After the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion was reborn, she divorced and married the prince!

"My body is numb." Molan said in the slightest breath.

Ling Feng secretly curled his lips. In tonight's assassination operation, he finally had one thing that was better than her.

"People haven't retreated yet."

Not daring to say more, Ling Feng spoke carefully and immediately concealed his breath.

Molan was shocked. Haven’t they retreated yet?

Is this hiding in the dark, waiting to see if anyone will leave?

Although the emperor did not order a thorough search of the palace, he still believed what the third prince said?

Molan felt her body numb, which was because her mind was relaxed.

Now that she knew there were still dangers lurking around, she immediately alerted herself and dared not be careless.

When you are under such tension, numbness or not is just a small matter.

By the time the eastern sky was reaching its limit, the sky was already turning pale.

The two people hiding behind the rockery did not move.

Sometimes, what matters is not martial arts, but patience.

Whoever is more patient will win.

"No one is here, let's go..."

A faint sound came in the breeze before dawn.

Molan looked at Ling Feng in surprise. Did he really guess right? There really was someone in the dark.

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows at her in surprise.

How come she didn't believe him completely just now?

How can this be guessed?

First, it's experience, and second, it's awareness! This is called strength, okay?

Before daybreak, Ling Feng and Mo Lan finally left the palace safely.

The two of them mixed in with the earliest wave of people entering the capital and entered the city gate of Kyoto.

After returning to the city, the two immediately parted ways.

Each of them went to their master to report what happened last night.

The news that the third prince was imprisoned in the clan house also spread quietly.

The Third Prince's wife, Zhou, and the eldest son, Chu Shilin, were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, but there was nothing they could do.

They even wanted to find someone to discuss countermeasures or get information, but they couldn't do it.

Before daybreak, the Third Prince's residence was surrounded by the Imperial Guards.

No one in the mansion, no matter if they are masters or servants, is allowed to enter or leave at will.

"What's going on? Why are we under house arrest? Where is your father?" Zhou asked Chu Shilin.

Chu Shilin was even more confused than her, "Isn't my father at home?"

"I have been detained in the yard by my father these days to study, but I have not caused any trouble!"

The people in the Third Prince's mansion were confused about the situation for a moment and did not dare to act rashly.

"Don't panic, don't panic, wait a moment."

"Your uncle and his friends are outside. They will find out the situation and send the news in."

Zhou forced himself to calm down. The situation was unclear and the best thing he could do was to wait quietly.

Zhou was still waiting for news from her parents' home.

The palace has sent a young eunuch to meet the envoy from the Xili Kingdom.

The young eunuch who came was He Ying.

Feng Hao didn't recognize him, but he knew he was someone sent by the palace. Even though he was just a young eunuch, he treated him politely.

"Pei Ji was pardoned by the emperor, released from prison, and settled in the palace." He Ying whispered.

Feng Hao's heart suddenly felt like it was being pricked by dense needles.

He originally thought that if he gave up, Pei Yuqing would definitely not survive.

He was also prepared for her death.

Even these few days, he was silently mourning her in his heart.

Unexpectedly... she still used her beauty to buy her a chance to survive.

However, Emperor Beili does not look like someone who would be blinded by lust.

He probably... just treats Pei Yuqing as a "pretty toy", right?

Feng Hao felt hot and irritable in his chest, but he had a smile on his face, "Thank you so much, Your Majesty..."

He Ying waved her hand, "But she died last night."

Feng Hao: ...

You, father-in-law! You are so young, but why do you still breathe heavily when you speak?

He thought Pei Yuqing was going to die!

The father-in-law said that she was released and went to the palace.

He was glad that she was still alive, but at the same time he was secretly annoyed that she had to serve a man after all!

My father-in-law said again that she was gone.

Feng Hao stood there frozen for a moment, not knowing what expression to make.

He Ying sighed, "What a pity, such a beautiful lady is gone just like that. The Emperor wanted to promote her, but unfortunately... she has a bad fate."

Feng Hao could tell that the eunuch had something to say, so he quickly asked in a low voice, "Princess... Ahem, did Pei Ji commit suicide?"

He Ying glanced at Feng Hao and said nothing.

Feng Hao quickly stuffed a silver note over.

He Ying then said, "Someone broke into Pei Ji's room at night and tried to do something indecent. Pei Ji fought back desperately...but the man died."

"What...what?" Feng Hao froze.

This news came a bit unexpectedly.

"Who is it?" Feng Hao grabbed He Ying's sleeve and asked.

He Ying looked embarrassed.

Feng Hao stuffed another banknote into his hand. He took a look and found that the denomination of the banknote was even higher than the previous one.

But he pushed it back reluctantly.

"Lord Feng, there's no need to see me off. Please stay a while." He Ying knew when to stop and quickly ran away.

Feng Hao's heart was in ups and downs, and he was in a trance.

It's like a ship on the sea that suddenly lost its ballast and is drifting with the waves, rising and falling.

He Ying could have told him at the beginning that Pei Yuqing was gone, dead.

But He Ying refused to do so, so he deliberately told Feng Hao the whole story with many twists and turns.

Moreover, in the end, he refused to tell Feng Hao the thing he wanted to know most.

Keeping Feng Hao's curiosity piqued and letting him find out on his own would definitely be better than telling him directly.

He Ying lowered his head and sneered.

The eldest son of the Third Prince still remembers the humiliation he suffered in the Imperial Garden last time.

When he had the chance to trample his enemy twice, why didn't he do it?

My godfather originally asked me to walk around the inner palace, but suddenly he brought me to the front and told me that I had the status to make this trip... I guess my godfather hasn't forgotten what happened in the imperial garden last time?

When he returns to the palace, he will find a chance to tell his godfather.

He had already seen an expression on Lord Feng's face that was both complicated and angry, but at the end there was even a hint of relief.

Lord Feng's feelings for Pei Yuqing are by no means simple.

It's the kind of thing where he wants her to live, but doesn't want her to be entertained...

I feel relieved to learn that she died, but I also feel angry when I know that she died in humiliation.

Therefore, Lord Feng will definitely go and inquire about it.

He Ying went back to the palace to report.

Ling Feng returned to Prince Jing's Mansion and immediately went to report to his own prince.

He recounted Molan's smooth operation last night.

He himself could not help but shudder, "I suddenly realized something!"

Chu Yanchen raised his eyes to look at him, "What did you realize?"

"Never offend a woman, because you can never guess how cruel she can be!"

Ling Feng said, "Molan seemed quiet and silent before, but I didn't expect her to be so decisive and swift."

Chu Yanchen was slightly stunned when he heard this. It is said that like master, like servant.

So, Song Mingli is also such a cruel person?

Doesn't it seem so? If she was so cruel, why would she have endured it for seven years?

Chu Yanchen was thinking about it.

Ling Feng suddenly slapped his head, "Oh, right, there are also seals and handwriting! The emperor didn't allow a body search, so the things might still be hidden on the third prince!"

Chu Yanchen stared at him.

Ling Feng quickly explained, "Pei Yuqing wanted to frame you, Your Majesty, and gave the Third Prince the private seal and handwriting of the First Prince of Xili Kingdom, and asked him to imitate it."