Shanhe Festival 282. Imprisoned

Looking at Feng Huaiting and Madam Feng coldly, Feng Zhiyao snorted and turned his head away with disdain. It has always been like this. From childhood to adulthood, his father only cared about his legitimate wife and son. No matter how hard he tried, he would always be ignored. Feng Zhiyao suddenly felt powerless and laughed at himself. A graceful white figure flashed through his mind, and Feng Zhiyao's eyes, which were originally filled with a hint of resentment, suddenly softened a lot. Yes, even without the Feng family, he still has others. Mo Xiuyao, who grew up like a brother, and colleagues and comrades-in-arms who have known each other for many years and have the same feelings as brothers. Maybe, soon he will have his own family.

Thinking of the graceful figure in Prince Ding's mansion, Feng Zhiyao's depression suddenly disappeared. He raised his head, looked at Feng Huaiting in the corner proudly and said, "I have already reported to the prince, you will be able to come out soon. In the future... hum!" In the end, he still didn't say anything decisive. Feng Zhiyao snorted and turned to walk out. Even if he was implicated by him, so what? He felt guilty, as if his brain was stuck in the door. Save them, and we will owe each other nothing in the future!

Feng Huai Ting silently watched the figure in red turning away, and in the dark corner, a trace of relief and assurance flashed in the somewhat old eyes.

"The Imperial Concubine is here! The Regent Prince is here!" Feng Zhiyao hadn't even walked a few steps when a loud announcement came from the door. Feng Zhiyao raised his sword-like eyebrows. It was fine that Mo Jingli was here, but even Imperial Concubine Liu was here. It seemed that what Duke Hua said was true. Imperial Concubine Liu was not only able to move freely in the palace, but could even leave the palace at will. It seemed that... she really had grasped a big weakness of Prince Li. Not in a hurry to leave, Feng Zhiyao turned around and walked back slowly.

At the other end of the cell, Concubine Liu, dressed in white, frowned in disgust at the filthy environment in front of her. The stench in the cell could not be covered up even with a lot of incense. Concubine Liu looked at Mo Jingli beside her and said unhappily, "I really don't understand why we have to come to a place like this in person?"

Mo Jingli said calmly: "It seems that this prince did not ask Concubine Liu Gui to come."

Concubine Liu snorted. Mo Jingli certainly didn't ask her to come. But Tan Jizhi was missing, and there was no one around her to make plans. If she didn't come along to see what Mo Jingli was up to, how would she know?

Mo Jingli didn't care about the darkness and dirtiness of the cell. He walked inside and said, "You don't have to leave me alone like this. The Feng family is just a business family. Even if I want to do something, I won't use it against them." Concubine Liu's heart moved. The Feng family did not have enough power in the court to make Mo Jingli excited, but their money was enough to make anyone excited. "Are you interested in the Feng family's money?"

Mo Jingli said indifferently: "Do you think the Feng family is easy to offend? Because of your words, I have robbed the entire Feng family. Since I have already offended them, why not offend them cleanly and make them never stand up again."

"You put it nicely. The Feng family belongs to Mo Jingqi, so they naturally won't be loyal to you. It's better to take it for yourself than to let others get it. Even if this palace had nothing to do with it, you would have taken action against the Feng family sooner or later." Concubine Liu Gui sneered.

Mo Jingli did not deny it either.

As they were talking, the two of them had already turned the corner and reached the innermost part of the cell. However, they saw a figure who shouldn't be there standing leisurely in the corridor, with his arms crossed and looking at them with a smile.

"Feng Zhiyao, you are so brave." Concubine Liu narrowed her eyes and sneered.

Feng Zhiyao's smile deepened, as if he was in a very happy mood. "No matter how brave you are, you can't be as brave as the Imperial Concubine... Oh, no, it's the Imperial Concubine who will be buried alive. As a concubine, how dare you leave the palace at will? As a concubine who was to be buried alive according to the will, how dare you... still live?"

"Feng Zhiyao!" Concubine Liu gritted her teeth and stared at Feng Zhiyao's frosty face. "Prince Ding's Mansion has arrested my people. Go back and tell Prince Ding that I will come to him in person to ask for the money."

Feng Zhiyao waved his hand and smiled, "Forget about coming in person. I'm afraid the noble concubine has other intentions. She is just pretending to ask for the person, and is really trying to take the opportunity to pester our prince. Our princess is very jealous, so for the sake of the peace and tranquility of the prince and Prince Ding's mansion, I will decline the queen's kindness on behalf of the prince."

"How outrageous!" Concubine Liu Guifei shouted angrily. She was not afraid that everyone in the world would know that she liked Mo Xiuyao, but she also hated others mocking her deep love.

Mo Jingli frowned and interrupted the two people's argument unhappily, "I am not here to listen to your nonsense, Feng San, you are really brave. Do you think you can break into the Dali Temple just because you have the support of Ding Wangfu?"

Feng Zhiyao smiled faintly, "How could the prince be too flattering? The prince raided the Feng family without any evidence or charges. Compared with the prince, my abilities are simply not worth mentioning."

Seeing Feng Zhiyao, one would naturally think of the person behind Feng Zhiyao. This made Mo Jingli frown. He didn't want to fight with Mo Xiuyao now, nor did he intend to provoke Mo Xiuyao. But Mo Xiuyao's long stay in the capital made many of his plans impossible to implement. Mo Jingli didn't ask Liu Guifei why she wanted to arrest the people of the Feng family. Anyway, he had to take action against the Feng family. With Liu Guifei as a shield, it would be much better for his reputation. Why not? But he always thought that Feng San had a weak relationship with the Feng family. Did Feng San intervene in the affairs of the Feng family on behalf of himself or the entire Dingwang Mansion? Or... did Mo Xiuyao also set his sights on the fat meat of the Feng family?

With his eyebrows furrowed, Mo Jingli asked, "How is Prince Ding?"

Feng Zhiyao looked at Mo Jingli in astonishment. It is true that a man should be looked at with new eyes after three days of absence. If Mo Jingli had not cursed or mocked Mo Xiuyao a few years ago, he would have been considered well-mannered. Now he can greet him so calmly. As expected, power is the thing that can easily change a person's face. Nodding, Feng Zhiyao smiled and said, "Thanks to King Lao Li's concern, our prince is always well."

"Really?" Mo Jingli said, "I seem to have heard that the King of Xiling Zhennan seems to be planning to send more troops to the border. I wonder if the King of Ding has any plans?"

Feng Zhiyao said with a fake smile: "The prince said that he is on vacation and all matters are handed over to Master Qingchen. I am afraid that the prince will have to ask Master Qingchen about this matter."

Mo Jingli and Feng Zhiyao were acquaintances, and he knew that if he really beat around the bush with him, he would probably not be able to talk about anything serious until tomorrow morning. He had no choice but to change the subject and asked, "Mr. Feng, are you here to see Master Feng?"

Feng Zhiyao shrugged as a reply. Mo Jingli said calmly, "The Feng family's affairs are somewhat related to Prince Ding's Mansion, but my words don't count. Otherwise, it's okay to give Third Young Master Feng a break for Prince Ding's sake."

Feng Zhiyao lowered his eyes. Was Mo Jingli telling him that he was not the one targeting the Feng family? He smiled coldly in his heart. He was a fool to believe Mo Jingli. He glanced at Concubine Liu Gui beside him. I'm afraid this woman was the one being used. She was indeed a fool with a pretty face. No wonder the prince looked down on her.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I just came here to take a look. Anyway, the Feng family doesn't need a person like me who was kicked out of the family to worry about it, right? I guess Your Highness and Concubine Liu still have things to do, so I'll take my leave first." Feng Zhiyao casually bowed to Mo Jingli and Concubine Liu, and prepared to leave.

"Wait." Concubine Liu Guifei suddenly said.

Feng Zhiyao turned around and looked at Concubine Liu Gui indifferently.

I only heard Concubine Liu Gui said proudly: "You can't leave."

Feng Zhiyao smiled and asked, "Why?"

"You dare to break into the Dali Temple? Do you think the Dali Temple is a place where you can come and go as you please?" Concubine Liu said coldly.

So, Concubine Liu just wanted to find an excuse to keep him. Feng Zhiyao didn't care and asked casually: "What do you want? I want to leave, can you keep me?" Feng Zhiyao's skills were a little difficult to deal with Fu Mo Xiuyao, a first-class master. But it was not difficult to deal with Fu Mo Jingli and Concubine Liu in this narrow path.

Before he finished speaking, Mo Jingli had already retreated to the side without a trace. He had fought with Feng Zhiyao when he was young, and he knew he was no match for him. In this narrow cell, there was not enough space for the guards to fit in. If they were caught by Feng Zhiyao or accidentally injured, it would not look good.

Concubine Liu Gui certainly didn't think of confronting Feng Zhiyao head-on, and sneered, "If you dare to leave, I will kill Feng Huaiting."

Feng Zhiyao lowered his eyes, and after a moment he sighed helplessly, casually took out a short knife from his sleeve and threw it on the ground, and waved his hands to Concubine Liu Guifei to indicate that he had no weapons. Concubine Liu Guifei then waved her hand with satisfaction and asked someone to grab Feng Zhiyao, and at the same time ordered: "Bring out Feng Huaiting as well. I want to take these two people away, Prince Li, is that okay?" Mo Jingli said impatiently: "Whatever." What he wanted was the Feng family's property. In recent years, the two sons of the Feng family have successively taken over the family business. It doesn't matter whether Feng Huaiting is there or not. But he still reminded him, "You'd better be careful not to make things worse. If you provoke Mo Xiuyao, you won't have to be buried with him."

Concubine Liu Gui snorted in dissatisfaction. Deep down in her heart, she didn't believe that Mo Xiu Yao would kill her.

"I naturally know the limits."

Feng Zhiyao was taken away by Concubine Liu without any resistance, and only Feng Huaiting was with him. The rest of the Feng family was handed over to Mo Jingli for disposal, and Feng Zhiyao did not care about what Mo Jingli was going to do. At least compared to the half-crazy Mo Jingqi and the self-righteous Concubine Liu, Mo Jingli was still very sensible most of the time. The Feng family fell into his hands, and as long as the people of Dingwang Mansion were still in the capital, at least these people's names were guaranteed.

In Prince Ding's Palace

Mo Xiuyao, who had just received a report from his subordinates, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "So, Feng Zhiyao was captured by Concubine Liu?"

The secret guard standing a few steps away couldn't help but tremble, wanting to retreat a little inconspicuously to avoid the prince's seemingly peaceful but actually cold cold flame. However, when he met Mo Xiuyao's smiling eyes, he froze and answered with a stiff face: "My lord, Concubine Liu not only captured the third son of Feng from the Dali Temple, but also took away the head of the Feng family, Leng Huaiting." Mo Xiuyao snorted and said nothing. Ye Li raised her hand to cover Mo Xiuyao's arm and smiled lightly: "Feng Huaiting is Feng San's biological father after all. If Feng San really doesn't care, he is not Feng San anymore." How many people in this world are really so hard-hearted that they don't care about anything? Even if the Feng family ignored Feng Zhiyao, Feng Huaiting was still Feng Zhiyao's biological father, so it was impossible for Feng Zhiyao to ignore him. Just like Leng Haoyu, Leng Haoyu's life in the Leng family was not necessarily better than Feng Zhiyao's, but when he heard that Leng Huai was besieged, Leng Haoyu still remembered it like nothing.

Mo Xiuyao rolled his eyes in displeasure, looked at Ye Li with some grievance and said, "I didn't say I wouldn't save Feng Huaiting, so why is Feng San sacrificing himself now?"

Ye Li smiled and said, "I'm afraid this was just an accident. Feng Zhiyao might not have known that Concubine Liu and Prince Li would choose to go to the Dali Temple at that time. It seems that this time, the Feng family's affairs are not only about the Liu family, but also Prince Li."

Mo Xiuyao was not surprised at all. "Most of the power in the capital is now in the hands of Mo Jingli. Without his consent, the Liu family will have to think twice before they can take action against the Feng family. I'm afraid it's not the Liu family that wants to take action against the Feng family, but Mo Jingli."

Ye Li's heart moved, and she looked at Mo Xiuyao and said, "The property of the Feng family? Mo Jingli controls the richest place in the whole Da Chu. He shouldn't be short of money after all these years of management."

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "That may not be the case. Although Mo Jingli controls most of the southern part of Da Chu, his foundation is still very shallow. Jiangnan is full of aristocratic families and the relationships are complicated. It is not easy for Mo Jingli to get money from these people. Besides... raising an army is a very expensive thing."

"You mean... Mo Jingli is secretly expanding his army?" Ye Li naturally understood immediately, and she couldn't help but frowned when she thought of her own guess.

Mo Xiuyao nodded with a smile and said, "Mo Jingli has wanted the throne for a long time. Let's go back to the northwest after the new emperor ascends the throne. I am not in the mood to play with him." Ye Li frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "If that's the case, why do we have to wait until the new emperor ascends the throne?"

"Because I am happy to make him uncomfortable."

"..." As long as Mo Xiuyao was still in the capital, even if Mo Jingli really wanted to usurp the throne, he would not have the courage to do so.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." The subordinate who did not receive a reply was still standing alone in the hall, looking pitifully at Mo Xiuyao who had obviously forgotten his existence.

"Anything else?" Mo Xiuyao asked.

Finally finding the chance to speak, the poor man hurriedly reported what he wanted to say as quickly as possible, "I just received a message from Concubine Liu Guifei that Concubine Liu Guifei will visit Prince Ding's Mansion early tomorrow morning and has some things she wants to discuss with Your Highness. Please don't refuse." Someone who had been holding his breath for a moment finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Concubine Liu? A visit? Don't refuse?" Mo Xiuyao asked with a smile.

The messenger was in tears in his heart and said: Your Majesty, I am just a messenger and this is none of my business.

Ye Li pulled Mo Xiuyao with amusement, and said to his subordinates with a smile: "Okay, Prince, you know, you can go down first."

"Thank you, Princess. I'll take my leave now." The man breathed a sigh of relief, turned around neatly and disappeared at the door of the hall like a flash.

In an unknown cell, Feng Zhiyao was sitting on the simple bed in the cell with a leisurely look. Feng Huaiting, who was imprisoned in the cell next to him, was still sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, resting his mind, and had no intention of communicating with Feng Zhiyao at all.

Feng Zhiyao sat at the head of the bed and looked at the man with gray hair opposite him. He snorted and walked to the railing and knocked hard a few times. After a while, someone came in, stared at Feng Zhiyao warily and asked, "What's the matter, Third Master Feng?" Feng Zhiyao was immediately happy, "Oh? You know me?" Feng Zhiyao looked at the inconspicuous middle-aged man in front of him casually. He had no impression of him. But it can be seen that his martial arts skills are not bad. Feng Zhiyao said, "Bring a cloak, do you want to freeze me to death?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Feng Zhiyao calmly and turned away. After a while, he came back with a dark green rabbit fur cloak with a brocade pattern and handed it to Feng Zhiyao before turning away again. Feng Zhiyao looked at the dark green cloak in his hand and smiled thoughtfully. He raised his hand and the cloak in his hand passed through the bars of the two cells without any hindrance and fell on Feng Huaiting.

Feng Huai Ting opened his eyes, stared at the cloak on his body for a moment, and turned his head to look at Feng Zhiyao beside him. Feng Zhiyao had already slowly walked back to his bed, facing the other side of the wall and ignored him. It was mid-March, and it was still a bit cool even outside, let alone in the dark dungeon. As soon as the cloak was put on, the chill that had originally permeated his body disappeared a lot. Feng Huai Ting silently tugged at the cloak on his body, looking at the man in a thin red coat opposite him, with a rare tenderness in his eyes.

Feng Zhiyao was a martial artist and had been in the battlefield for many years. Naturally, he could sense the gaze on him. He was angry and didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but the gaze kept on him without moving, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He turned around and said unhappily: "Just say what you want to say." Without waiting for Feng Huaiting to speak, Feng Zhiyao continued: "You don't have to think too much. This time, you have been implicated by me. Don't worry, I guarantee that the Feng family will walk out of the prison safely."

"What did you do?" After a long silence, Feng Huai Ting asked in a deep voice.

Feng Zhiyao forced out a strange smile, and looked at Feng Huaiting with a deliberate malice in his eyes, "I kidnapped a person from the palace."

As the head of the Feng family, Feng Huaiting had his own information channels. Even if someone in the palace was missing, he would still know something. After hearing what Feng Zhiyao said, his face changed slightly. After a long while, he said in a deep voice: "It's been so many years...you still can't let it go?"

This time it was Feng Zhiyao's turn to be stunned. He really didn't expect Feng Huaiting to know what he was thinking back then. He looked at the man opposite with a complicated expression, and after a while he growled hurriedly, "This is none of your business!"

The empty cell suddenly fell silent, so quiet that one could almost hear the two people breathing. After a while, Feng Huaiting said, "You are so bold and reckless, are you relying on the support of Prince Ding? If Prince Ding is unwilling or unable to help you, what will you do?"

Feng Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Isn't it a little late to teach me a lesson now?"

Feng Zhiyao did feel guilty for acting impulsively this time, but when he saw Feng Huaiting's cold expression and tone, he couldn't calm down and talk to him properly.

Feng Huaiting looked at him calmly for a long time, and finally sighed softly without saying anything more. Feng Zhiyao stared blankly at Feng Huaiting who closed his eyes again and stopped talking, with mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what he was thinking.