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[Consecutive Techniques]

Her face paled. Why did he appear in the palace? From the way he came, he should have just left the Hall of Rongyuan!

He went to find the emperor?

Xu Xianfei's heart leaped to her throat. If it weren't for Gong mama's support, she would have fainted on the spot.

"Empress!" Gong mama whispered into her ear, and she squeezed her hand even more forcefully.

The look in Lian Ning's eyes became dull as he bowed towards the Concubine Xian. "Empress …"

"This is Lian Xiang's son, right? Why are you here?" Xu Xianfei, who could be considered an old ginger, asked after a moment of panic and regained her usual appearance.

Lian Meng lowered his head and said, "Something happened in the Xiang Residence and I wanted to see the emperor, but …" He bit his lower lip, looking completely like a pure and innocent teenager, and said, "His majesty's heavy staff gave him thirty slabs."

He couldn't let the Consort in front of him see anything. He wanted to confuse her.

When Xu Xianfei saw this, her face paled and she looked very weak. When she turned her head to look, her clothes were glued to her body by the blood.

Her tensed heart slowly relaxed as she said sympathetically, "This is pitiful, but too bad it's really inconvenient. Quickly go back to the Prime Minister's Estate and find a good doctor."

"Many thanks to the Empress for her good intentions. I shall immediately do as she says." He did not show the slightest flaw, so the Concubine Xian walked away with ease.

Only then did he slowly turn around and continue walking out of the palace gates.

At the side, there was even someone who specialized in recording the information until the first light of dawn. Only then did it end, and from top to bottom, he went through the entire method of dealing with the calamity from the complex to the simple, going over it in detail to Emperor Zhou Cheng. Every segment, every footplay, was clearly described, clearly described in detail.

In the end, Emperor Zhou Cheng was overjoyed and laughed while praising Feng Yunzheng.

Feng Yunzheng smiled slightly. Actually, he was not the one who came up with this strategy to cure the disaster. It was Lord Song of the Ministry of Public Affairs. During this time in his previous life, a flood had broken out in Jiangnan, which had caused a plague. A large number of disasters had taken place in the north. Song Qingyang was now giving Zhou Chengdi advice and using his own method, he managed to effectively deal with the disaster in two months. He reckoned that in the next few days, Song Qingyang would be able to come up with these strategies and report them to the emperor.

Initially, he did not use his rebirth methods to snatch this portion of the credit. However, when the night breeze rushed over to notify the Emperor of the appearance of this technique, he immediately thought of his intentions.

Thus, he was forced to let Song Qingyang down when he had to stop his incantation. He thought about finding a way to return this favor to Song Qingyang in the future.

As a result, he had stopped the incantation in time.

"Zheng'er, I will immediately ask for your methods to be sorted out so that you can be responsible for this disaster." Although the whole night was long and bright, Zhou Chengdi did not seem tired at all. He still looked full of energy.

When Feng Yunzheng heard this, the chance came and he said, "Royal father, it is not appropriate for this son to be in charge of this matter. This son has a better candidate, the Department of Public Affairs, Song Qingyang.

These strategies were Song Qingyang's to begin with. With him taking full responsibility, there shouldn't be any problems. Even after successfully dealing with the disaster, he would still be rewarded. It could be said that he had killed two birds with one stone.

Zhou Chengdi thought for a moment and said, "Alright, let's do as you said. Feng De Gui, the Ministry of Public Announcements, Song Qingyang, will enter the palace."

"Yes."

Zhou Cheng Emperor looked at Feng Yunzheng and could not help but feel gratified at his son's literary skills. He said, "Zheng'er, you haven't slept the entire night, so you should be tired. Go back to the palace, I also need to rest for a while."

"Yes, your son shall take his leave." The moment he turned around, the expression on his face froze. Slowly, he couldn't help but quicken his pace as he walked out of the palace.

When Feng Yunzheng walked out of the palace, the eastern side had already revealed the white of the fish belly, and the sky was still dusky. At the end of winter, the air was still cold, and from time to time, a gust of cold wind blew past, causing one's face to ache.

"Ninth Prince!" At this time, a person walked out from the side. Feng Yunzheng looked up and saw that it was indeed the [Consecutive Technique]. He stood there with a pale complexion and a pair of eyes brimming with anticipation looking at him.

"Get into the carriage." Feng Yunzheng didn't say anything. He hastily ordered the wind and then entered his luxurious carriage.

"Young Master Lian, after you." The wind helped him enter the carriage.

When he entered, he discovered that there was already a thick layer of fur across from Feng Yunzheng, and he carefully sat on it with his hand sign.

"Let's go to the Prime Minister's Estate." Feng Yunzheng gave the order, and the carriage began to move in the direction of the Xiang Fu. In order to take care of Lian Fu's body, the carriage moved rather slowly.

"Ninth Prince, have you seen your sister?" Lian Meng asked impatiently.

"Nope." Then, he slowly raised his eyes and looked at Lian Lian Fu. "Today, the reason you went to find royal father was to tell him … Your birth? "

Lian Meng paused for a moment before nodding, "Yes."

"You want to recover your identity?" Feng Yunzheng knew that Lian Lian Fang was like a pure moon heart to Lian Ri, but he was not sure how Lian Fang's heart viewed this important identity. After all, he did not know this youth that well.

"No!" "If it is possible, I hope that no one will know about this for the rest of my life."

Feng Yunzheng saw the intense rejection towards the palace in the depths of Lian Lian Fang's eyes, and also looked into the depths of his soul for pain.

"Then don't exchange your secrets for her life."

"Does the ninth prince have any other methods?" He asked about the technique to save his sister.

"Go back to the manor and rest. Wait for my news." Feng Yunzheng did not directly answer, but requested for Lian Lian Lian to rest well.

However, when Lian Fang could see the murderous intent in his eyes, he was sure that the Ninth Prince would save his sister. At the same time, he could read a message from his eyes —

Ninth Prince likes her!

Furthermore, this sort of liking was not for show. Rather, it was a deep, strong, and fiery type …

Yes, my sister is so kind. What's so strange about Ninth Prince liking her?

He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the wall.

Feng Yunzheng looked at the person in front of him. He was actually his own little brother. No wonder he had that strange thought when he saw him seriously giving birth to the doe in the forest.

He had originally wanted to ask him if he knew who his birth mother was, but he was afraid that it would stir the pain in his heart, so he didn't ask.

Strangely, he had been secretly investigating this matter recently, but he was unable to find any clues for the time being. Moreover, it was not the time for him to investigate it with Xu Xian's wife.