Mrs. Prime Minister

Chapter 279 Fang Yu's Ending (2)
Fang Yu didn't dare to touch her cheeks at all, the skin on her face was bruised, and the touch of her hand caused burning pain, and the tears in her eyes became the biggest source of pain. The salty tears fell on the bruised cheeks, and she was so stimulated. His face twitched violently, and he stopped his tears violently, not daring to cry anymore.

He held the bronze mirror tremblingly with his fingers, but the moment he saw his own face, he screamed in horror, and the bronze mirror fell to the ground in the yard.

"Mo Xuan, lock her in the room and put mirrors on all sides of the room."

"Yes."

Feng Lanjin doesn't look at her again, for this woman, disfigurement is the most painful thing, especially when she opens her eyes after disfigurement and sees her own horrible appearance, such torture that is worse than death is the most ruinous Mental.

"Where's Qian Rou?"

Mo Xuan had already searched all over the house but there was no trace of Qian Rou, his brows frowned slightly.

"Escaped."

Feng Lanjin's lips curled up into a smile of unknown meaning, "It's fine to run away!"

Originally, he had no intention of taking Qian Rou's life and letting her escape to the palace, just in time to explain everything to Concubine Xian in a more eloquent manner.

This also saved him a lot of trouble.

Mo Xuan lowered his head, intuitively feeling that from today onwards, his master might never keep a low profile and hide his edge again.

fair enough!
"Have people take away all the things that can cause death in the house, and provide her with three meals a day. She can't be allowed to die. The four walls are all covered with dense black cloth, and no one in the house is allowed to hear anything. A little movement!"

"My subordinate understands!"

Feng Lanjin didn't go back to the Green Bamboo Garden immediately, but went to the study of the Foreign Academy first. The study was filled with the fragrance of ink. He stood quietly by the bookshelf, listening to Qingyan's words to the plum in the palace. The concubine's news report.

Concubine Mei actually knew that there was such a character, just like what Fang Yu said, Emperor Qingyuan loved her very much when she entered the palace for more than two months.There was only news from the palace saying that the woman's identity was very mysterious and she had captured the Sacred Heart with her charm.

But it is also rumored that this woman has a degree of advance and retreat, and is well-mannered.It is clear that he has received a good education since childhood.

"...The subordinates didn't find anything!"

Feng Lanjin's fingers snapped.

"what?"

Qing Yan knelt on the ground and frowned and said, "I went to investigate, but there is no news about Concubine Mei in the palace, as if this person appeared out of nowhere, which is unexpected. And her past It turned out to be a blank, it should be because someone deliberately covered it up, that's why it happened."

"...The rumor from the palace is that this woman is a woman from the theater troupe that was specially recruited outside the palace on the day of His Majesty's birthday. Conferring the title of Concubine Mei..."

"Didn't the troupe find it?"

"No, there is no trace at all."

"I can't find it..." Feng Lanjin's eyes were deep, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "That means I found it!"

Who in the palace has the ability to cover up a woman's identity completely, even he can't find any clues? !

After all, it has nothing to do with those people.

Emperor Qingyuan definitely knew about it, maybe he was also involved.

There is also Jun Aozhi, who must be inseparable from it!Otherwise, how could they get through Fang Yu's route!
"Qingyan, our plan can be carried out. You go down and start preparing. Lanyue Pavilion is a place where Fang Yu's brother often goes, and it is also our site. It is easier to do it."

"My subordinate understands."

But he didn't back down immediately, and looked at Feng Lanjin hesitantly.

Feng Lanjin pretended not to notice, her voice became slightly cold, "Go down!"

He could only swallow the words, and retreated silently.

Feng Lanjin didn't return to the Green Bamboo Garden until everything had been dealt with.

Yun Qing was still in a coma and did not wake up.

There were a few more buns in the room.

A few little buns were hugged by the girl and Mo Yan, crying earth-shatteringly.

Feng Lanjin frowned slightly, feeling a little displeased.

"what happened?!"

Mo Yan frowned, "Why are you so fierce?"

"Mother." Feng Lanjin frowned slightly, "Qing'er is still asleep, how can you make the children so noisy?"

"I can't help it." Mo Yan was a little aggrieved, "The children are crying like something, and the nanny doesn't drink milk, so I can't be coaxed well. I thought that the little guy just approached Qing'er I stopped crying, so I hugged her and tried it."

Feng Lanjin didn't even look at the children, and said calmly, "Then it's useless to look at them now, mother, you can carry them away."

"What is your attitude!"

Mo Yan was a little displeased, and his tone sank, "Is this how you act as a father?!"

Feng Lanjin pursed her lips without saying a word.

Mo Yan knew that he almost died because of Yun Qing giving birth to these children, and he felt lingering fear and a little panic, but after all, they were father and son, father and daughter, how could they be born like this without even looking at them? !

"Jin'er, Qing'er is risking her life to give birth to several children, if she knows your attitude, how can you make her feel so bad?"

Feng Lanjin still didn't speak, but her face was not as ugly as before.

The child was still crying.

Mo Yan rolled his eyes, walked directly to Feng Lanjin's side in a few steps, and immediately stuffed the little meatball into Feng Lanjin's arms.

"Do you want me, a mother, to bring your own daughter to you? You carry it yourself!"

"Mother!" Feng Lanjin was in a rare panic. His arms were stiff and he hugged the little meatball. The child was thin and small, and his little hands were wrapped in cotton cloth, and he came to Feng Lanjin's arms. She actually opened her eyes wide and looked at Feng Lanjin suspiciously, and then her wet and dark eyes really stopped crying.

As if sensing his father's presence, the little meat dumpling squinted his eyes and grinned at his father.

Feng Lanjin didn't know why, but her heart softened like this...

(End of this chapter)