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

Feng Xili tried her best to suppress her fear and grinned, "Okay, you can rest first."

She turned around and fled away.

After this delay, what happened at her wedding with Xiao Zecheng was completely spread.

She hurriedly turned into the Prime Minister's Mansion next door, not paying attention to the servants' surprised and gossipy looks.

In the main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Feng Linshang sat in the main seat. He was nearly forty years old, energetic, with wise eyes calm, a high nose bridge, and slightly raised corners of his lips. He was drinking tea comfortably.

The Prime Minister's wife, Ning Nianqiao, sat on Feng Linshang's left hand. A jade hairpin adorned her hair, and matching jade earrings graced her ears, a look of exceptional elegance. Her expression was subdued, as she gently flipped through the book in her hands.

This was the normal state of the two people in the original owner's memory, but at this time, Feng Xili was not sure of their attitudes, so she simply lifted her skirt and knelt down in front of them.

"Father, Mother, I admit my mistake." After saying this, she stole a glance at their faces.

Feng Linshang glanced at her and said, "Rumors are not to be believed. Tell me what you think."

With a light sigh, she recounted the scene without adding any embellishment.

"Xiao Ze was indeed rude in this matter, but he admitted his mistake with a good attitude, and he also publicly promised that you would be his only child from now on."

"In the future, you will be the only one in the general's mansion. Even so, you will resolutely break off the engagement?"

Feng Linshang stuck to the point and asked very pertinent questions.

She looked at the prime minister, but her eyes were always on the prime minister's wife next to her. This marriage was arranged by the wife, and now that it has become so ugly, she really doesn't want to make any more enemies.

"Father, I am really sad and really don't want to marry General Xiao anymore." She politely refused, saying that there were some things she needed to ask her father in private.

Ning Nianqiao saw Feng Xili's determined face, which seemed like a world away from the shy look she had yesterday.

"Hmph!" She stood up and left the main hall with a cold expression on her face. Before leaving, she gave the father and daughter a fierce look.

Evergreen Pavilion.

Feng Xili changed into a light blue gauze dress, with a white jade hairpin slanted on her head, decorated with thin silver beaded tassels. Her face was lightly powdered, her skin was as crystal clear as jade, and her silky black hair was scattered around her waist. She had a slender figure and was bright and charming.

Feng Linshang was startled for a moment, as if he saw a good friend from many years ago.

She bowed deeply to the Prime Minister and said, "Father, I have received news that I am not your daughter, and my mother is not from the Prime Minister's Mansion. Is this true?"

Feng Xili said it in one word without any hesitation.

The Prime Minister was stunned and stood up suddenly. This matter has been silent for more than ten years. Who dug it out?

Feng Xili lowered her eyes, her heart sinking. It seemed to be true.

"Who told you?" Feng Linshang was no longer as comfortable as usual, his eyes were as sharp as a knife. She choked in her throat and couldn't speak.

Is Qingqing back? No, she must notify me before she comes back.

Seeing his daughter's panicked expression, he softened his tone: "Tell father, who told you this?"

She pursed her lips and hesitated, not daring to speak clearly.

Seeing this, how could he not understand?

"Is it the boy next door?" He gritted his teeth. That brat was a smiling tiger. His mind had become more and more treacherous in recent years, and he was very close to his daughter.

If he can return home safely, I believe he will live a good life.

Feng Linshang looked at the face in front of him that was similar to the one in his memory and sighed: In the blink of an eye, your daughter is already sixteen years old, Qingqing...

"Xi'er, you've grown up now. Since you already know some things, I might as well tell you everything so that you don't ask people you shouldn't ask."

She nodded carefully.

Feng Xili's mother, Feng Qingqing, is a distant relative of Feng Linshang's grandmother. The two grew up together and are childhood sweethearts.

It was not until he was fifteen years old and his family moved to Ya'an City that the two gradually lost contact.

Feng Linshang came of age, got married, and had a child, but Feng Qingqing was not there. However, after Feng Tianxu's full-moon banquet, she found him, holding her almost one-year-old daughter.

He only said that she left for a few days and then left their daughter to him, and there has been no news of her since then.

Helplessly, he could only bring the child into the house and announce to the outside world that she was his lost daughter, and he also told his wife everything clearly.

He secretly sent people to investigate, and after years of unraveling the truth, he gradually understood the truth of that year.

Feng Qingqing brought her child to Ya'an City, probably to look for something, but was entangled by Liu Nianfeng, the Marquis of Zhongning Mansion. She was deceived and lost her virginity, forced to marry, and then disappeared inexplicably.

Later, Liu Nianfeng was stabbed to death while looking for someone, and his wife committed suicide for love, leaving only their young son Liu Xiao, whose life or death is unknown.

"Father..." She just opened her mouth to explain Xiao Ze's identity when a dark shadow fell in front of her.

She was so frightened by the black shadow in front of her that her whole body trembled. She just took a breath and before she could exhale, the black shadow disappeared.

And a palm-sized purple brocade bag appeared out of thin air in Feng Linshang's hand. He gently stroked the rope that sealed the bag, raised his head and looked at her kindly.

"This was the only thing you had on you when you were still in your cradle."

Perhaps this is the only thing that can prove Xier's life experience. After so many years of research, no one can figure it out. It's better to return it to its original owner.

She was startled, took the brocade bag, and looked at Feng Linshang in confusion.

"Look, this is yours."

"And one more thing……"

He had a feeling that Xier's background was not simple. After being bullied by the Zhongning Marquis' Mansion, the speed of its decline was simply unbelievable.

I wonder if it is a coincidence or someone is secretly fanning the flames?

Qingqing disappeared, but after so many years, why didn't she come to look for Xier?

The moon is above the eyebrows, in Lanchang Garden.

Feng Xili was lying on the bed in her boudoir, holding a transparent spherical stone in her hand. When she turned it left and right, the stone reflected colorful light.

Is it crystal?

She held it in her hand and observed it from front to back and from left to right. It was icy cold and slightly heavy to the touch, and crystal clear without a trace of impurities.

As I was watching, I fell asleep in a daze.

In a daze, she saw a very familiar person sitting beside her bed.

Just as he was about to stand up, the person who came stopped him with his hand and said, "I'll just say a few words and then leave."

She slept in a daze, unable to tell whether it was reality or a dream.

"You and I are destined to exchange lives in this life. Thank you for preserving my innocence in this life. I will also live well for you. For the rest of my life, all the relatives and friends here belong to you alone..."

The soft voice was a bit ethereal, and Feng Xili fell into a deeper sleep as she listened.

"Don't go yet... I can't handle Mu Mu..." She was talking in her sleep in a daze, smacking her lips and asking for food.

The man in black standing beside the bed listened to her dream talk word for word, and a trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.