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

Ever since Feng Linshang returned to Ya'an City alone, Feng Tianxu's heroic deeds have spread. He has been regarded as a heroic role model by major families to motivate some of their incompetent children.

Emperor Qi Zhao in the palace glanced at the golden medal of immunity from death on the desk.

That girl was really generous and took out two at once. Was she afraid that she would cause trouble for the Prime Minister's Mansion?

Forget it, just consider it as a debt paid off after death.

Feng Linshang took a few days off on purpose. He knew very well how much his wife cared about Feng Tianxu. He hesitated for a long time and was ready to have a good talk with Ning Nianqiao.

But he was turned away. Ning Nianqiao didn't want to see him at all, so he just asked his servants to pass on a message to him: Don't worry, Prime Minister. Tianxu has been serving the country and the people. I am proud of my son.

Feng Linshang hit a snag, but Ning Nianqiao just avoided him and even moved to a side yard. Sometimes he would go shopping with Wen Hui, and sometimes he would buy some inexplicable things.

In short, Ning Nianqiao was neither hysterical nor indifferent. She lived calmly and numbly, like a lonely soul without expectations.

Although Feng Linshang rarely attended court, as the prime minister, there were still many things in the court that needed his attention, and he subconsciously wanted to keep himself busy.

Therefore, he would only visit the Prime Minister's wife every three to five days, but most of the time he was locked outside the door and could only give her a few words of advice through the door.

Unexpectedly, at this age, some rifts had arisen between the two.

Ya'an City spent an auspicious year in peace and tranquility, and most people were unaware of the turmoil in Zechun City and the border.

And this New Year for Rong Xuan Wang Chu Beiling was even more fulfilling. His eldest son and second son got married at the same time, which was a double happiness for his family. However, it happened that turmoil broke out in Zechun City.

He only appeared in the wedding hall for a quarter of an hour during the entire wedding procession. After paying his respects to his parents, he quietly left home and went into the military camp to reorganize.

Chu Linxuan stayed with her eldest sister-in-law Kang Jiuyi throughout the whole process, but was polite and courteous to her second sister-in-law Meng Yao.

Meng Yao hugged the arm of Luo Yurong who came to watch the ceremony, and her eyes were red with grievance.

"Ayao, it's okay. You are also the legal wife, no different from Kang Jiuyi. You don't have to be afraid of her."

Luo Yurong looked at Kang Jiuyi and the other person talking and laughing, feeling extremely jealous. She also deliberately pulled Meng Yao over, and the two of them put their heads close together, whispering to each other.

"Why didn't Xier come? Did she contact you?" Kang Jiuyi took a moment to ask Chu Linxuan in a low voice.

Feng Xili didn't come to the ceremony, and her brother didn't come either. These two people didn't tell her the reason. Did something happen?

I just saw him not long ago. Wasn't he fine then?

Chu Linxuan pursed her lips and shook her head. She had just seen her father leave in a hurry. Something must have happened, but she had no way of knowing.

"Jiuyi, it's okay. Today is your big day. Don't think too much. I will ask about Xier."

She said a few words quickly and turned to join the crowd watching the ceremony.

Until they returned home three days later, neither of them had found out Feng Xili's whereabouts. They only felt that the atmosphere around the Prime Minister's Mansion was inexplicably depressing.

Not long after, Feng Tianxu's affairs spread. Chu Linxuan was devastated and cried her heart out while hugging Kang Jiuyi.

Her relationship with him ended before it even began.

Kang Jiuyi hugged her sister-in-law, not knowing where to start with words of comfort. She always felt that Feng Tianxu's eyes had never been on Xuanxuan, and now she had completely given up on the idea.

After returning home, Meng Yao, with a sad face, pulled Luo Yurong to Zuixianglou for a drink.

I met Fan Lingsi and others coming down from the box upstairs. We sat together and started chatting.

After a few words, Fan Lingsi looked around and whispered to them in a low voice: "Guess who I just met?"

She looked mysterious, but unfortunately the two people opposite her were not in a good mood and no one cooperated with her.

"Who is it?" Meng Yao asked calmly, obviously not interested.

"I saw the Prime Minister's wife!" She didn't care and wanted to let it out immediately.

"So what?" Luo Yurong didn't care. She was not interested in anyone around Feng Xili.

Fan Lingsi took a piece of cake and placed it in his bowl. Then he stabbed it with his chopsticks, muttering, "I'll stab you to death! I'll stab you to death!"

After a while, the soft pineapple cake was poked into a pile of crumbs by her.

Perhaps her tone was too sinister, or perhaps her actions were too creepy, but when she looked up after the performance, she found a pair of eyes staring at her, and a pair of eyes staring at her bowl.

"Sisi, what does this mean? What did you just do?" Luo Yurong covered his mouth, his eyes constantly wandering between her and the pastries she had mashed.

Fan Lingsi nodded cautiously, "Yes! I saw it with my own eyes!"

Seeing that the two of them were interested, she quickly told them that when she first arrived, she met the Prime Minister's wife in the box next to her, heard her muttering when she left, and then saw the horrifying scene through the crack in the door.

Fan Lingsi told the whole story in detail, and there was a sense of weirdness in his calmness, which made the two men's hair stand on end.

After they finished speaking, the three of them looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

"What is the Prime Minister's wife making?" Luo Yurong asked in a low voice. It's not like she would make cakes for fun, right?

Meng Yao shook her head blankly, turned to look at the pile of slag, and shuddered violently.

"Do you want to know?" Fan Lingsi said something shocking, but it didn't sound like he was being mysterious.

The two were really shocked, did she know?

"My maid knows some skills. I just got the thing from her!" She raised her chin proudly, enjoying the admiring expressions of the two men.

Luo Yurong's heart was beating violently, as if he had peeped into someone else's secret, feeling both nervous and excited.

"Sisi, what is it? Tell me quickly!" She couldn't help but grab Fan Lingsi's hand.

"September, where is the thing?" she asked behind her, and an expressionless girl handed her a handkerchief with something obviously wrapped inside.

The three of them stared at the handkerchief on the table, and no one dared to lift it.

In the end, Luo Yurong pulled the corner of the handkerchief with trembling hands, and a simple doll wrapped in soft cloth came into the sight of several people.

This is?

Luo Yurong's heart trembled, and she felt something was wrong. She looked at the two of them and said in a low voice, "Come to my carriage!"

Several people moved to another place tremblingly. Luo Yurong had calmed down by then. She took the doll in her hand and showed it to the other two.

"I wonder who the Prime Minister's wife has such a big grudge against?" Meng Yao's face turned pale and he didn't dare to answer. Instead, Fan Lingsi took the doll and looked it up and down and left and right.

"Yu Rong! What is this?" As she turned it over, she suddenly found a gap on the back of the doll, and there seemed to be something else in the cotton wool inside.

She pulled the note out of the cotton wool, and on it was written a name that was very familiar to all three of them!