On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 85 Related to the murder case
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Ye Zhiyu's eyes almost darkened when he heard this. Wasn't Feng Wuming still fine before she went out?

Why can't I do this in just half a day?

Ye Zhiyu was about to rush in, but was caught by the housekeeper.

Ye Zhiyu was so anxious and wanted to get rid of the butler that he realized that although the butler was wailing loudly, he didn't shed a single tear.

Taking a closer look, the housekeeper was winking at her with exaggerated movements.

Although Ye Zhiyu didn't understand the reason, he could figure it out. It must be something else, so he followed the butler's movements and pinched his arm a few times.

When the housekeeper saw Ye Zhiyu reacting, the two of them entered the inner courtyard crying and screaming together.

However, when they arrived at Feng Wuming's dormitory, the guards were not as relaxed as at the gate. Two guards with swords glanced coldly and stood in front of Ye Zhiyu.

"Dali Temple is handling a case, and there are many people waiting, and they don't wait to come in or out!"

Dali Temple?Ye Zhiyu was stunned when he heard this, why did Fu Jingtong lead people to the palace without saying a word.

Handle a case, what case?

Seeing their attitude, the housekeeper was really furious.

"What are you waiting for? I am the housekeeper of this house! Miss Wang is our prince's doctor! You are using chicken feathers as arrows here. Be careful, I will go to the Yamen, and we will not be in trouble!"

"What are you so anxious about, old man?" A white-faced middle-aged man came out of the inner courtyard and gently pushed the guards aside by their shoulders.

"My subordinates are all stupid and young, and they have no eyesight. This makes me angry. He must make amends to me."

Seeing that the white-faced man was about to bow his head to the end, the butler, who was white and did not dare to be worshiped by an official, hurriedly helped him up.

The white-faced man didn't shirk. Shi Shiran straightened up and cast his slender eyes around Ye Zhiyu.

"This must be Tianshi Wang. He has heard about the previous powerful power, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to meet Tianshi in the palace today."

Ye Zhiyu took half a step back warily, "Your Excellency, I have heard about you for a long time, but I still don't know your name?"

"It's rude of me," the white-faced man smiled, "He Zhenzhi, the minister of Dali Temple, is here to attend official business at the palace today. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me."

From the corner of his eye, Ye Zhiyu saw the housekeeper's eyes burning, and knew that the "offensive" words spoken by He were probably not modest words.

However, he also made a full gesture and held an official position, which made it difficult for people to find fault with him.

Not wanting to get too entangled with this scheming person, Ye Zhiyu bowed and said, "Thanks to Mr. He for your love, I just heard that the prince was not well when I entered the house. Now, can you be accommodating and let me in to see the prince?" Condition?"

He Zhenzhi raised his eyebrows in pretense of surprise, "It's because I am ignorant. I only heard that Master Wang Tianshi is very good at Taoism, but I didn't know that you actually have the ability to cure diseases and save people."

"But since the prince is seriously ill, Wang Tianshi doesn't have to wait around, but he still has the leisure and elegance to go out and play?"

The probing look in He Zhenzhi's eyes was too obvious. Ye Zhiyu didn't want to show off, but he still had no choice but to open the medicine box in his hand.

"I just left the house to buy medicine for the prince. If you don't believe me, you can send the pharmacy clerk to confront me."

"What are you talking about, Tianshi Wang?" He Zhenzhi waved his hand, "It sounds like I am suspicious of you. Isn't that just a quarrel?"

Ye Zhiyu gritted his teeth and smiled, "If Master He wants to establish a relationship with me, there will be many opportunities in the future. But if we continue to delay like this now, I'm afraid that the prince won't be able to wait any longer!" "Oh, yes, yes," He Zhenzhi slapped his forehead, " Look at me, I was just chatting with Tianshi Wang, and I forgot about such important matters. Wang Tianshi, please come in quickly!"

As soon as Ye Zhiyu entered the bedroom, he saw Feng Wuming lying on the couch with a pale face.

She hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Feng Wuming's wrist to check his pulse, but she saw that he took advantage of her body to block her sight, opened his eyes and blinked at her.

Knowing that Feng Wuming was also acting, Ye Zhiyu felt relieved.

But He Zhenzhi's eyes could still be felt behind him, and Ye Zhiyu cursed a few times in his heart before standing up.

"How long has the prince been unconscious?" Ye Zhiyu asked the housekeeper with a frown.

"It's been about half an hour and I haven't woken up yet."

Ye Zhiyu shook his head at He Zhenzhi with an apologetic look, "Master He, I'm really sorry. You have also seen that the prince is in a bad situation right now. I am afraid that if you want to discuss something with him, you will have to discuss it again." Wait a few days until he gets better."

"It doesn't matter," He Zhenzhi said with a smile, as if he was waiting for Ye Zhiyu to prevaricate him.

"I suspect that the prince is related to the murder of an official a few days ago. Since I can't question him now, I will take him back to Dali Temple and ask the prince again when he wakes up."

"What did you say?" Ye Zhiyu subconsciously stopped in front of Feng Wuming, "My lord has also seen it. It is difficult for the prince to move now, so how can he kill someone!"

"The prince is so noble and noble, so naturally he doesn't need to do it himself. With just one order, countless people will follow suit."

He Zhenzhi made a gesture, and the guard guarding the door entered the bedroom, waiting for He Zhenzhi's order to take Feng Wuming away by force.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that He Zhenzhi was not easy to fool, Ye Zhiyu could only grit his teeth and slap himself in the face:

"If your Excellency could understand the situation with the prince today, there would be no need to forcibly take the prince away from the palace!"

"That's not necessarily true," He Zhenzhi still had a smile on his face. "Of course, the suspect must be cleared of suspicion in order to be exempted from guilt. If the prince is indeed inseparable from the murder case, how can I ignore it?"

"The adults keep saying that the prince is guilty, but I don't know why they are so presumptive?" Ye Zhiyu stared at He Zhenzhi closely, "I'm afraid it's just because he wants to incriminate him!"

He Zhenzhi finally turned cold and said, "Miss Wang, I think highly of you when I call you Heavenly Master, but if you want to contradict the imperial official like this and violate the law, no one can save you!"

"What's the noise!"

A slightly weak shout came. Although his breath was unstable, the power was still so frightening that He Zhenzhi stopped talking.

Feng Wuming forced himself to stand up, "Why did Mr. He come to my house with such a big fanfare?"

He Zhenzhi sneered, "It's a coincidence that the prince woke up."

Feng Wuming was naturally not afraid, and his face was also cold, "Why, Master He must make me sleep for a long time before I can satisfy your wishes?"

"Your Majesty, there is no need to make such heart-wrenching remarks," He Zhenzhi's expression changed slightly, but he was still in a stalemate with Feng Wuming.

"A few days ago, the prefect of Chuzhou went to Beijing to report on his duties but was murdered. Dali Temple found your palace's knife near the murder scene. Feng Wuming, what's your explanation?"

(End of this chapter)