Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 29
The room was surprisingly quiet, except for the slight breathing of the two, there was nothing else.

Ling Youyao met his gaze, and her voice was a bit awkward: "Of course I'm afraid, if something happens to you, my lord, wouldn't I want to be a widow? I don't want to be a widow."

Ordinary people can still remarry, but she has been enshrined in the royal family, and she will never be able to get rid of Fu Mingjue in this life.

Fu Mingjue's eyes were filled with small smiles, and he said meaningfully: "Don't worry, I won't make you a widow."

"That's good." He still has a conscience.

Unexpectedly, Fu Mingjue said another sentence: "Even if you die, this king will drag you with you, and will never leave you to live alone."

"You!" Ling Youyao was extremely angry, she really shouldn't care about him!

Fu Mingjue snorted: "Come up, sleep with me."

Forced by his lust, Ling Youyao reluctantly climbed onto the bed, but as soon as she lay down, an extra arm appeared on her body.

Dead again!
Ling Youyao gritted her teeth and said, "My lord, can you take your hand away? I'm so overwhelmed that I can't breathe."

"No."

Although Fu Mingjue said that he couldn't do it, he raised his hand a little bit.

Ling Youyao noticed his small movements, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, a duplicity man.

But in two days, the situation in the capital changed quietly, the Xu family left the capital quietly, the Feng family disappeared overnight, the wailing in the prison of the Ministry of Justice continued, and the intermittent cries of women and children disturbed people.

As the mastermind of this case, Feng Zonghai was locked in a cell alone. The cell was dank and damp, and under the rotten and smelly straw was the home of insects and rats.

Feng Zonghai sat on the wet ground with his head down. His old body was already covered with blood, and he had already been tortured.

But he only admitted the crime of stealing ordnance.

In the dark prison, the jailer drank and snored on the table, unaware that someone had opened the door of the cell.

"You..." Feng Zonghai looked at the man in black in astonishment, his chapped lips muttered, unable to say a word.

"My lord, it's me." A clear female voice sounded.

Feng Zonghai was terrified, stood up regardless of the pain, and pushed her out: "Who are you? I've already said what I need to say, what else are you here for?"

"Go quickly!"

The last sentence was deliberately lowered when he approached that person.

But the woman held his hand instead: "Don't worry, my lord, they are all drugged and won't wake up for a while."

Feng Zonghai looked out suspiciously, but there was no movement outside.

After a long time, he sighed deeply: "What are you doing here?"

"If I don't come, is your lord planning to die silently like this?" the black-robed woman said calmly.

Feng Zonghai dragged his heavy body and knelt down slowly, with a trembling voice: "Your Highness, I am sorry for you. If it were not for my negligence for a while, our plan for so many years would not come to naught."

The black-robed woman knelt down and held his arm, with hatred flashing in her eyes: "It's not your fault, but Fu Mingjue's being too cautious. He has done everything flawlessly, but he still doesn't want to be punished by him." Found a flaw!"

"I will avenge this revenge."

But Feng Zonghai said: "Your Highness, no! Now that the entire Feng family is in prison, if King Jing wants to investigate, he will be able to find out the details of the Feng family. At this moment, His Highness must not act rashly. Once His Highness's identity is exposed, then Daying is the real one." is dead!"

"Do you want me to watch the Feng family die for me?"

"Your Highness!" Feng Zonghai broke free from her hand, and kowtowed heavily, "My son has already fled with the military talisman. Your Highness only needs to find him and take back the military talisman. At that time, Yuan Wuwei will be there to protect His Highness."

Speaking of Feng Yuanshan, the black-robed woman smiled sadly: "My lord, when I came, I heard that King Jing had killed Mr. Feng in Huixian Tower tonight."

"What?!" Feng Zonghai exclaimed in astonishment, the blood in his chest surged, and he spit out blood!
"My lord!" The black-robed woman hurriedly supported him, thought of countless words of comfort, and finally reduced it to two words: "My condolences."

Feng Zonghai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sighed: "If you have no country, how can you come home?"

"Although my son is dead, the soldier talisman is still there. Yuanwu Guard is the foundation of my Daying. Although King Jing'an hunted and killed the remnants of Yuanwu Guard, there are still many people who survived. With them, Daying will be restored." Just around the corner."

Feng Zonghai solemnly confessed: "Your Highness, you must take back the soldier talisman!"

"I know."

Although she didn't know where Feng Yuanshan hid the soldier talisman, since he had never left the capital, the soldier talisman must still be in the capital.

Feng Zonghai got up and turned his back to her, with a hint of determination in his cloudy eyes: "Your Highness, you should go."

The black-robed woman took a deep look at him, leaving only two words: "Treasure."

The moonlight was bright outside, and the crying gradually subsided, only the person in the nightmare uttered a frightened raving occasionally, while a muffled sound suddenly came from the dark and cramped cell.
In the early morning of the next day, Ling Youyao was forced to follow Fu Mingjue to get up early for dinner.

Looking at Fu Mingjue who was refreshed and drinking porridge slowly, Ling Youyao said that she was really sleepy!
"Will you be full just watching me eat?" Fu Mingjue raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Ling Youyao picked up the bowl and said in a low voice, "Aren't you sleepy when you get up so early every day?"

"My king is busy with government affairs and has many things to deal with, unlike some people."

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Ling Youyao poked the dumplings in the bowl, and said quietly: "Who told me to marry a good husband, who will not worry about food and clothing, what else can I do except sleep?"

The palace is so big, there are senior executives who take care of internal and external affairs, and Fu Mingjue didn't plan to let her take over the housekeeping. Even Yinzhu and Lubao have things to do, so she is the most free.

Fu Mingjue's brows and eyes were stained with joy, and he said, "It's not that there are other things to do."

"What?" Ling Youyao asked.

Fu Mingjue took out his handkerchief, wiped his mouth calmly, and said, "Just serve me well."

Ling Youyao's hands trembled, and the chopsticks almost fell to the ground. Serve. She's not a maid!

At this time, Jiang Liu hurried in: "My lord."

When Fu Mingjue saw Jiang Liu, the joy in his eyes disappeared, and he returned to his usual indifference: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Liu said: "Feng Zonghai is dead."

Fu Mingjue's eyes sank, then he got up and strode out.

When Ling Youyao heard Feng Zonghai's name, she lost the mood to eat.

Feng Zonghai, as the mastermind of this case of stealing ordnance, died in prison without knowing why. Did he commit suicide or was he silenced?
There are many fragments in Ling Youyao's mind. The more I want to know about the Feng family and the previous dynasty, the more I can't remember it.

She turned to Yinzhu and said, "Help me find some history books."

If you want to know how the Feng family is related to the previous dynasty, you must start from the source.

(End of this chapter)