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Seeing that Mu Zhihuan's expression was not very good, Feng Yu also remembered that this girl had lost her memory, and could not help but feel very uneasy. "Forget it, remember to follow me well today."

He knew that wanted to protect himself, but Mu Zhihuan just wanted to goad him a little: "Do well so that you can die faster?"

"Then you better watch me carefully. As long as you don't pay attention to me, I'll definitely run away."

Looking at her fearless appearance, there was a hint of a serious look on her face.

The expression on Feng Yu's face relaxed quite a bit.

"How old is your kid this year?"

"Why did you suddenly ask about this?" Mu Zhihuan was suspicious, but still extended five fingers: "If there's a chance, I'll let you experience it, my family's Ran'er is very obedient."

Seeing how arrogant Mu Zhihuan was, she must be an extremely intelligent child.

Feng Yu's mouth formed a pleased expression: "I'm afraid I won't have that chance anymore."

Looking at his expression and appearance, Mu Zhihuan knew that he really had declared his determination to die this time. Even if the Emperor didn't die, he would die.

For some reason, Mu Zhihuan felt a little sour in her heart. "Actually, there are still many ways to take revenge, we don't necessarily have to fight to the death like this."

Feng Yu turned around and glanced at her, and after a long while, he smiled with a face full of relief: "I lived to this day in order to avenge my brother, the dog-emperor won't die, it's hard to quell the hatred in my heart."

Seeing that she could not persuade Mu Zhihuan, she became a little agitated, "This time, it will be a narrow escape. If you survive, can you go and see Yang Ran'er?"

Feng Yu did not expect Mu Zhihuan to say this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "I'm afraid … "Impossible."

Mu Zhihuan suddenly extended his hand out and placed it on Feng Yu's shoulder. Looking at Feng Yu's weathered eyes, he said each word seriously: "I'm serious, if you survive, then go and see Ran'er, he has never seen his own grandfather before."

Looking at Mu Zhihuan's bright eyes, Feng Yu's throat suddenly tightened.

He knew that Mu Zhihuan treated him as her family.

Heartless' words reached his mouth but he still couldn't say it. After a long while, Feng Yu nodded: "If … "If we can survive."

Mu Zhihuan retracted her hand, and slumped on the chair. "I have forgotten what happened that year, but I will definitely find out the truth."

Feng Yu looked at Mu Zhihuan's profile, which was filled with seriousness.

This time, he did not mock or disbelieve her as before, but only made a soft 'hmm' sound.

At least, she had let Feng Yu know that in this world, there were still people worth for him to worry about.

This gave him a sliver of hope to survive.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door and came in. The peaceful atmosphere was broken in an instant.

Feng Yu suddenly stood up from the chair, his face returning to his usual seriousness, as he looked at the flustered person and asked: "What happened?"

"In reply to Master, there is a letter from the palace saying that the Emperor is no longer able to make it."

Feng Yu's expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

Even if Feng Yu did not say it, Mu Zhihuan could guess what this meant.

Previously, Feng Yu had said that he would not die if he was scared by the emperor. Now that he said the emperor was going to die, there were only two possibilities.

First, the person who drugged the drug, regardless of its severity, had used too many of it. However, this was almost impossible.

Then there could only be one possibility, and that was the worst. The people of the palace had already sensed something, and then deliberately spread the news that the emperor was gravely ill, waiting for them.

Feng Yu immediately made a decision: "Put out the signal, let everyone get ready!"

Mu Zhihuan grabbed Feng Yu, "Have you thought this through? If all you want to think about is catching turtles in a jar, do you still want to go?"

Feng Yu turned around, gave Mu Zhihuan a deep look, and then swung her hand:

"I've waited for this moment for five years. There's no way I'm going to give up. Stop talking."

Looking at his retreating back, Mu Zhihuan felt a little sour in his heart.

In the end, he walked towards the direction where the old woman had disappeared.

Right now, the entire house was under martial law, so basically no one was paying attention to Mu Zhihuan's movements. As a result, she found the old lady's room without any obstruction.

When the old woman saw her, her expression clearly changed. Mu Zhihuan immediately comforted her, "Elder, don't worry, my name is Mu Zhihuan and I'm the princess of Prince Lee's Mansion. They caught me red-handed."

After pausing for a moment, Mu Zhihuan tensed up and looked at the old lady: "Ever since you poured tea for me, I believed that you were a good person who understood everything and knew justice."

"Right now, what your son is doing is conspiring against him. That is a crime worthy of the nine clans."

Seeing that the old lady's face was growing more and more pale, Mu Zhihuan was a little reluctant, but she gritted her teeth and continued:

"If you succeed, you will become a sinner in the future. If you fail, your entire family will be involved. If you don't think for others, you should also think for your grandchildren. Don't you have cousins that don't know anything?"

The old woman's face grew paler and paler upon hearing Mu Zhihuan's words. She looked to be on the verge of collapse, and's words made her feel extremely pampered.

But since the situation was urgent, Mu Zhihuan had no choice. Just as she wanted to say something,.

The old woman finally let out a long sigh as if she had finally recovered her breath. She said, "Speak, young lady. What do you want me to do?"

Mu Zhihuan's heart was overjoyed. She heaved a sigh of relief and fished out a sign from her bosom and handed it over to the old woman. "Take this to the Prince Lee's Mansion, and tell her you're looking for Jiang Zisu."

"Naturally, someone will come to receive you. You only need to tell him the location and the situation inside, and leave the rest to Jiang Zisu."

As the old woman looked at the sign, her murky eyes filled with tears.

After a long while, she wiped her tears and nodded. "Miss, I can tell that you're not an ordinary person. If I help you, can you speak up for my son in front of the prince?"

This... Mu Zhihuan nodded her head with difficulty: "But this is a huge crime, at most, I can guarantee that he will die happily and not suffer any more, there's really no other way."

The old woman knelt to the ground with tears streaming down her face as she kowtowed to Mu Zhihuan to express her gratitude.

Mu Zhihuan never thought that he would use such a trick, and immediately supported the old lady: "Don't! Don't do that. I should have taken your son out, but... This matter is simply too big, Prince Lee may not be able to speak much. "

The old woman nodded in understanding. "I know, I know, but it would be fortunate if he had a complete corpse and died to his heart's content!"