Hanging Knife (4)
Zhang Wan threatened with harsh words without caring about her image at all. Her distorted face made Feng Siji clench his hands into fists.
Feng Siji's blood surged to his head. He suppressed the urge to kill Zhang Wan, bit his cheek and said, "You don't regret it."
Zhang Wan understood what he meant. She laughed indifferently and leaned back on the chaise longue, looking down at him. "Of course not. You won't let Zhang Zhouzhu, that heartless bastard, get away with it just because you hold a grudge against me."
"So no matter how I treat Li Qi, it won't affect what you're about to do to him. After all, your father, Feng Yijun, died at his hands."
Zhang Wan leisurely admired Feng Siji's face, which was blue and purple with anger. She felt extremely happy and felt that the air in Fushou Palace had never been so fresh as it was now!
All the anger I suffered before has now been repaid!
After Li Qi's beheading, he would find a way to get rid of Jiao Lan. Now that Concubine Li was dead, the entire harem would belong to him.
Without the wolf Zhang Zhouzhu, no one can stop her from seizing power. By then, even if she doesn't rely on the little relationship with His Majesty, she can still survive!
Zhang Wan played with her fragrant hair while coldly and ruthlessly ordering Feng Si to leave: "Why don't you get out now?"
Her arrogant face and attitude reminded Feng Siji of what Li Qi had said to him in Qianzhou: "If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too kind. Good people don't get good rewards, they will only be taken advantage of."
She was right.
If I had been more ruthless, Zhang Wan would have thought more about what would happen if I broke the agreement with him when I was working with He Mu to discuss how to deal with Li Qi. I have never had a reputation as an honest official, let alone an appearance of a good person.
But Zhang Wan was not afraid.
Zhang Wan knew better than anyone that even if someone went against him, he still had the heart of a saint, and based on this, he would not let Zhang Zhouzhu go easily.
Even if it means death or sacrificing everything, he will continue to eliminate this evil and pursue Zhang Zhouzhu to the end.
In this way, he became a knife in Zhang Wan's hand, and he could kill people whether she wiped it or not.
Not only Zhang Wan was not afraid, but Li Qi was not afraid either.
Li Qi knew his personality better. No matter how she treated him, he would always forgive her, always give to her, and always consider everything for her.
Like Zhang Wan, she also knew that even if she betrayed him, even if she was sorry for him, he would...
No wonder Li Qi always schemes and deceives him again and again.
Feng Siji didn't want to think about it anymore. He just felt the blood in his heart suddenly stagnate, stuck in his heart as if suffocating. His tall body swayed, and looking at Zhang Wan's hateful face, his bones were churning.
"Master Feng, please come in." Aunt Chen spread her hands and made a 'please' gesture.
Feng Siji looked deeply at Zhang Wan's smug look, then turned around with gritted teeth in hatred.
He left the palace just as the palace gate was being locked.
The guards at the palace gate saw Feng Siji and spoke to him happily, praising him, "Sir, you are so hardworking. You are still busy with Concubine Li's case."
Feng Siji paused as he was about to pass by, then turned back to look at the red-robed guard: "What did you say?"
The lanterns under the palace gate were swaying in the wind, and the light that flickered back and forth was scattered on Feng Siji's eyebrows, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, making his eyebrows look gloomy and surrounded by a depressed and repressed aura.
The guard's breath hitched. He had never seen Lord Feng like this before, and a chill ran down his spine. "Uh... well, the Empress said it today, and everyone in the palace knows it. Lord Feng captured the murderer in the case of Concubine Li, and you deserve credit for that..."
Seeing Feng Siji's eyes becoming darker and darker, the guard's hands and feet felt inexplicably cold and he dared not say anything more.
Feng Siji glanced at him indifferently, walked towards the horse tied in the distance, and galloped away.
When the voice faded away, the guard raised his head and watched the man and horse gradually disappear in the moonlight, and breathed a sigh of relief. Was it an illusion? Tonight, Lord Feng was not as easygoing as before.
The guard's thoughts suddenly dawned on him. How many people on duty at this hour could be so easygoing? He'd be happy if no one added value!
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Prison.
The moon was at its zenith, and the white gauze-like moonlight stretched the shadows of Feng Siji and the horse, casting them on the ground.
Countless torches were lit outside the prison, making the dark night as bright as day. The people holding the torches were a large group of people, led by a man and a woman, who were too far away to be seen clearly.
Feng Si drove his horse closer, and someone immediately looked over vigilantly. Seeing that it was him, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to say something to the two leaders.
The two men turned their heads, and the bright torches shone on them. Only then did Feng Siji see clearly that they were He Mu and Chen Hu.
Feng Siji did not dismount, but sat on the horse's head, looking down at Chen Hu from above. After a while, he sneered, "I thought it was someone else, but it turns out he was one of my former dogs."
Chen Hu gripped the sword at his waist tightly and looked over murderously: "We expected it right, you really want to take Li Qi away." That's why we are waiting here and will never give him this opportunity.
Feng Siji didn't respond and said, "You came out so soon."
After saying this, he thought of something. Chen Hu was trapped in the prison and could do nothing. The only one who could rescue him was He Mu and his subordinates.
Compared with He Mu's father and brother, Chen Hu's crime was much smaller, so he was the easiest to rescue. They should rescue him first, and then work together to rescue his father and brother.
She was very organized in her work, proceeding step by step without being in a hurry at all. The trick of pretending to be dead to let Li Qi let down her guard was probably her idea.
Feng Siji's eyes fell on He Mu. She was dressed simply without any jewelry. The plain clothes made her figure look slender, and her usually frail appearance was inconspicuous.
The torchlight illuminated her features, revealing her ambition and ruthlessness.
The fact that she was able to climb up from a concubine's daughter to live a stable life was not just due to He Zhangjing's protection; even though her father and brother were imprisoned, she was able to keep the huge He family stable on her own, and it was not just due to her status as a legitimate daughter.
Feng Siji's sneer gradually faded, and he said to her coldly: "It seems that everyone underestimated you."
Because I looked down on her, I allowed her to grow up so wild.
If it weren't for the underestimation, based on Li Qi's temper, she would never have let He Mu live after all these years in Kyoto.
He Mu raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly. He pointed at the prison gate, which was blocked by their men, and threatened, "You want to take Li Qi away? If you dare to break in, it will be a prison break. These people will arrest you without hesitation."
These people were Chen Hu's Dali Temple soldiers and prison guards.
He Rucheng was appointed to the Ministry of Justice, and all the jailers were theirs.
The Dali Temple and the Criminal Court were places that Li Ke had never been able to get involved in for so many years. These places were completely and completely under the power of Chen Hu and the He family.
Feng Siji gripped the reins tightly. The rough rope had rubbed blood marks on his palms, burning with pain. However, he smiled faintly, "You worry too much. I swore before my late father's memorial that I would never bend the law and protect anyone."
Feng Siji turned his horse around and prepared to turn back, saying, "It's just that Li Qi is always cunning, so I came to ask my subordinates to keep a close eye on him. Since you two are willing to guard him personally, I am naturally happy to do so."
After saying this, he raised his whip and rode away.
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Outside Feng's house, Ye Shu was seen standing at the gate, looking around curiously from afar. Feng Siji reined in his horse, stopped abruptly, dismounted, and strode into the house without saying a word.
Ye Shu called a servant to lead the horse back to the stable, and he quickly followed Feng Siji.
He walked through the grape vines that had begun to sprout and came to the backyard where a patch of green bamboo was planted. He then entered the study and sat down at the desk.
The medicine bowl that was broken on the ground had been cleaned up, and there was nothing around his feet. Feng Siji closed his eyes and rested while massaging his Taiyangxue point.
"Sir," Yeshu followed in, closing the study door to block out the howling night wind. He walked a few steps toward Feng Siji's desk, stopped, and said, "There's news. The people we sent down saw Zhang Zhouzhu in Qianzhou."
Feng Siji paused after hearing this. He opened his eyes and looked up at Ye Shu: "Have you caught up?"
Ye Shu lowered his head guiltily and whispered, "...No, Zhang Zhouzhu was very alert and ran away as soon as he realized something was wrong."
The result was as expected. Feng Siji was neither disappointed nor angry, but he could not control his anxiety. His heartbeat kept accelerating, and sometimes his hands and feet would break out in sweat for no apparent reason. He could not stand, sit, or lie down. He felt as if he was suspended in the air and would fall down at any time.
He knew very well that this was because he was too anxious, and kept telling himself not to be so anxious all the time, but every time he thought like this, he became very anxious.
Feng Siji let out a long sigh. At this moment, there was a knock on the door and Qinglan's voice came in: "Sir, this servant has brought the medicine back."
Feng Siji nodded, Qinglan pushed the door open with one hand, and walked over with the still steaming medicine in the other, handing the bowl to Feng Siji.
Feng Siji took it and drank it all in one gulp. He usually felt that these medicines would make his throat so bitter that it hurt, but now he felt nothing. He put the medicine bowl down with a thud, wiped the medicine juice from the corner of his mouth and asked, "Is there any news from the queen?"
The desk was still littered with the letters he had read before he left. No new letters had arrived. Although he knew the answer, he still couldn't help but ask.
Ye Shu said, "No. But since Zhang Zhouzhu is in the Qianzhou area, could the Empress be there too?"
Feng Siji flipped through the letters casually, hoping that there would be news about Dong Mingrong in them, but he had missed it.
But since hope is called hope, it proves that it is false and absolutely impossible to exist. Feng Siji searched through the books, but could not find the news he wanted to see.
Ye Shu then said, "Why don't we send someone to Qianzhou to look for him, and not stay in Yunzhou any longer?"
Feng Siji irritably swept the letters on the table, and the letters fell to the ground. He said tiredly, "No, the queen must still be in Yunzhou. Look for her in Yunzhou. We will definitely find her."
Zhang Zhouzhu is in a sensitive situation now and has to calculate every step carefully. Keeping Dong Mingrong, a living person, by his side will only make him more likely to be discovered and drag him down. It will be of no use.
There was absolutely no way he would bring Dong Mingrong with him and hide in Qianzhou together.
Yeshu stopped talking, and he and Qinglan picked up the messy letters on the ground and quietly retreated.
No one can stop it. Li Qi will be paraded through the streets tomorrow. Yeshu and Qinglan are worried that something might happen to the adults, so they sleep in the corridor of the study to keep watch all night.
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