Chapter 334: weakness

Chapter 334 Weakness

After a long time, Feng Lisheng said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, in my previous life, I was the one who harmed you."

Now, all doubts are correct. In the previous life Jing and the palace change in the 29th year, on the surface it was King Yu, 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.

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.

Facts were indeed as the other party wished. After Shen Mingjiao died, 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 yard, drank his sorrows all day long, and lived in a muddle. Later, after getting drunk once, he never woke up again.

Before, 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, there is no reason I only enjoy the good that you bring. And you too, do you feel bad about me being an orphan?"

Nowadays, an orphaned 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 bear 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. After 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 with no 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 were tired for a while, Shen Mingjiao asked him: "When do you plan to interrogate Fan Changshi?"

Things have come to this point, 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 trim her messy hair. "No hurry, wait a little longer."

Things are not as simple as Shen Mingjiao said. History is written by the successful. In the face of absolute strength, there is never any evidence.

Over the years, the prince has been hiding in the dark, and they have no idea 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 the servants and masters of all courtyards looked tense, as if there was a butcher knife about to fall on their heads. 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 past few days, my concubine got up early in the morning and made 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 learned a good cooking skill in order to please him.

He said lightly, "I have a heart",

Hongyu seemed relieved to see this, she picked up the soup bowl at the side and lightly scooped a bowl, and put it close to his hand. "Master, drink it while it's hot."

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

Hongyu stood aside with her head down, staring at the spoon he put into his lips little by little from 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, Lord Fan suddenly turned his head to look over, and put the spoon back into the bowl heavily, 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!"

Master Fan smiled inexplicably: "Since this soup has taken so much thought from Yuniang, then Yuniang should try it for me first!"

Cold sweat broke out on Hongyu's forehead. Under his pressure, 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, 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 loved by him.

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

At this time, he felt a chill in his heart, and for the first time he felt regretful, regretting that he had turned to the prince in order to be able to rise to the top.

Kai Gong has no turning back, even if he confesses everything to King Su now, he can't have a chance to live.

He bent down and stood in front of Hongyu, and said: "Tell your master, if this official dies, the things he did secretly will be made public."

He had been guarding against this day for a long time.

…

In the evening, Mrs. Fan returned to the backyard, and Madam Fan had ordered meals to be prepared. He sat down and began to eat.

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

Looking at 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 regular wife.

"How about what I asked you to do?"

Madam Fan whispered, "The old lady who has already bought the food from the kitchen has sent the news."

Master Fan heaved 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.

Madam Fan scooped up a bowl of black-bone chicken soup and handed it to him: "This is the black-bone chicken soup that my concubine asked the kitchen to cook. Grandpa, drink some while it's hot."

Master Fan frowned, because of the unhappiness during the day, he instinctively rejected 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, seeing Mrs. Fan glance at the bowl of black-bone chicken soup from time to time.

What a familiar look!

He felt a sudden shock, 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.

Waiting for the others to leave, Mr. Fan asked the maid to bring Mrs. Fan's cat in the yard.

He tore off a piece of meat and put it near the cat's mouth. Not long after, 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: "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 that the son of his wife's natal family, Chen's eldest son, was accompanying the prince to study, in an instant, he figured out everything.

"At the beginning, I didn't think about taking refuge in the prince. It was you and the elder brother who often told me how virtuous the prince is.

It turns out that this was your calculation from the beginning. "

Madam 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!"

Madam Fan had completely lost her patience, and ordered the two nurses standing at the door 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?"

Madam Fan asked someone to strangle Master Fan's neck with a rope, and said with a light smile:

"Master promised elder brother that after his affairs are completed, he will be made king of the opposite sex. I am the daughter of the Chen family, so naturally I will do my best for the future of the Chen family."

Master Fan has always known that his wife is towards her natal family, but he never thought that she would go crazy to this point. He laughed: "It's so stupid!"

The rope was strangled from behind, and a sense of suffocation came.

Master Fan stared, with nothing but hatred in his heart.

If he can live, it will definitely make the prince's life worse than death.

His breathing became more and more rapid, just when his face was turning blue, Fang was pushed away violently. A pair of armored soldiers rushed in.

Mrs. Fan's face turned pale: "You...haven't you been guarding outside the mansion? Why..."

Tie Zhu didn't bother to pay attention to her, "Your Highness has an order to put Fan Jizhong into the dungeon to wait for punishment."

Before he finished speaking, some soldiers stepped forward to rescue Master Fan from the two servants. While Mrs. Fan was screaming in shock, she was shackled and pushed away.