The Doctor's Concubine: Don't mess with the evil princess

After the beginning of winter, the weather gradually turns colder.

Three days ago, good news came from the northern border that the King of Yan had defeated the Tianluo army. Tianluo surrendered and the war entered a negotiation period.

Li Zeqi doesn't need to take care of the follow-up matters. After a day of rest and repair, the army will return to the capital.

On his way back to the court, Prince of Yan Li Zeqi was assassinated. The assassins' kung fu was superb and each of them was a top master.

No matter how powerful Li Zeqi is, he can't escape the fact of being shot by an arrow...

When the news reached the capital, some people were happy and some were sad. The emperor was very angry when he heard about this sudden change.

The army that returned to the capital had at least 100,000 soldiers. How could the Prince of Yan be killed?

The emperor felt very guilty about his son. He had wanted to reward him after his great victory, but...

In an instant, the emperor seemed to have aged ten years, and there were a few strands of silver hair on his temples. The queen felt distressed and sad when she saw it.

The next day, the whole country was in mourning.

Emperor Longyuan held a grand funeral for this son whom he had never cared much about before. White banners were hung from the imperial palace all the way to the entire Liuyue City, and the people of the city all went out in plain clothes.

The people are dead, this is just for show!

In Ziyun Pavilion at the Mu Mansion, Mu Lanfeng was shocked to hear the bad news, like a bolt from the blue.

More than a month ago, Li Zeqi vowed that he would not marry anyone else but her, how could he suddenly disappear?

Mu Lanfeng just couldn't believe it. She vaguely felt that things were not that simple. Maybe Li Zeqi was still alive!

Thinking of this, Mu Lanfeng remembered that every time Li Zeqi asked her for help, he was covered in wounds. What was he doing?

Who wants his life?

This assassination is more or less related to his previous injury!

who can that be?

Who will he pose a threat to?

His mother was a foreigner, and in the eyes of outsiders, he would never have the possibility of succeeding to the throne. But what if it was his brother? They might not think so!

Prince?

The crown prince is the legitimate heir to the throne, so isn't it unnecessary to assassinate the Prince of Yan?

Prince Liang Li Zhiyuan was obsessed with poetry and books, and had great attainments in poetry. He had no interest in state affairs at all. This person was unlikely, but the possibility of deliberate disguise could not be ruled out.

King Cheng Li Shanglu lost his mother when he was young, so he is a bit withdrawn, timid, and submissive. He has no backing and is preparing for his wedding soon. Logically speaking, this is the most unlikely thing!

The only one left is the fifth prince, Prince Rong Li Wenyuan. He is only eleven or twelve years old, still a child, let alone him!

Mu Lanfeng went through all the people she could think of, but she still couldn't be sure who this person was!

"Fifth Miss, the eldest lady from Wuquexuan is here!" The gatekeeper came to report.

Mu Baiying!

What is she doing here at this time?

Are you here to laugh at yourself?

"Got it!" Mu Lanfeng nodded and motioned the servant to go down.

The servant replied "yes" and turned around and disappeared from Mu Lanfeng's sight.

A moment later, Mu Baiying came in from outside, wearing a plain white dress, absolutely beautiful and cool.

She first glanced at the medical book in Mu Lanfeng's hand, then looked at Mu Lanfeng and said jokingly, "Fifth sister is in a good mood. She can still sit down and read a book at this time!"

Mu Lanfeng sat in front of the stone table without getting up. He just paused and looked up at Mu Baiying. This dress not only failed to conceal her face, but made her look more fresh and refined. It seemed as if she did it on purpose for others to see.

"Big sister, I wonder what time you are talking about?" Mu Lanfeng lowered his eyes, looked at the book again, and asked casually.

"Mu Lanfeng, you are still pretending. King Yan is dead, and you still have the interest to read here!" Mu Baiying said angrily.

Mu Lanfeng remained indifferent, her eyes always on the book, and asked casually, "Big sister, what does the King of Yan have to do with you? You are so excited!"

Mu Baiying was speechless, and then she realized that her tone of voice was a little excited. "Fifth sister, don't you know that as the future princess of King Yan, you will be buried with King Yan!"

"So what? Big sister, are you here to ridicule me or to pity me?" Mu Lanfeng's expression still did not change, as if what Mu Baiying said had nothing to do with her.

"Mu Lanfeng, are you scared silly? That's burial alive!" Mu Baiying emphasized again.

Mu Lanfeng finally put down the book in her hand. She looked at Mu Baiying with a smile and asked, "Big sister, what do you want to say? Isn't it just what you want me to be buried with you?"

Mu Baiying was stunned. She didn't expect Mu Lanfeng to say it so bluntly. She didn't want to pretend anymore. "Yes, I am mocking you. Your death is exactly what I want. How can you become the principal wife of the King of Yan? I am better than you in every way, but I can only be the concubine of the King of Cheng. We have tried so hard but can't get what we want, but you get everything so easily!"

Mu Lanfeng's face still showed no emotion, as calm as a pool of stagnant water. She quietly closed the book, stood up and looked at the indignant Mu Baiying, and smiled faintly: "Isn't it just what you want now? You should be happy, why are you still so angry?"

"Mu Lanfeng, are you still human? You are about to die, dying, and you can still laugh!"

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze!

Mu Lanfeng looked into Mu Baiying's eyes, approached her little by little, and finally said calmly: "Big sister, if you think my performance disappointed you, should I cry and beg you not to let me be buried alive with you?"

Mu Baiying was stunned and didn't dare to breathe. Was this person still the timid and submissive punching bag as before?

Absolutely not!

"You are really hopeless!" Mu Baiying threw down these words and fled.

He came with great momentum, but returned in defeat!

"Girl, is what the elder girl said true?" Feiyan came out from behind and asked with a puzzled look on her face.

Mu Lanfeng nodded, his eyes dull.

Ever since Feiyan was snatched back from the King of Hell by Mu Lanfeng, she decided to follow Mu Lanfeng wholeheartedly.

As a servant, Mu Lanfeng almost never treated her as a servant!

"Girl, is there no room for maneuver?" Feiyan asked unwillingly.

Mu Lanfeng knew Feiyan was worried about her, so she turned around and smiled, "There is room for maneuver! Unless King Yan can miraculously come back to life!"

The hope that had ignited in Feiyan's heart was instantly extinguished. She knew what the royal edict meant!

"Silly girl, your daughter is blessed with a long life and will not die so easily!" Mu Lanfeng comforted her again.

Only Feiyan could ask such a question. If it were Hongyin, she would never ask such a question. With her character, how could she be buried alive with others? Her own life has always been in her own hands!

Feiyan seemed to see hope again, "Really?"

Mu Lanfeng nodded happily.