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

"How are you going to keep him from being let go?"

Feng Yunxiao frowned, his eyes filled with helplessness, and spoke with a hint of sarcasm, "Wen Qingzhi, don't overestimate your own abilities and try to challenge someone you have no chance of winning against."

"How do you know I have no chance of winning?"

Wen Qingzhi looked at him and said calmly, "Feng Yunxiao, there are only people in this world that I don't want to kill, but no one I can't kill."

Her eyes were like frost, cold and terrifying.

Feng Junxiao suddenly remembered the weapons she had taken out.

Feng Yunsu had sent people to ask about those things, but Feng Yunxiao had only found an excuse to get away with it. Today, when he meets the emperor, he's afraid Feng Yunsu won't give up until he gets a satisfactory answer.

He lowered his eyes with a hint of sadness in them, and sat quietly, like a wounded beast.

"After we meet the emperor, I will speak first, and you will listen from the side."

As they approached the palace gate, Feng Yunxiao said, "Be more alert. I don't need to teach you what to say and what not to say, do I?"

Wen Qingzhi didn't understand what he meant. Ever since Feng Junxiao came back, she felt like he had become a different person.

She didn't say a word until the people outside reminded them to get off the carriage, then she stood up and followed Feng Junxiao down.

As soon as he got off the carriage, Eunuch Dai came up to him with a smile, "This old servant greets His Majesty. How is His Majesty doing these days?"

"Why is Miss Wen coming to the palace on New Year's Eve?"

Another wrinkle appeared on Eunuch Dai's face. He looked at Feng Yunxiao with a hint of heartache in his eyes. "I heard that the prince was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

Facing Eunuch Dai, Feng Junxiao's hostility lessened a little, and his tone was not so harsh.

He nodded and said, "Thanks to Mr. Chang, I'm fine now."

As he spoke, Feng Junxiao's eyes turned and he saw a hint of panic on Eunuch Dai's face. At this moment, he was even more convinced that Chang Lao's death was related to Feng Junsu.

"Mr. Chang is a skilled doctor. With him here, the prince will be fine."

Eunuch Dai felt guilty when he said this. He quickened his pace, but he didn't dare to go past Feng Yunxiao.

Wen Qingzhi was next to Feng Yunxiao and could see every move of Eunuch Dai clearly.

She gritted her teeth secretly and sneered in her heart.

On New Year's Eve, Feng Yunsu was still reviewing memorials in the Yangxin Palace, looking incredibly tired.

As soon as Feng Junxiao entered the room, he immediately waved to Feng Junxiao, "You're here."

"Come quickly and help me review the memorials. I'm dying of exhaustion!"

Feng Junsu stood up and walked towards them while stretching his muscles. When he saw Wen Qingzhi again, he slowly raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his lips, "What's the matter with you two getting together again today?"

"I have been recuperating in the Marquis' Mansion. Doesn't the Emperor know about this?"

Feng Yunxiao looked up, his face stern, "I came here today with injuries, and I have a favor to ask."

He took a step forward, and his tall figure blocked Wen Qingzhi's sight, hiding her firmly behind him.

The thin figure disappeared from sight, and Feng Yunsu felt disappointed.

He walked up to me, with a forced smile, and asked, "Do you have something to ask me? This is the first time I've heard you say that."

"Tell me what it is. I'll see if you agree to it."

Feng Yunsu's eyes were full of amusement. It was the first time in all these years that he saw his younger brother lower his head. It was very interesting.

"Mr. Chang was assassinated last night in the Marquis's residence. I beg the Emperor to grant permission for his funeral to be held in the middle of the year."

The eyes that were originally staring at Feng Yunxiao were instantly retracted.

As Feng Junsu withdrew his gaze, the smile on his lips disappeared and he frowned slightly, "Did Mr. Chang get harmed by someone?"

Feng Yunsu's tone sounded a little unconvinced, and he shook his head repeatedly, as if Feng Yunxiao was joking with him. "It's not auspicious to say such things on the New Year."

"Who is Chang Lao? He's a ghost doctor and a master of poison. Ordinary bandits can't get close to him, let alone if something happens in the Marquis's mansion."

He waved his hands. "Impossible."

He seemed to be unconvinced, but the corners of his mouth that he couldn't suppress betrayed him.

"Whether the minister is joking or not, the emperor will know once he sends someone to investigate."

Feng Yunxiao said coldly, "If not, why would Miss Wen enter the palace today?"

When Wen Qingzhi heard Feng Junxiao calling her, she knew it was time for her to appear.

She took a step forward and saluted.

"Your Majesty, everything the Regent said is true. The ghost doctor Chang Baicao was assassinated in my mansion last night. When we found him this morning, he was gone."

Her tone was quiet and no emotion could be heard.

Feng Yunsu looked at the cup in his hand, shaking it slightly to see when the water inside would spill out.

After a while, he let out a faint "Oh".

"The dead cannot be resurrected, so don't be sad."

His light words seemed to tell Wen Qingzhi: I'm dead, so what?

"Today is New Year's Eve, a great day for the whole country to celebrate. Are we going to make all the people in the capital have a miserable New Year just because of a dead person?"

"Those refugees in the capital have finally settled down. Are we going to make them sad because of a dead person on such a festive day?"

Feng Yunsu's expression turned cold, and he snorted coldly. He fixed his gaze on Feng Yunxiao and said, "It's okay if she's ignorant, but why are you fooling around with her?"

"Yunxiao, this is not like you."

Just a few simple words denied the two people's intentions.

"I will not make a big fuss about it. I just want to bury Chang Lao according to the custom three days later. I—"

Before she could finish her words, the rest of her words were choked in her throat by Feng Junsu.

Feng Yunsu said coldly: "How outrageous!"

He glanced at Wen Qingzhi with a contemptuous look and said, "Who do you think you are?"

"According to the customs of the Northern Ocean, wouldn't that be considered a grand celebration?"

"Wen Qingzhi, the situation in the Beiming War is tense right now, with disasters continuing. Who do you think is to blame?"

Feng Yunsu raised his voice, "Have you not heard the rumors on the street?"

"The Marquis' Mansion is now like fish on the chopping board. If you do anything that will incite public outrage again, I will not be able to protect you!"

After saying that, Feng Yunsu flicked his sleeves and said, "I only allow you to keep the body for half a day. In the afternoon, find some bedding, secretly send the body out, and bury it!"

"..."

After he said this, the air in the store seemed to freeze.

The air pressure on Wen Qingzhi and Feng Yunxiao gradually decreased. Wen Qingzhi stood in place, her wide sleeves covering her clenched fists.

She clenched her back teeth to prevent the tears from falling.