Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

The crisp sound of whips came with a muffled sound.

Ning Nianqiao, who was standing outside the courtyard, heard it clearly. Her heart was tightly clenched and tears immediately fell like rain. She was about to enter the courtyard regardless of anything, but was stopped by the shadow guards who were guarding outside.

"You dare to stop me?" She roared in anger, her eyes flashing fiercely as she glared at the person in front of her with resentment.

Shadow Guard Lan Yi raised his eyes calmly and said, "Madam, the Prime Minister has ordered that no one can enter. We Shadow Guards only obey the Prime Minister's orders."

He was cold and stiff, and the blue hem of his clothes was like ice that had frozen a thousand miles away, making people feel daunted.

"Snap! Snap! Snap..." The sounds kept coming. Ning Nianqiao was going crazy. Her baby son, her only son was enduring the beating, while she was waiting foolishly a few steps away.

"Feng Linshang!" A long cry suddenly resounded through the sky, her eyes rolled back and she fainted completely.

The two people in the room froze at the same time, and looked at the closed door at the same time.

Feng Tianxu's head was covered in cold sweat, but his face was full of worry. Feng Linshang was panting heavily, and the cane was stained with blood, and his fingers were also stained bright red.

He gritted his teeth again: "Tianxu, Xier is indeed not my flesh and blood."

"She is from the royal family, of a very high generation, and you can't covet her. You'd better give up this idea as soon as possible."

He laid it all out in the open. This kid had been disobedient since he was young and only listened to Xier. He really didn't know if this was due to his ignorance?

"Hmph! I'm not worthy? Does that mean he is worthy?" Feng Tianxu slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with unwillingness and angry roars.

"Tianxu, don't you understand? Xier's marriage is no longer something Dad can interfere with. She is a princess, but she is treated almost better than a princess. Don't you find it strange?"

He advised earnestly that the less one knew about the royal secrets, the better.

Emperor Qi Zhao ignored the wild speculations of the people of the world and his favoritism became more and more obvious. Xiao Ze, who had previously broken off the engagement, was now almost sidelined, and those assassins from Huang Yi were also inexplicably wiped out.

Others may not know, but he knows very well that His Majesty's actions in private are one after another.

If he guessed correctly, Emperor Qi Zhao even brought Xier into the dragon vein.

However, he could not make these things public, and he kept his mouth shut even to his own partner. But now, he had no choice but to reveal a few things, but Tianxu was still stubborn, so he had no choice but to retire and return home.

"Sister has me in her heart, I can feel it." He is paranoid and stubborn, immersed in his own world and unwilling to come out.

"That's the closest family love that's lasted for more than ten years!" Feng Linshang was furious, veins bulging on his forehead.

"No! There's something else! I know!" Feng Tianxu shouted.

He looked at his only son with red eyes and sighed, "If that were true, there would be no Mu Lanxun."

Feng Tianxu's eyes bulged out, his teeth chattered, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

"Tianxu, listen to Daddy. Xier is your elder sister and will always be. Don't force anything else."

"If Xi'er really has feelings for you, I will beg for mercy even if it costs my life."

His hoarse voice revealed a hint of vicissitudes of life. They were all children he raised, and he felt equally sorry for them.

Feng Tianxu felt a piercing pain in his heart. Was he going to lose that sunny smiling face in his memory, the figure that pulled him skipping around, the person who coaxed him to laugh, applied medicine to him, and cared about him, the person who tried desperately to protect him when he was in danger?

No, no, no!

"I understand." He lowered his eyes, drooped his shoulders, lowered his head, and murmured weakly.

A trace of pity flashed across Feng Linshang's eyes. His only son, whom he had always been proud of, had always been as handsome as the breeze and the bright moon. But now, he was in a dishevel, kneeling there dejectedly.

He couldn't bear to blame anything anymore. As long as Tianxu could really figure it out, it didn't matter if he became the bad guy.

Late at night, everything is silent.

Feng Tianxu was still kneeling, his chest and back covered in blood. He was swaying drowsily, but his eyes were fixed on the side window, expecting to see that petite figure.

However, from late night to dawn, the window was like a cold and hard wall, motionless.

Gradually, he felt warmth coming. On this deep winter morning, he felt a hint of heat that he had not felt for a long time. Is his sister here?

Then he fell into complete darkness.

Feng Xili in Xueyue Mansion suddenly shuddered and woke up with a scream.

"Huff, huff, huff..." She panted and looked around. Where was this?

"Miss, what's wrong?" Lai Xiang heard the scream and ran in. Looking at Feng Xili's confused eyes, she knew that she was not awake yet.

"Miss, are you having a nightmare?" Lai Xiang brought a cup of hot tea and carefully placed it to her mouth.

She took a sip, and the warm current flowed down her throat into her stomach. She closed her eyes comfortably and rubbed her forehead.

"Where is this?" She rubbed her eyes and looked around.

Lai Xiang covered her mouth and smiled, wrinkling her nose and said, "Miss, are you confused in your sleep? This is Xueyue Mansion, the mansion that His Majesty personally awarded you."

Xueyue... Mansion?

A chaotic mess of images flashed through her mind. One moment it was Mu Mu's outstretched hand, the next moment it was Mu Fengze's back as he jumped into the lake, the next moment it was Tian Xu's blood-stained leather boots, and the last scene was even the Prime Minister pointing a sword at her.

What the hell? It's such a mess.

Lai Xiang looked at her pale face, suppressed her smile, and casually pulled a cloak over her back.

"Is the young lady awake?" Xia Feng's voice came from outside.

"Miss, Manager Xu and a group of servants are waiting outside. Do you want to see them?" Lai Xiang asked in a low voice, and put Feng Xili's empty teacup back on the table.

Oh, yes, it was too late last night, so I just sent them away casually. I have to meet them formally today.

"Get up." She got out of bed and started to dress.

Xia Feng stood aside with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Xia Feng? By the way, I didn't have time to ask you last night, was there anything wrong when Mu Fengze left?" She still clearly remembered that something was wrong with Xia Feng at that time.

"Miss, there are several flying birds circling above the Second Prince's carriage. They are very similar to those in the palace." She whispered cautiously in Feng Xili's ear.

Her fingers stiffened and she pinched her fingertips unconsciously. She remembered the bird that His Majesty had secretly sent to her. She studied it for a long time before she vaguely guessed how to communicate with those flying birds.

Simply put, each bird only recognizes a few words, each word has its own unique whistle, and different whistle orders represent different words.

Different arrangements of words can form different sentences.

The woman in the dungeon blew the whistle about five or six times before she died, which is conservatively estimated to be at least one sentence.

She guessed that birds that heard the whistle could be easily identified by their keepers.

However, she had no idea which words the different whistles represented, so this clue might be difficult to trace.

Mu Mingyan's intoxicating beauty, Mu Fengze's advances, these two...

Fortunately, they were all leaving today. She thought back to those broken dreams she had just had, Mu Fengze jumping into the lake...

Jumping into a lake in the dead of winter...was he really in danger? Mu Mu was in charge of escorting him, so I just hoped nothing really happened.

After much thought, she felt that she had to go back to her old job, "Where's my little white bottle?"

After she had her first three fires in office, she couldn't wait to swallow a "foreshadowing."

Be forewarned, the name I gave it is still very appropriate.

As soon as she swallowed the pill, she thought of what happened in Zui Xiang Lou last night, "By the way, how was Tianxu last night?"