C610 Cut off the red dust

She closed her eyes and fell to the ground. Her hand was still tightly gripping the golden hairpin. Her whole hand was covered with blood; it was a terrifying sight to behold.

"Quickly, follow the orders of the prince and send her to the west yard. When she stays in the innermost room, close the door and don't let her out. This is truly insane." Butler ordered everyone.

The crowd then hurriedly carried the miserably slain Senior Servant Shan out, and then carried Lian Shiya into the most remote area of the western courtyard. Then, they locked the door and died.

After Lian Shiya woke up, she grabbed the window tightly and screamed: "Let me out, let me out! I don't want to be in this place, let me out quickly, orange embroidery! Orange embroidery! Are you deaf? Hurry up and open the door for me. "

She did not know that as soon as she was captured and locked up here, orange embroidery had been assigned to the laundry.

However, no matter how she shouted, no one paid any attention to her.

Lian Rue, you slut, you scum! You have harmed me! You will die a miserable death! After death, your entire body would be filled with pus, and you will be eaten up by wild dogs! She began to curse Lian Ruyue, her curses to the point that they were unbearable to hear.

After cursing and swearing, he finally lost all strength. His body fell limply to the ground as he muttered, "You're the one who harmed me, you're the one who harmed me …"

The maidservant outside trembled in fear and asked the butler, "Do you want to report to His Highness?"

The steward thought for a moment, then said, "Reporting to His Highness about such matters in the past has only added to his worries, there's no need to say anymore."

"Yes."

The crowd hurriedly left. No one wanted to stay in front of this crazy woman.

An ornate carriage was traveling down the street, letting out gurgling sounds. The people in the carriage had their eyes closed, as if they were dozing off. It was as if no one in the mortal world could disturb her.

"Eldest Miss, the Duke of Xiao went to the Fourth Prince's estate last night, and left not long after.

The Third Miss had stabbed a mama to death and was then imprisoned in the West District. The people of the Residence of the Prince of Yue all said that she had gone mad and was shouting loudly in the room that she wanted to meet the Eldest Miss. The servants had no choice but to tie her up as they were afraid of disturbing the imperial concubine of Yue, who was in the process of rearing her child.

It looks like the young miss has guessed correctly, the princess is not in the hands of the fourth prince, I will speed up my search for the princess. " Cold eyebrows said in detail near the curtain of the carriage.

Lian Ruyue slowly opened her eyes and only lightly said three words: "I know."

The horse carriage continued on its way. Not far ahead was the princess' residence.

Just as he took two steps, he heard someone say:

"Greetings, fourth prince."

She pulled open the curtain of the carriage and saw Feng Qianyue standing at the side of the street with his hands behind his back. His gaze was slightly cold and when the sunlight fell on his handsome face, it made him seem even more sinister.

She smiled faintly and lowered the curtain.

Feng Qianyue clenched his fists tightly behind him and gritted his teeth —

"Lian Ruyue, you lied to This King again!"

"Your Highness, the Imperial Duke is already waiting for you." Ying Kong whispered from the side.

"Continue to investigate the whereabouts of Eleven. Even if it's a pile of bones, find it back for This King!" This little girl was much more quick-witted than he had imagined, to the point that he couldn't even find a shadow of her.

Could it be …

He looked at the carriage, which Lian Ruyue had left — had she hidden it?

"Yes, this lowly general obeys."

After arriving at the Xiao manor, Feng Qianyue entered the Duke of Xiao's study. The Duke of Xiao stood up and cupped his hands, "The hall has descended."

Feng Qianyue sat down on the broad rosewood chair and asked, "father-in-law, is he ready?"

"Come out." Following Xiao Zhenhai's order, a girl dressed in a yellow and flowery cloak with a flower embroidered on the collar covered her entire face.

"The investigation has been completed. There's no problem, Your Highness can rest assured."

The girl walked in front of Feng Qianyue and knelt on the ground, saying, "This humble woman pays her respects to Fourth Prince."

"Raise your head." Feng Qianyue ordered.

"Yes." The woman had taken off her cloak, revealing a gentle and elegant face. There was a rare cinnabar mole on her forehead; her eyebrows were distant and her small face looked pitiful.

Feng Qianyue looked at it and said, "It's quite similar, especially this little red spot between his brows."

"What does Your Highness plan to do?" Xiao Zhen Hai said.

"In a few days, Royal Father will set off to Ningde Manor to raise her. This is a good opportunity. These few days, Yuefeng will properly train her. Do not reveal any clues." Feng Qianyue's lips curled up into a faint smile as his eyes became icy cold.

He looked at the girl again and carefully appraised her appearance, then said, "Smile faintly and bend your waist, smile faintly, smile faintly, this is your name from now on."

"Yes, I'll remember that with a smile." The woman lowered her head like a willow swaying in the wind. She had an elegant demeanor that attracted tender affection from others. A short while later, Madam Xiao led the people down.

"From what Father-in-law thinks, will Shang Lu rebel? At the beginning of the royal father's decree of pushing the grace, Lu Shang was the first to make a written approval. He was the strongest among the three vassal lords, would he be willing to watch the power of the Lu family be weakened from generation to generation? " Feng Qianyue spoke of the Medallion of Gratitude.

Xiao Zhenhai said slowly, "When I was in Pingzhou, my father-in-law was diligent in training his troops. He was not idle for even a day, and often ate with the lower class, and even stayed with the young generals in their tents during the night. He was extremely close with the soldiers, and taught his children, the ancestors of the previous dynasty, and my scholarly scholars. Your Highness, do you think that such a person has ambitions? "

"In that case, although Prince Anping has been loyal to me all these years, his heart of rebellion isn't dead." As Feng Qianyue spoke, he looked at Xiao Zhenhai and asked, "If King Anping were to rebel, how would my father-in-law do?"

When Xiao Zhenhai heard this, he hurriedly knelt down and cupped his fists. "Your Highness, your majesty, your majesty, your majesty, please bear witness. I, Xiao Zhenhai, am from the Zhou Dynasty, the ghost of the Zhou Dynasty. I am completely loyal to the Imperial Court. If Prince Anping rebels, then this humble subject …" Xiao Zhenhai's eyes were focused as he said, "We will definitely end our relationship with Prince Anping. Finally, the Emperor."

Even though he was in an alliance with the fourth prince, Feng Qian, the more benefits he had, he couldn't show any hesitation. After all, Feng Qian was the prince of the Great Zhou.

This king naturally believes in your loyalty to the Great Zhou Empire. However, Madam Xiao is, after all, the biological daughter of King An Ping, and Xiao He's, Xiao Hu, the biological grandson of King An Ping. As such, the relationship between the two is very complicated.

Xiao Zhenhai's scheming eyes slowly focused as he said, "At that time, this humble subject will do something that the Emperor will trust."

Feng Qianyue nodded slightly, and said, "In that case, this duke does not need to worry about father-in-law anymore. As for me, whether or not it's Liuyue's methods, this duke will continue to pursue it. Please rest assured, father-in-law as well."

"If she is still alive, we must find her and pay with our lives for my mountain. I will kill her on the spot and take her head with me to report to the Emperor. " Xiao Zhenhai punched the table.

The white-haired man gave away the black man, but he didn't even manage to protect his eldest son. These days, Xiao Zhenhai had always been brooding over this matter.

Now that he heard that Princess Eleven might not be dead, she was pursuing the matter with all her might.

However, because Feng Qianyue wanted to continue to gain Xiao Zhenhai's trust, he concealed the fact that he had met the Eleventh Princess by the river and personally witnessed her jumping down the river. Thus, for a time, he did not discover anything else.

The ancient azure light flashed, shrouding the lush greenery. A small stream slowly flowed past the foot of the mountain, and the sound of the wooden fish struck the heart of the people.

Inside the monastery, the incense was still burning.

A girl with bright eyes and white teeth was kneeling on the mat. Her jet black hair hung down her head like a waterfall. Her face was white as she looked towards the sky. Her face was pale as she stared at the Bodhisattva in front of her.

An old man with his hands clasped, standing next to her, and a young man holding a tray with a pair of black scissors on it.

"Amitabha, you are good. You have knelt here for three days. Have you truly thought this through? Falling for cultivation, not to escape from the mundane world. "

She slowly nodded and withdrew her distant gaze. She put her hands together and nodded as she said, "Master, I have been here for three days and have thought about it clearly, I am alone, without a parent, without any ties. I am willing to accompany the green lantern wood fish for the rest of my life, and I will not regret it."

"Fine, since you insist on it and you have no one to rely on, I will grant your wish." As he said this, he took the scissors from the plate and picked up the strand of hair behind her back. With a wave of the scissors, the black hair slowly fell to the ground, and two streams of clear tears slowly rolled down her face.

After shaving her hair, she opened her eyes and said, "Master will bestow you with spirit jade. From now on, you will practice with me in Shuiyue Temple."

"Yes, master. Thank you, master." Ling Yu kowtowed towards Martial Aunt Jing An, and that tear fell onto the wooden fish in front of her.

Goodbye, Feng Lingyue.

Goodbye, Yue.

Goodbye for everything.

"Your Highness, King Anping and his men will welcome you from the front." The night wind, who had gone out to scout, came back on horseback a few miles away from Pingzhou.

Inside the carriage, Feng Yunzheng put down the brush and ink in his hands, and his warm gaze fell on the just completed Danqing. This Danqing had drawn a transvestite beauty, and he had also casually and elegantly written four words: Begonia is still beautiful, the moon is still bright, and I wrote it myself.

He pressed the painting under the inkstone and waited for the ink to dry. Then he said, "You are quite enthusiastic."

"Your Highness, on our way here, we found that the people of Pingzhou are very open and enthusiastic, and this Prince Ping has a supreme position in their hearts. It seems that he has spent a lot of time and effort to govern Pingzhou."