After rebirth, he became the regent's white moonlight

Chapter 219 Crazy
"Grandma, what kind of person is the third elder brother, the granddaughter can't understand, and the granddaughter also knows that if it is not for the third elder brother, I am afraid that both grandmother and parents... will die under the hands of the second elder sister. If it is not for the third elder brother, I am afraid that we The Feng family has long..."

Feng Xinlan bit her lower lip, tears rolled in her eyes, she raised her head, her eyes were firm, and she bravely met the eyes of the old lady.

"Just make up your mind. This is your happiness. I also hope that you can find a good home, but I hope you will not be deceived by that kind of person."

Seeing this, Mrs. Feng sighed, looked at the grown-up granddaughter, and spoke earnestly.

"I know."

Feng Xinlan said softly.

"You can be mentally prepared. With his identity, you will not be the only one in the future."

Mrs. Feng hesitated again and again, but couldn't help but say.

Her words pierced Feng Xinlan's chest fiercely like a steel needle. How could she not know that Feng Suilan in her previous life was not the princess of Zhan Wenjiang, or the only princess.

"You, you are still too young, you go."

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Feng knew it in her heart, and felt even more distressed for this granddaughter. She couldn't help but shook her head and sighed, and waved her to leave.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will be fine."

Feng Xinlan stood up, bowed to Mrs. Feng, and then left.

"When Mr. Zhan comes back, ask him to come to my place first, and say that I have something important to ask for."

Madam Feng looked at Feng Xinlan's back with helplessness and doting in her eyes.

"Yes."

The maid responded respectfully.

"Has the third brother gone out?"

Feng Xinlan asked in a low voice.

"Young Master, he's been busy with outside affairs recently, and he might come back during dinner."

Liu Yiyi replied softly.

Feng Xinlan gave a muffled hum, turned and went back to her room, the figure of that person appeared in her mind involuntarily.

……

"Ah."

"My lord, is this the young lady who misses you?"

Zhan Qi looked up at the man who was going, and joked with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhan Wenjiang smiled inexplicably, a trace of tenderness quickly flashed across his face.

"My lord, your identity has been spread. In the past few days, people in the capital have been discussing this matter. Many dignitaries want to visit you. The subordinates said that you have been dealing with matters during this period, so it is inconvenient to see guests."

"I see."

Zhan Wenjiang's voice is deep and full of magnetism, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, but the tone is flat, but it carries a sense of alienation that rejects people thousands of miles away.

It is not so much a visit as a surrender.

He raised his eyes to look at the tall and magnificent buildings in the distance, his eyes were deep, a icy chill flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer.

"Here, it's time to change the owner."

"Sir said yes."

Zhan Qi followed behind him, echoing in a low voice.

"My lord, when will you force the palace? Most of the guards in the city have been replaced by ours, and we are just waiting for you, lord, to issue orders."

Zhan Qi continued to ask.

"Don't worry, wait for him to dig his own grave and jump down, this day won't be too long."

Zhan Wenjiang smiled faintly, with a cold and bloodthirsty light shining on his face, which made people tremble with fear.

"Yes."

The night is gradually getting dark, a round of crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the bright moonlight falls on the earth, as if covered with a layer of silver gauze, giving people a mysterious and hazy beauty, making people feel mysterious, but making people feel Man feels danger.

In the imperial palace, the lights were brightly lit at this time, and it was a busy scene. A group of beauties in palace costumes shuttled through the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, walking through the palaces, adding a sense of mystery, prosperity, and solemnity to this place, making people feel sacred.

In the largest palace in the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, the lights were brightly lit at this time, and a thin man with a sallow complexion and a thin figure was sitting in a dragon robe.

"Go, go and see my beauties."

The emperor threw away the memorial in his hand, and smiled obscenely, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were chapped, his eyes were sunken, he looked like he was dying, his eyes were cloudy, and he couldn't see the slightest energy.

"Emperor~"

As soon as he entered the door, he was surrounded by a group of Yingying Yanyans, and a burst of fragrance wafted into his nostrils, which made people feel good.

He looked at the crowd of singing and dancing women, with a look of enjoyment on his face, his eyes were shining, and his heart was secretly refreshed.

"Let me touch it!"

"hate~"

Just when he was indulging in this kind of gentleness, suddenly there was a rough male voice, which woke him up instantly, his face turned livid, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report!"

Seeing the solemn man under the stage, the emperor's face was unpredictable, and he was extremely annoyed, but he still suppressed his anger and snorted coldly.

"Say!"

The man hurriedly told the emperor everything about Zhan Wenjiang's fame in Beijing.

"Also said...he came back only to regain the land that belonged to their family."

After hearing the man's report, the emperor suddenly became furious, slammed the table into pieces, and said through gritted teeth: "Impossible, the late king's family died long ago. How could he be the late king's son? I saw it with my own eyes." !"

The emperor was irritated by the man's words, he stood up all of a sudden, and roared.

"He is not the son of the former king! Kill him! Kill him!"

The emperor's furious voice resounded in the hall, frightening those Yingyingyanyans into a panic, and retreated away.

Only one bit his lip, ran in quickly, knelt at the emperor's feet, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, calm down, don't hurt your body."

The emperor lowered his head and panted heavily. The pressure of the past few days made him lose control of his emotions, his chest heaved violently, and his face was livid.

His eyes were blood red, and when he looked at the concubine, his eyes were red, and the eyeballs seemed to be bleeding, which made people feel involuntarily frightened, trembling uncontrollably, and stiffened.

"The emperor calm down, don't hurt the dragon's body!"

The concubine was also terrified in her heart, but she still spoke boldly.

"Pfft" sounded.

Everyone watched the headless concubine fall limply, with expressions of horror and fear on their faces, and eyes full of fear when they looked at the emperor.

"I am the Son of Heaven, this world belongs to me! It belongs to me! It belongs to me! What about the son of the former king, if I kill him once, I can kill him a second time!"

The emperor's eyes were filled with blood and killing, and he shouted hoarsely.

"what!"

Seeing the terrifying appearance of the emperor, a group of women screamed and ran for their lives. For a while, only the emperor was left in the huge hall, covered with a thick layer of murderous aura, which made people daunting.

"Kill him, kill him..."

Soon, the news that the emperor had lost his mind spread throughout the streets and alleys. For a while, the people in the capital were in panic all day long.

(End of this chapter)