The mistress died of overwork, and after rebirth, she was bad at raising her cubs

When Shen Qinglan and Huo Zhanting arrived at Zhenxiu Pavilion, Feng Yan was already sitting in the private room, having been waiting for nearly half an hour.

Feng Yan felt a little uneasy. He wanted to leave, but when he thought of Fang Rou's words, he stayed seated in the chair.

perhaps……

As Fang Rou said, they should also think more about themselves.

With a creaky sound, the door was pushed open.

Feng Yan raised his eyes and saw Shen Qinglan pushing Huo Zhanting in.

Both of them are handsome and beautiful. Even though Huo Zhanting is sitting in a wheelchair, he is no less imposing than Shen Qinglan.

There is a feeling that the two are evenly matched.

After Shen Qinglan put Huo Zhanting's wheelchair away, she sat next to Huo Zhanting and greeted Feng Yan with a smile:

"Butler Feng, we meet again."

"Princess Zhan..."

Feng Yan returned the salute with a wry smile, then saluted towards Huo Zhanting as well.

He didn't expect that in just a short time, he would be sitting opposite Ye Zhili's enemies as Ye Zhili's aide, uncle, and steward of the palace.

I couldn't help but sigh for a moment.

Shen Qinglan didn't say much nonsense. Since Feng Yan was here, it meant that he and Fang Rou had thought it through.

So Shen Qinglan got straight to the point and said:

"Since Steward Feng is here, he must have made up his mind. I will tell him directly that I want the account book of Ye Zhili's private soldiers and his dealings with the Black Swallow Mountain bandits."

Feng Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up at Shen Qinglan in surprise, and subconsciously said:

"how do you know?"

Shen Qinglan did not answer, but just stared at Feng Yan.

Feng Yan pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, sighed, and suddenly smiled bitterly and said:

"Zhili, he thought he had won, but he didn't know that his secret had already been discovered, and... he had already unknowingly fallen into the trap you had set."

If Feng Yan still hasn't figured out that the gold mine is just a bait, then he has been with Ye Zhili for so many years in vain.

One is private gold mining.

The second is to raise private soldiers.

The third is to steal credit and replace others.

Any one of these things could cost Ye Zhili his life.

Feng Yan calmed down and looked up and said:

"I have seen the account book, but Ye Zhili won't let anyone touch it. However, Rou'er said that there is a secret room in Ye Zhili's study, which is very hidden. I guess the account book is there."

"Can you get it?" Shen Qinglan asked with a frown.

Feng Yan thought about it, sighed and shook his head:

"His study is heavily guarded. It's not easy to take the account book without making any noise."

At this point, Feng Yan looked at Shen Qinglan hesitantly. Seeing that Shen Qinglan didn't say anything, Feng Yan understood that this meant that he must get the account book.

In fact, combining various analyses, Feng Yan knew that this account book was naturally a piece of ironclad evidence. To put it bluntly, although it was important, even if it didn't have it, it would only cause some trouble for Shen Qinglan and the others.

But this is the only chance for him and Fang Rou.

Now the only person who knows that Fang Rou is still alive is Shen Qinglan.

If he could curry favor with Shen Qinglan, it would be of great benefit to both him and Fang Rou.

As long as Ye Zhili falls, he and Fang Rou will be able to stand in the sun again under the protection of Prince Zhan's Mansion.

After a moment of silence, Feng Yan gritted his teeth and said:

"I have a plan, but I would like to ask the princess for help...

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Today, Ye Zhili can be said to be the most popular figure in the entire capital because he has just been named King of Li by Jin Feng.

It is also because of this that many people have extended olive branches to Ye Zhili, or many people who want to surrender come to Ye Zhili.

So Ye Zhili has been very busy with social engagements these past two days.

Ye Zhili knew that his wings were not fully grown before, so he could only lie dormant for the time being.

Even when it came to making friends with ministers, he did not dare to do so openly, and could only watch helplessly as the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince "divide" the ministers in the court.

But it is different now.

Since Emperor Jingren recognized his ability and identity, it was equivalent to recognizing that he had the same status as the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince.

Therefore, even if Ye Zhili were to contact the ministers now, it would not make Emperor Jingren too upset.

The night is deep.

Ye Zhili returned home slightly tipsy.

Feng Yan hurried forward, supported Ye Zhili, and said with a worried look on his face:

"Prince Li, how much have you drunk?"

Ye Zhili has been in a very good mood these past two days. He glanced at Feng Yan and said with a smile:

"Uncle, you and I are uncle and nephew, why do we need to be so polite?"

Feng Yan heard this, a sneer flashed in his eyes, but his face was very moved, and he quickly said:

"Prince Li, the king is the king and the minister is the minister. No matter what, you will take that position in the future. It is better to set these rules now."

When Feng Yan said this, Ye Zhili immediately laughed and patted Feng Yan's shoulder with satisfaction: "That's right."

Feng Yan's mouth twitched. As expected, Ye Zhili was just being polite.

In Ye Zhili's eyes, he was just a dispensable dog!

Feng Yan lowered his eyes, hiding the scar on his face in the shadows, and then said quietly:

"By the way, Prince Li, there is news about Mr. Zeng, the one you had people looking for."

Ye Zhili was already sitting on a chair, drinking hot tea, but when he heard this, he immediately stood up.

With a clang, he pressed the hot tea onto the tea table. The tea splashed onto the back of his hand, but he seemed not to notice it. He just said in surprise:

"Found it? Where?"

"It's just outside the capital. I heard that he was traveling here and was going to provide free medical treatment in the village for a few days..."

Feng Yan was interrupted by Ye Zhili before he could finish his words:

"Then what are you still standing there for? Take me there quickly! You clearly know that I have been looking for him for many years! Why are you still so unhurried? It's not like you don't know that I..."

Having said this, Ye Zhili paused and said nothing more.

After all, it's not good to keep talking about the matter of eunuch.

In this world, the only people who knew that he was a eunuch, besides the deceased Fang, was the Feng Yan in front of him.

Ye Zhili looked at Feng Yan, a hint of danger flashing in his eyes.

The reason why he kept Feng Yan around in the past was just to have Feng Yan help him with things and handle some matters that were inconvenient for him to handle.

But now...

If we can find Mr. Zeng and cure his illness, then Feng Yan, who knows the truth, will probably not be able to stay.

Feng Yan had been with Ye Zhili for many years, so how could he not know that his good nephew had already wanted to kill him?

He has not tried very hard to find out about Mr. Zeng over the years, not without this concern.

In Ye Zhili's eyes, there is naturally a huge difference between people who are useful and those who are not.

Feng Yan understood in his heart, but did not show any reaction on his face. Seeing Ye Zhili walking out, he advised:

"Prince Li, wait a minute. Elder Zeng once said that he would not treat members of the royal family. If you go there like this, I'm afraid he won't treat you."

Ye Zhili was stunned for a moment and paused.

indeed.

Even when Emperor Jingren invited Mr. Zeng to enter the palace, Mr. Zeng refused. He even refused to help check the emperor's pulse and bluntly said that he would not see anyone from the royal family.

He didn't even give face to Emperor Jingren, let alone a mere prince like himself?