"Stop! Who's in the carriage?" The soldiers guarding the city raised their spears and blocked the carriages leaving the city.

At the same time, the carriage that arrived at the city gate also stopped, and the curtain was lifted. It turned out that a young man was sitting inside. Shen Zhengyang handed over a token in his hand. When the soldier saw the token, his expression immediately became respectful and he said, "So it's your carriage. I'm sorry for the offense. I hope you can forgive me."

"Okay, ignorance is not a crime. Get out of the way. I have to hurry on my way." Young Master Shen raised his chin and snorted with his nose, acting his arrogance very well.

The soldier returned the token and lowered the curtain.

The steward sitting outside the carriage said something nice at the right time, slipped a piece of silver from his sleeve and stuffed it into the hands of the soldiers guarding the city. The smile on the soldier's face became more genuine after receiving the silver, and he waved his hand to let the convoy pass.

Before the city gate closed, they left Fengdu City.

A long winding road led to the distance. The carriage out of the city was on the road, and the people sitting in the carriage could still see the towering city wall through the curtains.

The carriage gradually moved farther and farther, and they left Fengdu City.

After leaving the city, everyone felt relieved. Qi Wanfeng was held in her husband's arms, with two young children beside him. She thought of the relatives she would never meet and said to her husband, "Husband, we won't look for that man anymore. I guess he and I are not destined to be together. We will never meet again."

She still had her husband and children. Thinking of the children at home whom she hadn't seen for a long time, she missed them very much. She wondered if they were doing well at home and whether they missed their mother, father, and brothers.

"Believe in your husband. We will be destined to meet him. One day we will meet." Cao Xiangnan touched the long hair of the person in his arms and couldn't let it go. He liked Wanfeng's long black and shiny hair the most. It was soft and smooth, and it was just right to hold in his hands.

Like him, Xiaobaoer, the naughty boy, also loved to pull Momo's hair. The noisy child on weekdays was listless at this moment. The carriage was shaking, and he had fallen asleep. Both children fell asleep. The carriage was quiet. A little white fox curled up beside Lele and curled up.

"What does it matter if we meet or not?" Qi Wanfeng said lightly.

Sitting in the carriage, Shen Zhengyang looked at the token in his hand, and touched it carefully inch by inch, with a complicated look in his eyes. He was still thinking about his uncle who was still in the palace. The token was sent by his uncle to him, and arranged for them to leave Fengdu immediately.

He was not very willing to leave immediately, but Shen Zhengyang also knew that it was useless for him to stay in Fengdu, and it would only cause trouble for his uncle. He

just hoped that his uncle was well in the palace and gave birth to the baby in his belly safely. After this trip, the next visit to Fengdu would be three months later. Calculating the date, his uncle would also give birth by then, and he would be able to see his uncle and the baby in his uncle's belly by then.

The carriage was getting farther and farther away from Fengdu City, and the people sitting in the carriage also left Fengdu City smoothly.

A team of officials rushed into Shunzhi Prefecture. When Feng Chengyong saw the team rushing into Shunzhi Prefecture, he hadn't reacted yet. The clothes of the officials had a big "punishment" written on the front. Seeing this set of clothes, Feng Chengyong's mind went blank.

The leader waved his hand and said, "Catch the man for me."

Two mighty and strong men stepped forward, twisted the hands of Feng Fuyin, and held him. Feng Fuyin didn't even have a chance to resist before he was caught. When he reacted, he shouted, "How dare you arrest me? I am an official appointed by the court..."

"Master Feng, open your eyes and see what this is!"

A piece of paper was spread out in front of Feng Chengyong. When Feng Chengyong saw the paper, he lost his temper instantly, gave up fighting, and let the officials catch him.

He couldn't escape this disaster.

"Just accept your fate, maybe you can get an intact body. Feng Chengyong, blame yourself for being stupid. You hurt yourself." The leader looked at Feng Chengyong with contempt. The prefect of Shunzhi Prefecture was stupid, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up like this.

"Take him away..."

With a wave of his hand, the official came in like a gust of wind and took Feng Chengyong away.

"My lord, my lord..." The master behind shouted, chased out of the door, and watched helplessly as their master was taken away by the official of Tianjian Prefecture, "It's over, it's over." Their master was afraid that he would give up his life this time.

Master, who was in Fengdu City, naturally knew that Tianjianfu was a place like hell. Tianjianfu belonged to the Ministry of Justice and executed the laws of the Ministry of Justice. It was the highest criminal law department in Feng Dynasty and was responsible for handling the biggest cases in Feng Dynasty. Those imprisoned there were all serious criminals in the court, robbers who killed people and robbed goods, and they were all extremely evil people. Once they entered Tianjianfu, it would be difficult to leave there alive. He had never heard of anyone walking out of there alive.

Their masters, ah...

why did they have to provoke the Sun Guogong Mansion? Isn't this like hitting a rock with an egg? What should I do? The boy sent to deliver the letter to the Left Prime Minister has not returned yet. I am afraid that the Left Prime Minister is unwilling to get involved in this mess.

Although they knew that Young Master Sun was not killed by their masters, even if he died in the prison of their Shunzhi Mansion, their masters would not be able to escape the blame if they were charged with this crime. Moreover, the Sun Guogong Mansion would definitely not let their masters go. Whether they can leave the prison of the Tianjian Mansion alive depends on their masters' luck.

The master standing at the door sighed and ordered people to close the door of Shunzhi Mansion. Even the masters were arrested. What difference does it make whether Shunzhi Mansion is open or not? ! The master sighed and walked inside.

The common people outside Shunzhi Mansion stood there and pointed and said a few words, then dispersed.

The Sun Guogong Mansion used their power to prove once again that whoever dared to go against the Sun Guogong Mansion would seek his own death. Didn’t you see that even the prefect of Shunzhi Mansion was taken away by the people of the Ministry of Justice without any resistance? !

At dusk, the bridge planks of the moat were pulled up, and the city gates were closed. Those who were late to leave the city would have to wait until tomorrow.

It was a time of trouble, and those who had nothing to do left Fengdu City early.

After hearing the words of the little slave who came in, Fang Ziye knew that Cao Xiangnan and his party had left Fengdu City. He said "hmm", stood by the window and looked outside, his face neither sad nor happy, thinking about the way his little treasure left him, and the child's face lingered in his mind.

Ershun thought for a moment and then said, "Master, Lord Feng was arrested by the officials of the Tianjian Palace."

"Hmph..." Fang Ziye snorted and laughed, and said, "This Sun Guogong Mansion will not be arrogant for long, someone will take care of them." A small Sun Guogong Mansion thinks that they are the emperor of this Feng Dynasty. Don't forget who in the palace is the master of this Feng Dynasty! Was the death of Master Sun caused by Feng Chengyong? Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is impossible. Why did Feng Chengyong kill Sun Fusheng in his own place? The lives that Sun Fusheng killed are enough to behead him.

A small Shunzhi Prefecture prefect offended the Sun Guogong Mansion. He was brave, but a little stupid.

Now even the people from the Tianjian Mansion have been dispatched. Feng Lingrui is really capable!

"That's right!" Ershun nodded and agreed with his master. He had long disliked the Sun Guogong Mansion. They were so arrogant and domineering all day long. Young Master Sun deserved to die, but it was a pity for Master Feng.

Thinking of the soup still stewing on the stove for his master, Ershun forgot about Master Feng and the Sun Guogong Mansion. He said hello and went to the kitchen to bring the soup for his master. Just as he was about to coax his master to drink the soup, he felt a pressure approaching him. When he turned around, he saw that the master had already come behind him. Ershun even wanted to cry.

"My servant has seen you." He turned around and respectfully saluted the new master. Ershun thought to himself, "This master who walks without making any sound, don't you know that scaring someone can kill them?"

Master Feng Si didn't even spare a glance and walked towards the person standing by the window.

Ershun, the little servant, knew that he was in the way here, so he said goodbye and left with his eyes on the soup on the table. However, he also knew that this master had many ways to make his master drink the soup, so he stepped back and closed the door.

"Why are you standing here?" Feng Lingxiao walked over and asked.

The autumn wind blew in from the window, bringing with it a chill. Feng Lingxiao reached out and held the hand of the man standing by the window. He didn't know how long he had been standing there, and even his hands were cold. "Your hands are cold, and you didn't know to ask someone to add another piece of clothing for you. If this little servant can't serve you well, it's better to replace him." There was a reproach in his words. This man didn't take his body seriously.

He had replaced the little servant because he didn't like him a long time ago. He thought he could hide his little thoughts very well, but he didn't know that they were all written on his face. He couldn't even take care of his master, so he might as well sell him.

"When is the fourth master Feng going to settle with a little servant?" Fang Ziye knew that this man would really do what he said and really replace his people. Coming back to his senses, he looked at the King of Wings with a stern face, who was scheming with a little servant.

Feng Lingxiao was not annoyed, but smiled, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and took his hand to walk inside. Fang Ziye did not resist, and let him walk in, and sat down on the stool, and the two sat face to face.

"Drink it, your loyal little servant brought it to you, if you don't drink it, wouldn't it be a waste of his kindness?" Master Feng Si took the still hot soup on the table, scooped a spoonful of it, put it to his lips and blew it, and then passed it over.

He lowered his eyes to look at the soup that was handed to his lips, raised his eyes to meet Feng Lingxiao's eyes, Fang Ziye opened his mouth, and the spoon was put into his mouth. The rich and fragrant taste entered his mouth, slid down his throat, and warmed his stomach.

"I'll do it myself." Facing a pair of smiling eyes, Fang Ziye reached out to take the spoon back. Feng Lingxiao's hand moved, and he avoided the outstretched hand, and said lightly, but unyieldingly, "I'll feed you."

This kind of serving has never been done by Feng Siye, but this does not prevent him from trying it.

Fang Ziye stared at the person who wanted to feed him soup. Feng Lingxiao's expression did not change, and he said, "If you don't drink it, it will get cold."

The man did not force him, but Fang Ziye knew that if the soup got cold, he would have to ask his little slave to squat in the kitchen to heat up the soup for him before he opened his mouth to drink, one mouthful at a time, until the bowl of soup was finished. Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, this small courtyard is peaceful and tranquil...