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The guard stopped in his tracks, turned around, and respectfully bowed to the woman. "Ling Feng greets Madam."

The woman looked at Ling Feng in displeasure, then looked at the embroidered box in Ling Feng's bosom. The brocade box in Ling Feng's bosom was extremely exquisite. With just a glance, one could tell that the items in the box were extremely precious.

"What's that in your arms?" The woman coldly questioned Ling Feng.

Lingfeng looked at the embroidered box, and then respectfully replied to the woman, "Reporting to Madam, this embroidered box is a gift from His Highness the Crown Prince. Due to illness, the Crown Prince was not able to come personally to congratulate the Prime Minister. He specially ordered this subordinate to deliver the wedding gift to the Prime Minister's Mansion. "

The woman shot a cold glance at Ling Feng, and walked past him into the hall. "Follow behind me."

Ling Feng followed the woman into the hall ten years later.

The woman slowly walked to the center of the hall and looked at the young man sitting on the seat of honor with a smile. Her beautiful eyes were filled with adoration as she bent her body slightly and said gently, "Your servant greets the prime minister."

Ling Feng stood in the middle of the hall with the embroidered box in his hands, "Ling Feng greets the prime minister and all the masters here. Ling Feng stood in the middle of the hall with the embroidered box in his hands," After finishing his sentence, Ling Feng lowered his head and handed the embroidered box to his chest, waiting for the maidservants on both sides to present it to the prime minister.

The beautiful woman smiled as she looked at her beloved man ingratiatingly. "Lord Prime Minister, can your concubine present to you the congratulatory gift that His Highness has bestowed upon you?"

The prime minister put down the wine cup in his hand and looked tenderly at the madame standing in the middle of the hall. "Alright."

The beautiful woman pursed her lips into a smile. She crouched down and placed the kitten in her arms on the ground. With a gentle voice, she said, "Xue'er, be good and go somewhere else to play."

Who would have thought that Xue'er would actually cling to the beautiful woman's hand and refuse to leave? The beautiful woman wasn't angry, and she extended her left hand to gently stroke Xue'er's forehead. "Xue'er, be good and go play somewhere else." Her voice was soft and gentle, as if she were treating Xue'er like a child.

After finishing her sentence, the beautiful woman pulled out her right hand that she had placed under Xue'er's body. Who knew that Xue'er would actually … meow. He reached out his claw and ruthlessly scratched the beautiful woman's hand.

"Aiya!" The beautiful woman frowned as she covered the blood dripping from the back of her hand and fell to the ground.

The first minister was immediately surprised. He quickly stood up from his chair and walked over to the beautiful woman. He took out a handkerchief and carefully bandaged the woman's bleeding wound. She looked at the beautiful woman with a pained expression and asked, "Shuzhen, are you alright?"

Shuzhen shook her head guiltily, "I'm fine. It's just that I'm very sorry for you. On the day of your birthday, it might not be a good omen if I let you see me again."

"How could that be? You should know that This Prime Minister has never believed that. " The prime minister helped Shuzhen up from the ground. He pulled her uninjured left hand towards the leader.

"Master, master, it's bad, it's bad." A flustered servant ran into the middle of the hall and kneeled behind the prime minister and the beautiful woman.

The prime minister frowned and turned around to look at the servant unhappily, "What is it?"

The servant looked around at the officials sitting on both sides of him, and then lowered his head as if he wanted to speak but hesitated.

"Speak!" The Prime Minister coldly ordered his servants, he was a stately country and there was nothing shameful about it.

The servant raised his head and looked at the Prime Minister, "Master, Xiu-Er, the lady's servant girl is dead in the room."

The hall quieted down as soon as those words were spoken. Everyone looked at the Prime Minister in shock. A murder case had actually occurred in the dignified Prime Minister's house! Was it really related to seeing blood in the joyous weather, and the bloody disaster that was bound to occur?

An official sitting on the left stood up from his chair with his glass of wine and ordered, "No one is allowed to move the body, and no one is allowed to enter the crime scene as they wish."

"Yes, Lord Shang Shu." Ling Feng handed the brocade box in his hand to the young maid who was standing by the side, and then turned around and left the room.

Shu Zhen, who was standing next to the prime minister, turned pale. Her legs went limp, and she slowly fell to the ground.

The prime minister hurriedly carried Shuzhen's body, turned around and ordered, "Someone, bring the madame back to her room."

Several young maidservants immediately took Shujie from the Prime Minister's hands and carefully supported the Madam Prime Minister out of the hall.

The Prime Minister walked down the stairs and looked at the servant, "Take me to Xiu-Er's house." He then turned around to look at the official who had just issued the order, "Lord Zhuang, please accompany me."