I'm already dressed like a fool, what's wrong with taking the regent into the bridal chamb

cry?

Is Feng Junxiao talking about himself?

Wen Qingzhi was held in Feng Yunxiao's arms and could not move. She tried to break free, but before she could separate, she was pushed back into his arms.

Feng Junxiao's heartbeat was strong and powerful. She put her ear against his strong chest and listened to Feng Junxiao's heartbeat.

Wen Qingzhi leaned in his arms, thinking about Chang Baicao and Zeng Qian's words and deeds, and couldn't help crying.

"Master, when Xiao Shitou takes over the Marquis' Mansion, you can come to my place. By that time, I will have died long ago. My yard will be yours."

"Master, poison can kill, but it can also save lives. I have been using poison to save lives my entire life, and I have never failed. Now with the blessing of Master's medical knowledge, I will definitely save more people."

"Master, when I grow old, I'll need your care..."

She and Chang Baicao were close friends, both mentors and friends, regardless of age. However, Chang Baicao had given her a lot.

Respect and love her.

If anyone wants to harm Wen Qingzhi, Chang Baicao will definitely stand up. Even the emperor will be poisoned to death by Chang Baicao!

It was such a person who was willing to protect her unconditionally, but he died in her first New Year in this world.

"Woo..."

A whimpering sound like a kitten came from Feng Junxiao's chest. Feng Junxiao lowered his head and looked at her slightly trembling shoulders. He raised his arms and covered Wen Qingzhi's thin figure with his wide sleeves.

"I won't let him die in vain."

Feng Yunxiao's eyes fell on Chang Baicao. The old man they were talking to yesterday was now a corpse...

All the past experiences between him and Chang Baicao appeared in his mind like a kaleidoscope.

Feng Yunxiao respects Chang Baicao.

Over the years, Chang Baicao had saved him many times. He couldn't count how many times Chang Baicao had pulled him back from the brink of death.

He originally thought that Chang Baicao had no other sons and daughters, and that he would take care of him in his old age and see him to the end of his life.

But I didn't expect that Chang Baicao would end up like this...

Could it be related to yesterday's assassin?

Just as he was thinking, Wen Qingzhi pinched his waist and said in a nasal voice, "Let me go and collect the elder's body."

After hearing this, Feng Junxiao let the man go.

The moment Wen Qingzhi poked her head out of his arms, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears and stepped to the other side of Chang Baicao, "Let's go together."

Feng Junxiao nodded and said, "Let me do it. It's New Year's Eve today, so don't touch me."

"..."

Wen Qingzhi was stunned when she saw the hand that blocked her away.

She was about to speak when she heard Feng Junxiao say, "It's a new year, everything will go smoothly, don't touch-"

Feng Junxiao looked at the corpse in front of him, his eyes flickering, "Corpse."

According to his temperament, he would definitely use the word "filthy" to describe it. But not only did he not say that, he also stepped forward to embrace Chang Baicao's body and carefully carried it to the bed.

The moment he hugged Chang Baicao, the wound on Feng Junxiao's body was torn open, and some blood seeped through his inner clothes.

Wen Qingzhi was close to him, only a few meters away, and Feng Junxiao also seemed to be struggling. When he came back, a drop of sweat slid across his forehead.

When Feng Yunxiao came to her side, he brushed past her shoulder. The moment he turned around, he linked his fingers with Wen Qingzhi's and put something into her hand.

The two looked at each other, and Wen Qingzhi raised her hand to wipe away the sweat for him as if possessed by a ghost.

Zheng Lin caught this action and felt a little jealous.

Mother Zheng had been keeping an eye on him. Seeing his cold face, she walked up to him and tugged at his sleeve without leaving any trace.

Mother Zheng slowly shook her head. Zheng Lin gritted his teeth and put on his cold look again.

"I need to perform an autopsy on Grandma Chang to determine the specific circumstances and cause of his death."

Wen Qingzhi said, looking at Chang Yan, "You come with me."

As she spoke, she looked up at everyone present. After not finding the person she wanted to see, Wen Qingzhi lowered her eyes, murderous intent emanating from her.

"Where's Wang Yi? Is he dead?"

He lived in the same courtyard with Chang Baicao, but Wang Yi had not shown up since the incident.

With such a loud noise, can't it wake him up?

There were many reasons why he didn't come, but Wen Qingzhi didn't want to think about the last one. If she did, Wang Yi would surely die.

“Spring rain!”

Wen Qingzhi shouted outside, "Go call Wang Yi over!"

"Yes!"

Chunyu responded through the window and hurriedly knocked on Wang Yi's door.

After a while, when no one answered, Chunyu pushed open the door and went in, only to find that the room was empty.

"Girl, he's not in the room!"

Chunyu ran back, shouting, "He's not here!"

In an instant, Chang Yan, who was tidying up Chang Baicao's appearance, got up from the bed and rushed outside, directly into Wang Yi's room.

The brazier in the house was empty, proving that he hadn't lit it last night.

Chang Yan ran to the bed. The bedding was neatly folded and a set of clean clothes was placed on it.

It seems that this was prepared by Wang Yi last night.

He was away, and it looked as if he hadn't come back all night.

Where has he gone!

Why did he disappear when his master died?

Chang Yan's eyes were bloodshot, she couldn't help breathing heavily, and her shoulders began to tremble. She thought of something she didn't dare to admit.

At this time, Wen Qingzhi and others also followed. Seeing the empty room, Wen Qingzhi instantly became furious and ordered sternly: "Zhang He, Zhang Liang, go find Wang Yi. If he's dead, we must see his body!"

"Yes!"

We don’t know what the situation is right now, but based on Wen Qingzhi’s understanding of Wang Yi, Wang Yi must be related to the cause of Chang Baicao’s death.

In the past, Wang Yi respected Chang Baicao very much. Even if Chang Baicao was injured, let alone died, Wang Yi would immediately appear.

Under the current circumstances, no one knows where Wang Yi has gone, which basically proves that he is absconding for fear of crime.

But, if it was really Wang Yi who did it, what was he trying to achieve?

Chang Baicao is his master, the master who raised him since he was a child!

A teacher is like a father to others. What on earth could have caused Wang Yi to take such a cruel action against Chang Baicao?

"Azhi..."

Chang Yan walked towards Wen Qingzhi and said, "If he really did it, don't kill him. Leave him to me."

Chang Yan felt hopeless. She didn't even dare to think about what would happen if Wang Yi was the murderer of Chang Baicao.