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

When he came back this time, Shangsi always felt that there was a deep sadness hidden between Yuanri's eyebrows, but the master was fine and just forgot about the princess.

As long as he waits for the princess to come back, he feels that given the relationship between them, the master will definitely remember her.

By then, Emperor Qi will grant the marriage, and the princess will return to Chu State with her master. For the master, Chu State will be even easier to conquer.

Yuanri narrowed his eyes and glared at Shangsi. This guy's thoughts were almost written on his face. "I'm just hiding something. What can you do about it?"

Yuanri is the best at forcing confessions among the few people, but conversely, he is also the best at hiding things. Basically, the things he wants to hide will not be discovered.

Feng Xili chose to tell him, probably because of this consideration. If she just let Xia Feng keep it to herself, she would probably lose the opportunity to hide it. The princess didn't leave any way out for herself or her master. The two of them...

His heart felt stuffy and the air around him felt thin. Shangsi was looking at him curiously again. The veins on his forehead throbbed and he slapped the guy on the head.

"Anyway, talk less in front of the master and train hard! If you end up lying down for a month like Bian Lucheng did before, then go home!"

Shangsi touched his nose and kept silent. He almost died!

"And you guys, try not to ask about things that you shouldn't..." He looked around at the three of them and looked at Xia Feng equally.

The room was silent. Mu Lanxun sat upright, looking down at the several red spots on his arm. The small blood holes were almost healing, but the surrounding bruises had not completely faded.

The scene of the snake bite is already blurry. What did he do to be besieged by snakes?

His head was throbbing with pain, and the veins on his arms, which were resting on the table, bulged. He clenched his fists tightly as he tried to recall the scene beneath the fog...

"Ugh!" His heart skipped a beat and severe pain rushed to his limbs. He suddenly opened his eyes and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Can’t think about it…

Princess Liyou?

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. The corner of his mouth was raised evilly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Xiangfu.

Feng Linshang was sitting in the study. Ever since his only son Feng Tianxu died in Zechun City and his wife had offended Princess Liyou several times, he rarely appeared in the court.

Firstly, he was worried that Emperor Qi Zhao would doubt his loyalty. Secondly, Ning Nianqiao really needed someone to stay with him. Thirdly, he had indeed lost some of his energy. The once bustling Prime Minister's Mansion was now deserted.

He suddenly lost his motivation and now only showed up at the morning court occasionally. Emperor Qi Zhao turned a blind eye and occasionally gave him some rewards, which made it clear that he wanted to keep him well-fed.

At this moment, Feng Linshang was sitting in Lanshang Garden, looking at Feng Xili's former boudoir. Her bottles and jars were still placed on the low cabinet by the window.

There was a square food box placed on the eight-immortal table outside the screen, and his eyes twitched slightly.

Feng Xili would sometimes come up with some weird desserts and meals, then put them into this blue and white food box. It would jump in front of him like a colorful butterfly, and he would then introduce them to him one by one as if presenting a treasure.

Things like brown sugar rice cake, vegetable salad, cold noodles, and pancakes...they have strange names, but they taste surprisingly good.

But now, only this cold and quiet room is left.

After Tianxu got into trouble, he and Ning Nianqiao invisibly became estranged from Feng Xili. The girl knew it very well, and apart from frequently sending them some food, she rarely appeared in front of them.

"Xier, Tianxu..." The prime minister who had been vigorous and energetic finally bent his back at this moment. He sat there dejectedly, his eyes full of depression.

Damingkong Temple... Xier was praying there.

Mu Lanxun stood outside the temple, looking at a winding path in front of him that led to the back of the temple. He inexplicably felt that the end of the path was a little dangerous.

"Master, the princess has informed us that we will not see any guests." Yuan Feng knelt on one knee and replied in a low voice.

not see?

He raised his brows and turned his head to look at the temple where the princess was praying. It was indeed quiet and secluded.

He wanted to see what the princess he fell in love with looked like.

How to describe it?

The simple white dress under the eaves outlines a pure and otherworldly figure. The hem of the skirt is embroidered with a light blue butterfly with its wings spread out, and the white belt sways in the wind. The black hair like a waterfall floats around her waist. She has a slender figure and a weak waist. Just a back view is enough to make people imagine.

But such a scene reflected in his eyes did not cause the slightest fluctuation.

Mu Lanxun wasn't even interested in looking at her face.

He stood on the eaves not far away, his eyes calm and distant. It seemed that such a person had nothing to recommend him except for his good looks.

Just forget it. If I can remember her before returning home, I will give her and Emperor Qi Zhao an explanation. Otherwise...

A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. A huge battle was waiting for him in the Chu Kingdom. He had no time for sentimental things. He was determined to stand at the pinnacle of power!

"Let's go." He withdrew his gaze without any reluctance, jumped lightly, jumped off the eaves and disappeared.

Yuan Feng followed closely behind, pursed his lips and said nothing. The princess just now was almost the same as when she was in Rong Le Village, but he always felt that there was something extra in that figure.

Is it because she is too sad to know that her master has forgotten her?

Then why doesn't she come to see the master?

"Boss, master, the master went to Damingkong Temple..." Xia Feng finally found an opportunity and whispered to Yuanri about it.

Yuanri glanced at her sideways and said, "The young lady has made all the arrangements. Are you trying to hold us back by being so nervous?"

Xia Feng's heart trembled, and she stood up straight, but her eyes still couldn't stop redness.

Yuanri sighed. Because Xia Feng was a girl, she spent more time with the young lady than any of them, and the young lady had never treated her as a servant.

He knew that Xia Feng still couldn't accept that the young lady would leave in such a "decisive" way.

She couldn't accept it. If the master knew... He couldn't help but feel cold all over, and once again sighed that the young lady had guessed the master's thoughts too accurately.

The master must not think of the young lady again, otherwise, not only will the Chu Kingdom be in chaos, I am afraid that Shangli will also be unable to resolve it...