Although Feng Jin herself had suspected this matter before, she was still somewhat shocked after learning the truth. Neither dealing with Mu Feiyu nor getting rid of Feng Qingyun were things she could do. If she wanted to do all of this, the only way was to join forces with Mu Beichen, and perhaps there would still be a glimmer of hope.
But……
Now, is it really necessary to return to Prince Jing's Mansion?
"Uncle Pei, I have very important things to do now, so I must take my leave." Feng Jin had too many things on her mind and didn't want to stay here for even a moment longer. She bid farewell to Pei Hua and prepared to leave immediately.
"Qianqian, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, remember to come to Uncle Pei. General Yu was kind to me when he was alive. If there is a chance for Chen Xue to clear her name, I would like to do my part." Pei Hua said earnestly, and watched her walk out of the mansion.
As she left Pei Hua's house and turned the corner of the first long street, Xiao Mohan suddenly called out to her: "Princess Jing, the Prince is waiting for you at Fuxi Courtyard."
Feng Jin snorted coldly, "Perfect, I also have something to discuss with him."
In Fuxi Courtyard, Mu Beichen rested his chin on one hand, leaning lazily against the table drinking wine, the hem of his robe casually falling to the ground.
He heard footsteps approaching from afar, but his emotions remained unchanged. The door was open, and Feng Jin strode in.
He calmly asked, "You're back?"
"Mu Beichen, what were you doing last night?" Feng Jin walked towards him aggressively, as if she wouldn't give up until she got a satisfactory answer.
Her intuition told her that the assassin from last night must have been Mu Beichen.
Mu Beichen remained seated, his gaze fixed on her, but his mind was elsewhere.
After a moment, his gaze shifted, and he suddenly smiled: "I have always been chaste and have never had any romantic relations with any woman. If the Princess wishes to break this rule, I would not mind at all..."
"Enough!" Feng Jin was furious and interrupted Mu Beichen abruptly, "Mu Beichen, stop being sarcastic. You know perfectly well what I'm asking."
Seeing her eyes gradually fill with crimson anger, Mu Beichen's expression changed drastically. He stared at her for a long time before speaking softly.
"That's right, the assassin who worked for you last night was me in disguise."
The words, spoken clearly and softly, struck Feng Jin like a thunderbolt. She took several steps back, exclaiming in shock, "Mu Beichen, you've set traps all along, watching me fall into them time and time again, while you yourself remained a bystander, arbitrarily manipulating the lives and deaths of others. Tell me, what are your true intentions?"
Aiming at Feng Jin, he pressed closer and closer until he reached the corner of the wall in front of her. Mu Beichen neither smiled nor got angry. He leaned forward expressionlessly and said in a light hum, "Your Highness has a lot of questions. Is it because you just experienced something bloody that you were stimulated and your mind is acting strangely?"
Feng Jin was held tightly in his arms, her breath uneven as she spoke, "Mu Beichen, tell me honestly, how did you know those secrets? Who exactly are you?"
"Why does Your Highness ask such a question when you already know the answer? Of course I am your husband!" Mu Beichen slowly brought his handsome face close to Feng Jin's eyes and suddenly smiled: "As your husband, isn't it perfectly normal for me to want to understand you better and help you?"
As the words were spoken, the atmosphere around them became increasingly strange, forcing both sides to fall silent immediately.
Feng Jin slightly raised her eyes, her bright pupils fixed on Mu Beichen, her thick, long eyelashes fluttering against his handsome face.
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Beichen spoke first: "Feng Jin... let's cooperate."
Upon hearing this, Feng Jin's expression hardened. She stared intently at his handsome face, which remained expressionless. Countless thoughts raced through her mind. She did not reply immediately, as if she was patiently waiting for him to finish speaking.
Mu Beichen paused slightly before continuing his eloquent speech: "Work with me, and I will help you kill Mu Feiyu and avenge your father. In return, you must stand with me unconditionally at all times, support me, and assist me. From now on, we will share the same hatred and fight together, sharing both glory and loss."
Feng Jin stood there stunned, staring at Mu Beichen's unpredictable expression for a long time. She suddenly felt that the man in front of her was a stranger, as if she had never known him before.
However... the temptation of killing Mu Feiyu was too great for her. She hesitated for a long time, with two voices in her heart constantly swaying her.
“Okay, I can agree to all of that, but I have conditions.” She looked at him steadily, her gaze firm and burning. “From now on, you can only have me as your rightful wife. Otherwise, I will tear you two scoundrels apart with my own hands, and I will also perform magic tricks to change your green hat every day.”
Upon hearing this, Mu Beichen's face darkened. Looking at the arrogant girl in front of him, he unconsciously frowned. He had originally thought that he could make her obediently compromise by offering to eliminate the enemy of the Yu family, but he never expected that this woman would threaten him with such vicious words. She was truly a ruthless killer.
He prided himself on having met countless people in his life, so how could he have ended up with such a cunning and mean-spirited woman?
After a long silence, Mu Beichen reluctantly nodded, which was considered his response.
After July, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, people gather together to admire the moon, drink, and make merry. This year, a grand banquet was held in the Imperial Garden, attended by all members of the royal family, and the Emperor also invited the court officials. Mu Beichen deliberated for a long time before finally deciding to bring Feng Jin along.
The palace was bustling with activity that day. People gathered together, chatting and laughing, and the back garden was filled with joyful sounds. All those present were prominent figures of the time: noble sons and daughters of prestigious families, princes and noble ladies of the royal family, and numerous imperial concubines…
At this point, most of the guests had taken their places, and the banquet officially began.
At the banquet, everyone raised their cups to drink with the emperor, while the sound of a jade flute drifted into the air, its melodious tune enlivening the atmosphere.
Feng Jin slowly raised her eyes, and the surrounding scenery instantly refreshed her senses. Before her, jade steps descended gently, flanked by jade pillars, each carved with lifelike, exquisitely detailed dragon patterns, standing in stark contrast to the magnificent palace. The palace was surrounded by a pool of clear, green water, with duckweed covering the ground. The white jade floor tiles shimmered with a warm glow, and in the distance, a mist seemed to shroud the somewhat ethereal palace.
At the end of the long corridor, figures could be seen moving continuously inside a corner tower, seemingly maids bustling about. Not far away, a woman dressed in luxurious clothes, surrounded by a group of people, strode in.
It's actually Feng Yao?!
Upon seeing this, Feng Jin was immediately stunned. She stared blankly at the woman slowly walking down the jade steps, completely unaware that Feng Yao had been made an imperial concubine.
This reminded her of the day Mu Yu went to the Prime Minister's residence, and her expression suddenly became serious, a bad feeling welling up in her heart.
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