After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

Changkong and Xiluo, who arrived shortly after, were speechless at the very similar smiles of their two masters. Changkong stood beside Xiluo with his arms folded, "Xiluo, don't you think your new master and your master are very similar animals?"

Xiluo rolled his eyes at Changkong and said, "If you have the courage, say those two words."

Changkong turned to look at Xiluo and asked, "Do you dare?"

"I'm not a man, so it's natural that I don't dare."

Changkong scratched his head. "Xiluo, has anyone told you that you are becoming less and less lovable?"

"You are becoming less and less lovable." In the government office, Murong Yanhui's dagger gently drew circles on the prefect's cheek.

The fat magistrate was tied up like a dumpling, his eyes covered with black cloth, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

"But is it so difficult to ask you to convey a message?" Murong Yanhui continued, "I'll say it one last time, and you must memorize it word for word."

"Yes, yes... I will, will..." The prefect trembled and could not utter a word.

Murong Yanhui patted his shoulder impatiently, "Listen carefully!"

"Yes……"

"Murong Feng, from today on, you and I better keep our distance from each other, otherwise I will expose everything you've done. Don't blame me, Sha, for being unkind and unjust then!"

Murong Yanhui said this calmly, then raised the corner of his lips and looked at Yu Qingli with a flattering smile.

However, when the prefect heard Murong Feng's words, he jumped back a few steps in fright, his fat body trembling, and the sweat on his forehead became more and more dense.

How could this matter be related to the eldest prince? The Sea Shark Gang is a gang, so no matter how you think about it, it has nothing to do with the eldest prince.

But the prefect was the prefect after all. On second thought, he felt that this was a logical thing to do. The eldest prince and the Sea Shark Gang must have had some shameful deal, and then they fell out, which led to what happened tonight.

The prefect became more and more anxious as he thought about it. He felt that if he spread the news, it would be equivalent to telling the eldest prince that he was an insider. If he didn't spread it, the people from the Sea Shark Gang were so vicious that they might find out about him today.

The prefect thought about it for a while, then suddenly stretched out his legs and pretended to faint.

Before Murong Yanhui's flattering smile could fully unfold gracefully, the prefect kicked his legs and fainted.

Yu Qingli could no longer hold it back, and a faint smile spread across her lips. The moonlight was clear, shining on her delicate face. Her smooth forehead radiated a holy light. A bead of sweat on the tip of her small nose was dotted with moonlight, as if coating her with a layer of moonlight. Her red lips were tinged with crimson, and the smile on her lips was even more attractive, penetrating directly into Murong Yanhui's heart.

In an instant, Murong Yanhui felt extremely happy. The embarrassment he had just felt suddenly turned into joy. He stood up and kicked the fat prefect, "This guy has fainted, but it's okay."

While Murong Yanhui was speaking, Changkong had already quickly handed him the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Murong Yanhui picked up the pen in his left hand, quickly wrote down what he had just said, and then stuffed it into the prefect's arms.

Changkong looked at the prefect, who was still shaking uncontrollably, and asked, "Boss, what if the prefect wakes up halfway and tears up the note again?"

Murong Yanhui rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then said seriously, "You're right. Let's do this..."

The two of them were whispering something close to each other. Yu Qingli couldn't hear, but Xiluo, who had been listening for a while, heard everything clearly. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she glanced at Yu Qingli. "Miss, why don't we go back first? This has been going on for so long, I'm afraid someone will be here soon."

Yu Qingli looked at Xiluo's strange expression, then looked at the master and servant who were talking happily over there. She instinctively felt that nothing good would happen next, so she agreed to follow Xiluo back.

Murong Yan looked back at Yu Qingli as she left. With a wave of his hand, Changkong immediately gave the prefect a beating. But in the blink of an eye, Murong Yan looked back at the prefect and finally smiled with satisfaction.

"I wonder what Murong Feng's expression will be when he sees this?" Murong Yan asked with a sly smile.

Murong Feng's expression naturally wasn't good. Ever since he learned about the government office robbery and Sha Qianli's escape, his face hadn't been good. However, when he hurried to the government office gate and saw the fat prefect hanging naked on the flags at the gate like a fish out of water, his expression turned even worse.

The fat and white prefect had a large slogan hanging on his body. The cloth used for the slogan was the curtain used to block dust at the entrance of the government office. The curtain fluttered in the not-so-strong wind in the early morning like a lonely soul.

Murong Feng stared at the curtain with a fierce and sinister look. There was a line of words written crookedly on the curtain. Every word stimulated Murong Feng's nerves and his scalp jumped involuntarily.

The air pressure dropped instantly, and the soldiers following Murong Feng couldn't help but lower their heads, fearing that they would see something they shouldn't see and bring bad luck to the eldest prince.

Murong Feng gritted his teeth, his fists clenched tightly in his sleeves, and he tried his best to control his emotions, saying word by word: "Save, people!"

The soldiers finally reacted and hurriedly put the fat prefect down. However, they hesitated when they saw the banner hanging around his neck. The banner was blocking the prefect's vital parts. If they took it off, the prefect would be exposed. If they didn't take it off, wouldn't the eldest prince be upset?

While the soldiers were in a dilemma, a carriage drove over from a distance. The sound of the ruts was extremely clear and harsh in the early morning.

Murong Feng frowned slightly. He had already issued the order to block the area, and wondered who else would have the courage to break in.

Filled with resentment and having nowhere to vent it, Murong Feng turned around with a green face, but his slightly angry expression froze. Then he quickly changed his expression, but that hint of stiffness was finally seen by the shrewd eyes of the visitor.

"Eunuch Fu, what brings you out so early in the morning?" Murong Feng maintained a slightly embarrassed expression, looking extremely uncomfortable.

Eunuch Fu got off the carriage and glanced at the scene. Seeing that there were many soldiers and yamen runners, he immediately gave Murong Feng a standard greeting, which made Murong Feng even more embarrassed.

"I am following His Majesty's orders to invite His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to an audience, and to bring the Prefect along." Eunuch Fu said this, then walked over to the Prefect and said, "This Sea Shark Gang is truly..."

The shrewd eunuch chief suddenly paused. He saw the curtain hanging around the prefect's neck and the words written on it.

Eunuch Fu shuddered and turned to glance at Murong Feng. The eunuch who had been planning to return to the palace immediately rolled his eyes and suddenly changed his expression. "The Sea Shark Gang is truly audacious. They actually dared to kill the pillars of the country like this. Your Majesty will definitely hear about this and will personally compensate the prefect."

Eunuch Fu smiled again after saying this, "Your Highness the Crown Prince should come to the palace immediately, so as not to make His Majesty wait too long and delay the prefect's treatment."

Murong Feng was filled with hatred, but what Eunuch Fu said made sense. For a moment, he couldn't think of anything to refute, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "I have sent for a doctor to examine the prefect first, so as to avoid being disrespectful in front of the emperor."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince seems to have the same idea as His Majesty. His Majesty has already arranged for the imperial physician in the palace." After saying this, Eunuch Fu looked at Murong Feng leisurely. When their eyes met, the soldiers seemed to see the flashing of swords and sabers. When they rubbed their eyes and looked again, they only saw Eunuch Fu's polite smiling face and Murong Feng's usual graceful demeanor.

"Your Highness, this trip has taken up quite a bit of time. Please don't make things difficult for me."

After hearing Eunuch Fu's words again, Murong Feng could no longer find an excuse to evade the question. He could only blame himself for being careless this morning and not bringing his personal close companion with him.

"Grand Prince, please." Eunuch Fu knew that he had won, and looked at Murong Feng with a bright smile. He had no choice but to nod stiffly.

Although Murong Feng was a little eager for quick success, he was not a fool after all. If he couldn't avoid Eunuch Fu, he could only think of other ways.

Murong Feng began to think of other excuses in his mind, while ordering the soldiers to move the prefect into his carriage. At this moment, Eunuch Fu's carriage drove over. The coachman was also extremely arrogant. He moved the prefect into his carriage without saying a word.

"Oh my, this little bastard, how dare he steal the eldest prince's people?" Eunuch Fu cursed in pretended anger, but he looked at the coachman with admiration.

Murong Feng knew that there was no other way, so he could only say, "We're all entering the palace, so it doesn't matter where you sit." After he said that, he lifted the curtain and walked in, sitting down on the cushion. His heart was in turmoil, filled with hatred and anger.

He hated Sha Qianli's inexplicable betrayal, hated his written report, was angry at Eunuch Fu's bullying, and was even more angry at the person who leaked the information. Otherwise, why would Murong Shiling care so much about this matter?

A feeling of being caught in a conspiracy suddenly overwhelmed Murong Feng. He suddenly felt that while he was scheming against others, he also seemed to be schemed against.

Who could it be? Murong Cheng or Murong Yanhui?

Murong Feng gently lifted the side curtain. The city had just woken up, and vendors yawned and began to set up their stalls. Amid the hustle and bustle of life, his heart was in turmoil and could not calm down.

……

In the magnificent hall, the prefect was lying on the ink-like floor, with the banner covering his body hanging on it.

The ministers standing on both sides couldn't help laughing when they saw the fat man.

Murong Cheng stood in the first position on the right, frowning.

The prison in the capital was robbed by bandits at night, and the prefect was humiliated in this way. This was a slap in the face to the royal family of Canghe. Is there any humiliation greater than this?

However, he couldn't speak at this moment because he saw the banner. Was this a frame-up? Or was it the truth?

Murong Cheng looked at Murong Feng with sharp eyes, but who knew that he met Murong Feng's gaze. One was guessing, the other was doubting. The brothers' eyes quickly crossed, then shifted and looked at the person on the dragon throne again.

Murong Shiling was in an even worse mood. With the scientific expedition approaching, stability was more important than anything else. However, this kind of situation kept happening again and again, making him a little anxious.