you not afraid of being affected by the evil spirit when you are so close to me?"

Unexpectedly, Zuo Chengyu narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his chin towards the outside of the house: "Why don't you go out and take a look yourself, then you will understand everything."

Feng Zhanye moved to the door step by step with difficulty, pushed open the door to the back hall, and the scene that came into his sight made his pupils suddenly shrink.

It was the coldest time of the year, but there were many people in the courtyard, and countless government troops surrounded the back hall.

Six people were kneeling not far away, including Nanny Liu, Wu Fang, Qiu Jiang and Qiu Hong, the servant, and Gu Qingzhi.

Behind them was an altar, with an old Taoist standing beside it. He closed his eyes and muttered something, throwing yellow talismans into the incense burner on the altar. The pungent smell came from there.

Looking more closely at the people, they were also covered with yellow talismans. The two maids were thin and shivering from the cold, their lips were black and purple, and they didn't say a word.

When Aunt Liu saw Feng Zhanye coming out, she was surprised but also worried: "Your Highness, don't worry about us. You are not well yet. Go inside quickly."

Feng Zhanye pretended not to hear and walked to Gu Qingzhi, who was closest to him. He pulled the ropes that bound her hands and feet twice, but the ropes did not move at all.

Gu Qingzhi looked up at him, frowned and whispered, "Listen to Madam and go back quickly."

But all the people close to him were kneeling there as if they were being punished, but he was completely unaware.

Who can swallow this insult in this scene?

"What is this doing!"

Feng Zhanye, regardless of the fact that he was still sick, staggered a few steps to the old Taoist priest, pulled his sleeve and questioned him.

The old Taoist just bowed to him, pushed him away and said calmly: "They volunteered to help you exorcise the evil spirits. Please don't ignore their good intentions."

If it was someone else, Feng Zhanye might not understand, but he had experienced exorcism more than once in the palace, and when had he ever used such a method? This was clearly intentional.

He stopped attacking the Taoist priest and turned to look at the two people watching the show in the room. With deep hostility in his eyes, he asked gloomily, "What do you mean?"

Zuo Chengyu leaned against the door, spread his hands and looked troubled. "Zhan Ye, don't blame us. There have been dead things appearing around the villa recently. We are also concerned about the safety of everyone in the mansion."

The old Taoist priest also started to make sarcastic remarks behind him: "If it weren't for these loyal servants who refused to hand over the source of the evil spirit, you wouldn't have to suffer this punishment yourself."

Feng Zhanye turned around and stared at the old Taoist: "I am the source of the evil spirit. Now that I am awake, you let them go."

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist suddenly shook his head and laughed: "No, no, no, although the good man has a fierce fate, he is not the reason for the evil spirit in the mansion now."

Feng Zhanye didn't understand what he meant, and just stared at him: "Then tell me, what is the source of the evil spirit?"

The old Taoist's eyes, which had been narrowed, suddenly opened and he stared at Feng Zhan Ye, word by word, as if he were a dead object.

"In the back hall, there is a female tablet with an unusual evil spirit. It cannot be left there. Only by burning it can the evil spirit be removed."

The old and gloomy voices were like a wake-up call. What they were referring to, of course, was the tablet of Concubine Hui enshrined in the back hall, which was also the only thing Feng Zhanye had left about his mother.

"What did you say?"

Gu Qingzhi was shocked when she saw the young boy's small figure. She was afraid that he would faint again due to the shock, so she said quickly: "Feng Zhanye! Go back and ignore him."

But Zuo Chengyu didn't seem to want to give her the chance to disturb Feng Zhanye's thoughts, and spoke lightly.

"In fact, there is more than one solution to this problem. If you are willing to sacrifice them or move out of the villa, my father and I will agree."

At this moment, the young man no longer had the heart to listen to what Gu Qingzhi said. He raised his eyes and looked at Zuo Chengyu. That calm face and cold words seemed to come from two different people.

"My mother is already dead. Do you have to kill her so completely that you won't even spare her memorial tablet?"

The young man walked towards Zuo Chengyu step by step with trembling lips, and asked him with clenched teeth.

Zuo Chengyu shook his head helplessly: "It seems that you are not very smart. Even at this point, you still can't see the situation clearly."

He stretched out his hand and gestured to the old Taoist. Feng Zhanye turned around and saw that the old Taoist suddenly picked up a long sword from the altar and stabbed it into the boy's heart.

Blood flowed onto the ground from the tip of the sword that pierced his chest, and it accumulated more and more. Before the young man could even call for help, he fell silently to the ground, and died with his eyes open.

Qiu Jiang and Qiu Hong were the closest to them, their eyes widened. The shock and the cold made their bodies tremble constantly, and they huddled together helplessly.

"You don't have much time to think about it. Now, do you understand?"

The villa fell into deathly silence. Only the yellow talisman in the incense burner was still making sporadic sparks. Feng Zhanye looked at the body of the servant lying in a pool of blood with trembling eyes and did not move for a long time.

Although Zuo Chengyu did not urge him again, how long could he delay? After leaving the courtyard, who could guarantee that Aunt Liu and the others would be alive?

The situation was out of control, but under the watchful eyes of the crowd, and surrounded by guards, Madam Liu said anxiously, "Your Highness, please go away and leave us alone."

Gu Qingzhi also knew that Zuo Xiang and his son brought so many people with them because they were afraid of any accidents. So no matter how good she was, she would not be able to defeat a hundred people alone.

After thinking it over and over again and deducing various possibilities in her mind, she could only save Feng Zhanye and let him escape alive. But even so, she didn't want him to submit to Zuo Xiang and his son.