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

Hearing Wen Qingzhi's concern for him, Feng Junxiao felt inexplicably happy. But looking at Chang Baicao's corpse, he couldn't smile at all.

"Uncle Wang."

Wen Qingzhi called out to Butler Wang, who was standing at the door, and said, "Give orders. From today onwards, the Marquis' Mansion is not allowed to display lanterns and decorations or set off fireworks for three years. Every year on this day, a libation must be offered to Mr. Chang."

As she spoke these words, her voice became lower and lower.

Everyone could hear the sob in her voice.

"Yes, I will give you the instructions now."

Today is New Year's Eve, a day when families should be reunited, but a murder has occurred in the mansion. The elders in the mansion are very distressed for Wen Qingzhi.

I feel sorry for her because she finally stopped being stupid and could live a good life, but things kept happening one after another.

Uncle Wang called all the servants out, and he was still thinking on the way.

I think God is really blind!

Let his daughter suffer like this...

"You must all remember what the young lady said just now! As long as you are still in the Marquis' Mansion and are still a member of the Marquis' Mansion, you must not forget it!"

There are not many servants in the mansion, and everyone can remember what they hear in just a few words.

"Yes!"

……

"Today is New Year's Eve, a day of universal celebration, not a time for music and dancing. Mr. Chang's funeral will be simple, and everyone in the Marquis's Mansion will wear mourning for him. Three days later, we will find a good feng shui site for his burial."

Wen Qingzhi closed her eyes in pain, letting the tears slide from the corners of her eyes, fall into her neck and disappear.

"It's going to be a big deal."

Feng Junxiao spoke, his eyes deep.

Wen Qingzhi couldn't help but frown, "Feng Junxiao, do you still think my Marquis Mansion is not miserable enough?"

Chang Baicao’s death was most likely a warning from Feng Yunsu to her.

She kept wondering who would do this. Thinking about what had happened in the past two days, it could only be the one in the palace.

Maybe he thought that Feng Junxiao was back and that he would cooperate with him, so he used this method to warn him.

If this is what she really thought, she should not listen to Feng Junxiao at this time.

She couldn't let the fight between the two brothers involve anyone in her mansion.

"Chang Lao is the number one ghost doctor in the Northern Sea. He has saved countless lives. How can his funeral be so sloppy?"

After he finished speaking, he walked out alone, "I will ask the emperor about this matter, you don't have to worry."

His tall figure reflected in Wen Qingzhi's eyes looked extremely lonely.

Why does this emotion come to my mind?

Wen Qingzhi lowered her head, glanced at Chang Baicao, who looked calm, and said to Feng Yunxiao, "I will go with you to the palace to see the emperor."

As she spoke, she walked towards Feng Yunxiao, "Chang Lao is my nominal apprentice. It's my job as the master to plead for him."

Feng Yunsu might be waiting in the palace at this moment, waiting for Feng Yunxiao to plead for mercy so that he can humiliate him.

In that moment, Wen Qingzhi was unwilling.

I don’t want Feng Junsu to feel happy!

"Nonsense."

Feng Junxiao frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "What are you going to do on New Year's Eve today?"

"..."

The moment their eyes met, Feng Junxiao's gaze became erratic and evasive.

Wen Qingzhi didn't answer, but looked at the crowd behind her. When her eyes fell on Chang Yan and Chang Baicao, she became extremely determined.

"Chang Lao and I were both our teacher and friend. I couldn't let his death be in vain."

"you--"

Feng Junxiao had just opened his mouth when Wen Qingzhi had already passed him and left.

Feng Junxiao had no choice but to chase after him, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you go?"

Wen Qingzhi stared straight ahead, her back straight, "No matter what the outcome is, I will bear it."

"You can handle it, but what about them?"

Wen Qingzhi's footsteps came to an abrupt halt. She mechanically turned her head and looked at the people in the room, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

them……

"them……"

Yes.

What should we do with these people?

If it was as she thought, Chang Baicao's death was because she and Feng Yunxiao were too close, and Feng Yunsu was using it to wake her up.

If I go into the palace with Feng Junxiao again, wouldn't that confirm that something is going on between them?

Then, the Zheng family, who is close to him, will be the first to be targeted.

The Zheng family members in the house could see Wen Qingzhi's hesitation. After thinking it over again and again, Zheng's father and mother supported each other and went out to Wen Qingzhi.

They looked at Wen Qingzhi with a smile and said, "Given the current situation, I'm afraid the mansion can't hold a New Year's celebration. But it's a new year after all, and it wouldn't be nice if we don't hold one."

"We have several shops in Beijing. Why don't we let the people from the mansion go to our place first? After New Year's Eve, it won't be too late for us to come back and mourn for Mr. Chang. What do you think?"

Mother Zheng's face was filled with worry. She stepped forward, held Wen Qingzhi's hand tightly, and said, "Our shop will always be open to you."

Wen Qingzhi knew about those shops.

Zheng Yue had also taken her there. There was a room with a secret passage in the backyard that led directly to the outside of the city.

Hearing what Zheng's mother said, Wen Qingzhi understood that she had thought of a way out.

In an instant, Wen Qingzhi was moved by Zheng's mother.

She sobbed twice, tears falling, "I'll just follow my mother's arrangements."

"it is good."

Mother Zheng held Wen Qingzhi's hand tightly and squeezed it, "Good child, then I will arrange it for you."

"it is good."

Wen Qingzhi nodded, "In that case, you two can go first, mother."

"Okay, then..."

Mother Zheng looked at Feng Yunxiao and said, "Please wait for a moment, Your Highness. We will pack up and go there to celebrate the New Year."

"Ah."

Feng Yunxiao's attitude towards her was neither cold nor hot, and she could understand what they were saying between the lines.

With Feng Yunxiao's consent, they immediately ordered people to pack up.

After about an hour, almost everything was packed. Wen Qingzhi's belongings were packed into two boxes, mostly containing her personal belongings, as well as things left behind by her parents and brother.

I brought almost no money with me.

What Zheng's mother thought was that the Zheng family was not short of money.

Looking at their departing backs, Wen Qingzhi's eyes gradually grew colder. After their figures disappeared from her sight, she looked at Feng Junxiao.

"Let's go too."

"Ah."

The two turned around, one in black and one in white, walking in the snow. The perfect height difference created a beautiful picture.

After getting on the carriage, Feng Yunxiao took out a hand warmer from somewhere and handed it to Wen Qingzhi, "It's cold, take it."

"Thank you."

Wen Qingzhi thanked him indifferently and asked him, "What do you think?"

"What do you mean?"

Wen Qingzhi raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes looking at him without any emotion, "Mu Qian's matter..."

"It's already being processed. This matter won't be difficult for you."

"what?"

"I will take care of Chang Lao's affairs. Just mind your own business and don't say anything when you get there."

"What are you going to do about it?"

Wen Qingzhi sneered, "Mr. Chang is different from others. To me, he is very important. If it is really what I think, I will not let him go!"