After the arranged marriage, I pampered the sickly regent.

However, Ye Qingwu was surprised to find that the direction the talisman pointed to was inside the palace.

She looked up at the sky, a hint of unease in her eyes.

No, she had to find Zhan Sijing before dark.

Ye Qingwu dared not hesitate for a moment and immediately headed out of the mansion. Seeing this, Leng Feng quickly followed and asked nervously, "Your Highness, have you discovered the Prince's whereabouts?"

"Yes." Ye Qingwu nodded. "Following the guidance of the talisman, the prince is in the palace this time."

"In the palace?" Leng Feng was taken aback.

"Your Highness, if you enter the palace without a reason, it may cause unnecessary trouble."

Ye Qingwu paused. Leng Feng was right; the talisman she had given Zhan Sijing was damaged, which proved that Zhan Sijing was in danger.

If she is really in the palace, it won't help even if she uses the identity of the Regent's Consort.

"Leng Feng, what do you think of the Emperor's treatment of the Prince?"

Ye Qingwu lowered her eyes. As Zhan Sijing was, there were only a handful of people in the palace who would dare to lay a hand on him.

Moreover, was the emperor aware of the change in fate?

If he knew, Ye Qingwu dared not think any further.

Before finding Zhan Sijing's exact location, she must ensure her own safety, otherwise she might very well get herself killed as well.

That's right! The Imperial Preceptor's Residence.

Ye Qingwu narrowed her eyes slightly. She was now certain that the Imperial Advisor was the source of all this, and that the Imperial Advisor was also behind the switch of Zhan Sijing's and the Emperor's fates.

If we can find him, perhaps everything can be resolved.

"Your Highness, although the Prince is not the Emperor's biological son, his mother died in childbirth shortly after his birth. He was then entrusted to the late Emperor's concubine, who is now the Empress Dowager, for upbringing. It is precisely because of this that the Emperor and the Prince have an extremely close brotherly relationship."

Leng Feng told him everything he knew.

"However, if you are to enter the palace this time, I'm afraid you will have to report to the Emperor."

The prince has now disappeared without a trace. If something else happens to Ye Qingwu, the whole situation will truly be in chaos.

"Let's not go to the palace yet, let's go somewhere else."

Ye Qingwu's gaze was cold as she spoke to Leng Feng.

Leng Feng followed along, and was somewhat shocked when he saw the direction Ye Qingwu had gone.

"Your Highness, isn't this the Imperial Advisor's residence?"

Leng Feng exclaimed in surprise.

"Do you suspect that the prince's disappearance is related to the Grand Preceptor?"

"Whether it matters or not, we'll find out once we go in and take a look."

Ye Qingwu replied, but saw that there were no guards outside the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. As she approached with the cold wind, she saw that the gate of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion was half open.

It was as if they had anticipated their arrival.

Leng Feng gripped his sword and followed closely beside Ye Qingwu, vigilantly observing the surrounding movements.

Strangely, the grand Imperial Preceptor was unusually quiet, and all the maids and servants who served him had disappeared at this time.

Ye Qingwu suddenly sensed something unusual about the bead in the space. She took the bead out and saw it flashing green light continuously.

"here."

Ye Qingwu said to Leng Feng, and the two of them arrived behind a rockery one after the other.

When she stood in front of the artificial hill, the light of the beads dimmed considerably, which proved that there were interfering factors nearby.

"Cold Wind, check if there are any hidden mechanisms in this artificial hill."

Ye Qingwu said.

Upon hearing this, Leng Feng didn't dare to hesitate for a moment and indeed found the entrance hall in a corner of the artificial hill.

The moment they pressed the button on the entrance door, the surrounding artificial hills shifted, and a hidden passage appeared in front of them.

Ye Qingwu walked down the stairs, and when she reached the bottom, all the torches around her lit up, bringing with them countless plumes of black smoke.

She tossed a talisman into the air, and the black mist vanished instantly. Leng Feng watched all this with even greater astonishment.

"I never imagined that the Imperial Preceptor's residence would have a dungeon."

"Dungeon?"

Ye Qingwu walked forward, only to find that the surrounding paths were beginning to narrow.

"Your Highness, there is no road ahead."

"It's just a smokescreen."

Ye Qingwu disagreed, "Don't worry about the scenery in front of you, just keep moving forward."

Leng Feng froze, and when he looked ahead, there was indeed a wall with sharp nails on it. If he crashed into it directly, he would definitely be seriously injured.

Looking at Ye Qingwu again, she appeared indifferent, as if she were completely unaware of everything, and continued walking forward.

Leng Feng gripped his sword tightly and suddenly said, "Your Highness."

"Hmm?" Ye Qingwu looked at Leng Feng, puzzled.

But she saw that Leng Feng had already arrived in front of her.

Seeing this, Ye Qingwu suddenly realized what the other party wanted to do.

Although she had told Leng Feng that the scene around him was an illusion, everything around him looked so real.

The closer you get to that wall, the longer the sharp nails become, and even the slightest touch causes pain.

Without hesitation, Leng Feng rushed in, but the pain he felt earlier only lasted for a moment, and when he looked around again, everything had changed.

All around him were countless cages, each containing different people. These people had bluish-purple faces with black markings, making them look particularly terrifying.

"Don't go there."

Ye Qingwu stopped Leng Feng from going further to investigate.

I never imagined that this so-called national advisor would be so ruthless.

"Your Highness, could it be that they have already..." Leng Feng asked Ye Qingwu in shock and uncertainty.

"Yes." Ye Qingwu nodded. "These people can no longer be considered living people."

"He can only be considered a puppet."

"Once they are turned into puppets, there is no way to turn back. There is no other way but to get rid of them."

"Your Highness, what about the Prince?"

Hearing Ye Qingwu describe the cold wind, he felt even more uneasy about his master's situation.

Who would have thought that the imperial advisor, who was supposed to be praying for the people, would turn living people into puppets?

It's utterly shameful.

Ye Qingwu suppressed her irritation and did not answer Leng Feng's question.

It's impossible for her not to feel worried at all when she saw these puppets.

But right now, worrying won't solve anything.

Moreover, the purple aura is now returning to Zhan Sijing. If that imperial advisor really wants to do this, he should carefully consider whether he will suffer a backlash.

"Lu Yin?"

Ye Qingwu suddenly noticed the cage in the corner, and saw that the missing Lu Yin was locked inside.

How did he end up here?

Logically speaking, even though Lu Yin is the master of Medicine King Valley, the Imperial Preceptor would have to be wary of him if he wanted to take action, not to mention that he has a disciple named Su Yan in the capital.

However, Su Yan did not show any abnormality from beginning to end.

Thinking back to Su Yan's past interactions with Ye Qingzhu, Ye Qingwu's heart skipped a beat. Did this prove that the two had reached some kind of cooperation?