After the rebirth, the cold prince clings to me every day

Chapter 334 Weakness
After a long time, Feng Lisheng said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, in my previous life, I hurt you."

Now, all doubts are correct.In the previous life and the palace change in 29 years, it was King Yu on the surface, but in fact it was the prince.

Regardless of whether King Yu succeeds in the end, the prince can sit back and enjoy the success.

At that time, it was not as good as it is now, and the power secretly accumulated by the prince should not be underestimated.Brother Huang was imprisoned again.

And the only person who can restrain him is himself, so the crown prince killed Shen Mingjiao before he led his troops into the imperial city.Perhaps the crown prince has long seen that Shen Mingjiao is his only weakness.

The truth was exactly as the other party wished, after Shen Mingjiao's death, he seemed to have been robbed of his heart and soul, and he didn't care about anything anymore.Naturally, he has no intention of caring about the affairs of King Yu after his death.

He locked himself in Shen Mingjiao's courtyard, drank his sorrows all day long, and lived in a muddle. Later, after getting drunk once, he never woke up again.

Before that, he always felt that he didn't want to live anymore, but now that he thinks about it, his good nephew is probably indispensable for this.

Shen Mingjiao leaned in his arms and said softly: "No, since I married you and enjoyed the glory and wealth you brought me, I should also suffer the accidents caused by you. Husband and wife share weal and woe, it is unreasonable I only enjoy the good that you bring. And you too, do you feel bad about me being an orphan?"

Nowadays, an orphan girl represents celibacy, so it is difficult for such a girl to marry well.

Feng Lisheng's arms suddenly tightened: "Of course not, you are the best."

The deep and clear voice lingered in her ears, and Shen Mingjiao couldn't stand his occasional straight love talk the most.Leaning comfortably on his shoulder,

"So don't think too much, the past can't be changed, so why worry about it!" She straightened her body slightly,
"In order not to become your weakness, from today... oh no... or tomorrow, I will get up for morning exercises with you. In ten or eight years, I will strive to become a first-class master."

Feng Lisheng, who was in a depressed mood: "...No, you'd better continue to be my weakness!"

Shen Mingjiao glared at him without confidence: "Who do you look down on? I can already run around the martial arts training ground of the palace now, okay?"

Feng Lisheng didn't think much, and replied honestly: "Can anyone in the palace run at least three laps?"

Shen Mingjiao: "..." What if the fist is hard?
The two got bored for a while, and Shen Mingjiao asked him, "When do you plan to interrogate that Fan Changshi?"

At this point in the matter, they and the prince have officially met.What needs to be done now is naturally to collect evidence to pull the other party down from the position of prince.

Feng Lisheng straightened up, and helped her straighten her messy clothes and hair. "No hurry, wait a little longer."

Things are not as simple as Shen Mingjiao said, history is written by successful people, and in the face of absolute strength, they never pay attention to any evidence.

And these years, the crown prince has been hiding in the dark, and they don't even know how much power the other side has accumulated.

……

Seven days later, Fan Mansion.

At this time, people in the mansion became more and more panic-stricken, and all the servants and masters of the courtyards looked tense, as if there was a butcher knife on their heads that was about to fall.Master Fan was still sitting in the study, flipping through the classics and history books with a calm expression, Hongyu walked in with a food box.

Master Fan put down his pen and glanced at her casually: "Why are you here at this time?"

Hongyu lowered her head and said softly: "Seeing that you have been working hard in reading these few days, my concubine got up early in the morning and cooked you your favorite black chicken soup."

While speaking, she put down the food box and gently lifted the lid, and suddenly, a burst of rich fresh fragrance rushed to her face.

Master Fan sniffed it lightly, and immediately knew that it was made by Hongyu himself.

Knowing that he likes to drink chicken soup, Hongyu deliberately learns a good cooking skill in order to please him.

He said lightly, "I have a heart",
Seeing this, Hongyu seemed to be relieved, she picked up the soup bowl at the side and lightly scooped one up, and put it close to his hand. "Master, hurry up while it's hot."

Master Fan picked up the spoon, took a bite and slowly put it into his mouth.

Hongyu stood at the side with her head down, staring at the spoon he put into his lips little by little out of the corner of her eye, and unconsciously curled up her hand hanging by her side.

Seeing that the spoon was about to be put into his mouth, Master Fan suddenly turned his head to look over, and put the spoon back into the bowl heavily in his hand, making a crisp crashing sound.

He fixed his eyes on the beautiful woman in front of him: "You seem to want me to drink this soup very much,"

Hongyu's eyelashes trembled, and she forced a smile and said: "...Yes, this concubine spent a whole morning cooking this, master, you should try it anyway."

"That's it!"

Lord Fan smiled inexplicably: "Since Yuniang has put so much thought into this soup, then Yuniang should try it for me first!"

Cold sweat broke out on Hongyu's forehead. Under the oppression of his momentum, she finally couldn't bear it, and knelt down heavily with a pale face: "My lord... I... let me spare my concubine!"

Master Fan's eyes turned cold, and he swung the soup cup to the ground, Shen Sheng said: "He sent you here?"

Hongyu didn't answer, her body was trembling uncontrollably, this reaction already explained everything.

Master Fan sneered, "Okay, okay!"

Since he chose to follow the prince to do such unrighteous things, he guessed that the prince must have placed someone beside him.When this incident happened, he felt that he was considered a confidant in the prince's heart, and he was personally responsible for many things in secret. He thought that the prince would probably ask someone to save him.

Unexpectedly, he was really going to be silenced, and this person was still his favorite concubine.

He couldn't help but glance at Hongyu, who was pale but couldn't hide her appearance.

Hongyu is a Yangzhou skinny horse given to him by a colleague two years ago. Because it looks somewhat similar to the girl he admired when he was young, he is deeply in love with him.

But I never thought that this was actually a careful arrangement by the prince.

At this moment, he felt chills in his heart, and for the first time, he felt regretful, regretting that he had turned to the prince in order to make his way to the top.

But there is no turning back when he opens the bow, even if he confesses everything to King Su now, he has no chance of being alive.

He leaned over and stood in front of Hongyu, and said: "Tell your master, if I die, the things he did secretly will be made public."

He had long been anticipating this day.

……

In the evening, Mrs. Fan returned to the backyard, and Madam Fan had asked someone to prepare a meal.He sat down and began to eat.

"The new bamboo shoots in the kitchen, master eat more."

Seeing Mrs. Fan's body that has lost a lot of weight, Master Fan said softly: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

No matter how much he loves Hongyu, he can't surpass his wife.

"How about what I asked you to do?"

Mrs. Fan said in a low voice, "The lady who has already bought the food through the kitchen has sent the news."

Mr. Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Just in case, he sorted out all the correspondence with the prince over the years and some secret forces about the prince, and handed them over to one of Mrs. Fan's housekeepers.

Just let the steward find someone to spread the news to the East Palace.The prince had to save him.

Mrs. Fan scooped up a bowl of black chicken soup and handed it to him: "This is the black chicken soup made by my concubine in the kitchen. Grandpa, drink it while it's hot."

Master Fan frowned, because of the unhappiness during the day, he instinctively rejected the black chicken soup, but it was brought to him by his wife.He didn't think much of it, it was just a coincidence.

"Leave it alone!"

Master Fan ate a few mouthfuls of food, and saw Mrs. Fan glance at the bowl of black chicken soup from time to time.

What a familiar look!
His heart skipped a beat, because what happened during the day made him vigilant instinctively.

He put down his chopsticks and untied a key from his waist. "Go and get all the banknotes in the secret compartment."

Mrs. Fan only thought that he was arranging an escape route for him and the child, she felt relieved, took the key and entered the bedroom, and glanced at the soup bowl before leaving.

When the people left, Lord Fan asked the servant girl to bring the cat raised by Mrs. Fan in the yard.

He tore off a piece of meat and put it near the cat's mouth. After a while, amidst the maid's exclamation, the cat foamed at the mouth.Twitching and not moving.Mrs. Zhao who came over with the box froze on the spot.

Master Fan sat on the back of his chair without moving for a long time, and was murdered by two women within a day.Before Hongyu did this, he only felt angry.Because the other party is just a concubine for entertainment.But Mrs. Fan is the wife he is currently marrying.

He asked hoarsely, "Why?"

Up to now, Mrs. Fan no longer hides it: "I have always been the prince's man."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at him lightly: "Master has always known about the things you did secretly."

Hearing her calm tone, thinking of his wife's natal family, Chen's eldest son, who was accompanied by the prince, he understood everything in an instant.

"In the beginning, I didn't think of taking refuge in the crown prince. It was you and my uncle who often told me how virtuous the crown prince is.
It turns out that this was your calculation from the beginning. "

Mrs. Fan sneered: "Don't make yourself so innocent, it's not because you want to rise to the top and sit in a high position."

Master Fan looked at him, and suddenly laughed: "Okay, very good, that guy is really calculating!"

Mrs. Fan had completely lost her patience, and ordered the two nuns who were skilled in kung fu to hold her down. "Today you must die!"

Master Fan didn't struggle anymore, and looked at her with a sneer: "I'm dead, what can you, the wife of a criminal minister, get?"

(End of this chapter)