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

This question left Feng Yunxiao speechless.

Wen Qingzhi caught every subtle change in his brows. His look of surprise was rare to see.

Wen Qingzhi's brows relaxed, a hint of smile etched in her eyes. She asked, "What does the Regent want from me again?"

"..."

Feng Yunxiao originally thought that she would ask some shocking question, and was thinking about how to respond, but he didn't expect that she would ask this.

The words he had prepared suddenly became unspeakable, and Feng Junxiao felt speechless.

"It doesn't matter."

Wen Qingzhi spoke first and said, "Your Highness helped me with the matter with Mr. Chang today. In the future, if there is anything I can do, I will also help Your Highness."

After saying this, Wen Qingzhi's expression paused slightly.

She would never say such words before.

I was so conflicted, I didn't know why, but my heart was rippled and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

She avoided Feng Yunxiao's fiery gaze, turned her head aside, and blinked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

The temperature inside the carriage seemed a bit high, and Wen Qingzhi felt her cheeks burning. She glanced around and didn't seem to see where he had placed the stove.

At this moment, Wen Qingzhi was like a flower about to bloom, her red eyes as light as the alluring dew on the petals. She looked uneasy, a bit shy like a little girl, completely different from her usual cold and frosty self.

Feng Yunxiao knew everything that happened in the palace. Otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed back in such a hurry...

Thinking of this, Feng Junxiao found himself a little funny.

He chuckled, a little sarcastically at himself.

His actions today were not what he normally did. What on earth was wrong with him...

The atmosphere between the two was somewhat awkward, and it was Feng Junxiao who spoke first to break the silence. He asked, "What are your plans next?"

It was obvious that Chang Lao's death had dealt a heavy blow to Wen Qingzhi. Otherwise, she wouldn't have acted like a little girl in front of Feng Yunsu, crying like a little girl.

"Step by step."

Wen Qingzhi spoke stiffly.

Right now, she really didn't know what to do.

I wanted to find out the cause of my family's death, but the more I looked, the deeper the water became. There was no way to get to the bottom of it. The clues were so few and far between that I had no idea where to start.

She had no connections or close friends in the capital, and the only person she could possibly connect with was Feng Yunxiao. This was also why she tolerated Feng Yunxiao again and again. Because they were both clear-headed and understood what they could gain from each other.

"What about you?"

It was rare for the two of them to have such a calm conversation, and Wen Qingzhi couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

"Go west and put down the Rongdi invasion."

"It's not like the North Sea doesn't have generals, and you're not the only one who can handle these trivial matters."

"You and I both know the reason, so why ask again?"

There was helplessness in Feng Junxiao's words. He leaned tiredly against the carriage, with a rare sense of relaxation on his body.

Wen Qingzhi looked at him without saying a word, observing his expression intently.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived at the Marquis' Mansion."

Mu Qian's stiff voice came from outside the door.

Feng Junxiao then opened his tired eyes, bloodshot, and said, "Let's go."

The two men got off the carriage, and the eunuchs who were delivering the imperial edict from the palace also followed. The scene was so grand that some passersby stopped to watch.

"It's time for you to go."

While listening to the eunuch's announcement, Wen Qingzhi reminded Feng Yunxiao.

Feng Yunxiao stood beside her, raised his right hand slightly, and used his cloak to shield her from the wind and snow.

"Someone died in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Not far away, someone murmured, "A death on New Year's Day is too unlucky!"

"That's right...Ever since Miss Wen recovered, things have never been peaceful in the Marquis' Mansion. There are always problems."

"Isn't it? Ever since she recovered, our Bei Ming has been plagued by disasters one after another... People say it's her fault, and she's drained all of our Bei Ming's blessings!"

"..."

The eunuch who was announcing the decree overheard the back-and-forth chatter from the audience. He looked embarrassed and said, "Prince Regent, Miss Wen, I will take my leave now."

He turned around and left with his men, leaving Wen Qingzhi and the others standing in the wind and snow, listening to the rumors.

Feng Junxiao looked down at her.

Wen Qingzhi stepped out from under his cover with a calm expression, looking at the people in front of her with calm eyes.

She spoke slowly, "I don't know where you heard those rumors, but last night there was an assassination attempt on the Marquis's Mansion, and the ghost doctor Chang Baicao was killed. It's a heartbreaking thing, and I didn't want to argue with you, but now I feel... it's necessary."

Wen Qingzhi raised her voice, "I've heard all the rumors going around in the capital lately. Rumors about disasters all over the North Sea being caused by me..."

She laughed out loud. "I thought rumors would stop with the wise. But I didn't expect there would be so many people who couldn't figure it out. Beiming's fortune is prosperous. If I alone could cause Beiming to be like this, then I can only say... Beiming's fortune has come to an end."

"My God!"

Many people below were shocked and cried out in surprise.

"How dare she say that! Isn't this a curse on the North Sea?!"

"If a country can be destroyed just because of a few words from a weak woman like me, then there is no need for this country to exist, right, Regent?"

"exactly."

Feng Yunxiao spoke up to prove her point, "It's just a natural disaster. It has nothing to do with her."

The simple four words 'it has nothing to do with her' made Wen Qingzhi's heart tremble.

Feng Junxiao is the first person who can defend Bei Ming in front of so many people, even at the cost of belittling her.

After saying this, Feng Junxiao asked Mu Qian to order people to hang up all the things he had prepared. He led Wen Qingzhi into the mansion to take a last look at Chang Baicao.

Chang Baicao's body was placed in the front hall. When Feng Yunxiao left the palace, he specially sent Zhang Ye to notify them to come back.

Wen Qingzhi stood before him holding the imperial edict, tears streaming down her face.

"The Emperor said that it is not appropriate to play music on New Year's Eve. So -"

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of suona suddenly rang out. She looked at Feng Yunxiao with eyes wide open in disbelief, "You——"

The only one who dares to do this is Feng Junxiao!

"You are openly defying my orders!"

"so what?"

Feng Junxiao walked over to her with a calm expression, "I know you want to do this."

"..."

Her heart felt like it was being torn apart by a cat's claws, and Wen Qingzhi didn't understand what Feng Junxiao was doing.

Today, he has done too many things to disobey the imperial order for his own sake.

"The suona is already playing. Even if I stop, it would be disobeying the emperor's order. Mr. Chang has lived a miserable life. He should leave in peace."

Feng Yunxiao stepped forward, lit three incense sticks, kowtowed, and said to Wen Qingzhi, "It's getting late, it's time to send Mr. Chang on his way."

Zhang Ye had collected many of the items from funeral shops, and many were incomplete. Even the coffin Chang Baicao was not suitable.

Looking at the scattered things, Wen Qingzhi shed tears quietly.