Liancheng and the Emperor.

Feng Qingchen was not surprised to hear what Empress Dowager Xie said. In fact, after receiving the message from Empress Dowager Xie, Feng Qingchen guessed that this matter was most likely related to the retired emperor. She just didn't expect Liancheng to intervene in this matter.

"Liancheng?" This was not the first time she had heard of this place, nor was it the first time she had looked for her. Feng Qingchen had an indescribable disgust towards Liancheng. After bidding farewell to Queen Mother Xie, Feng Qingchen went straight back to the Feng Mansion.

"Miss, the Ninth Prince just came and left a quarter of an hour ago." The housekeeper reported dutifully. Feng Qingchen nodded to show that she understood. She walked a few steps and then stopped: "Give the Cui family a note. I want to see Cui Haoting. Tell Shuntian Prefecture Yi to increase the search in the city and never let anyone take Feng Jin out of the city."

If she were to bring Feng Jin to Liancheng, things would become even more troublesome, and she didn't have the ability to send troops to destroy Liancheng.

"Yes." The housekeeper hurried to deal with it, not daring to delay for a moment.

Ever since Feng Jin was kidnapped, everyone in the Feng Mansion has been on the move. No one dared to be lazy. Everyone was extremely alert and wanted to search the entire imperial city.

Seeing Feng's attempt to get in the way, Chun Hui and the other two stepped forward. They did not dare to defend themselves, and only reported the news they had found out today to Feng Qingchen: "Miss, Young Master Ling Tian has been going out frequently recently. He goes to a study called Ji Mo Xuan every day and stays there for an hour or two."

"Ji Moxuan? Go tell Shuntian Prefecture to confiscate it." Feng Qingchen was not sure whether Ling Tian was behind this matter. She would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.

"Yes." Chun Hui nodded in response. Qiu Hui hesitated for a moment and said, "Miss, someone below reported that there is a coffin shop near the city. That shop has been open for several years, and the business has not been good. However, both the shopkeeper and the waiter have persisted, and there has been no change in the past few years."

"Coffin shop?" Feng Qingchen knew that this kind of shop usually closed for three years, and made a living for three years after reopening. Selling a good coffin was enough to support the shop for several years, so it was okay for the shop to survive even if the business was not very good. However, to be on the safe side, Feng Qingchen still asked someone to keep an eye on it: "Don't let anyone find out."

"I understand." Qiu Hua responded and went down. Only Dong Qing stared at the tip of her shoes, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. Feng Qingchen glanced at her and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"Yes, young lady." Dong Qing was startled and instinctively lowered her head. She hesitated when she was about to speak. Feng Qingchen glanced at her and turned around to leave, but Dong Qing suddenly spoke: "Young lady, I heard the Ninth Prince say the word Liancheng before he left."

She didn't know whether this counted as betraying the Ninth Uncle, but she couldn't help but say it.

"Liancheng? Liancheng again." Feng Qingchen paused, turned around and looked at Dong Qing, and said approvingly: "You did a good job. Next time you encounter such a thing, you don't need to hesitate. Remember, your master is me."

"I understand." Dong Qing wiped a cold sweat from her forehead and secretly felt lucky that she had made the right bet.

The sky was getting dark, and the moonlight was shining dimly on the imperial city. Feng Qingchen did not rush to look for the Ninth Uncle, but prepared to look for Lan Jiuqing. Lan Jiuqing had a special relationship with Lian Cheng, so she wanted to ask Lan Jiuqing to help her pass on a message, to ensure Feng Jin's safety, and to let Lian Cheng know that he should not think that she would not know who the perpetrator was just because she was sneaking around.

After sending the letter, Feng Qingchen's tense nerves relaxed and he slumped in his chair, thinking about the recent mess.

Maybe she should listen to the Ninth Uncle and not interfere in Cui's affairs, but...

If she remained passive and did nothing, she would be in a situation where she was always being beaten, just like she is now, and even implicate the people around her.

"I wonder how Feng Jin is doing now?" Feng Qingchen's eyes became sore when he thought of Feng Jin's little ball.

Feng Jin is still sick, and I don't know if the people who arrested him will take good care of him? I don't know if Feng Jin's condition will get worse?

Feng Qingchen was extremely worried, and Lan Jingyang, who had caught Feng Jin, was also very upset. After Feng Jin woke up from the drug, he kept crying and no matter how he was coaxed, it was useless.

Although Lan Jingyang is not a gentleman, he cannot harm such a young child. The most important thing is that he learned from the people who were buried next to the Ninth Prince that Feng Jin was related to Zuo An, who was ranked first on the killer list.

Just because of this relationship, Lan Jingyang didn't dare to be harsh towards Feng Jin. If anything happened to Feng Jin, he would be targeted by Zuo An.

"You, go look after him and don't let him cry." Lan Jingyang was annoyed by the noise and pointed casually.

The woman who was being pointed at shuddered, and without saying a word she ran to the bedside, picked Feng Jin up, patted Feng Jin's back carefully, and hummed an incomprehensible tune.

Feng Jin was still crying, but because someone was comforting her and she was tired from crying, her crying became much quieter.

Lan Jingyang exhaled, looked up, and realized that it was Feng Li Youge who was coaxing the child. He said sarcastically: "I didn't realize that you are still useful."

Feng Li Youge's body trembled, her hands loosened, and Feng Jin fell from her hands...

Wow... Feng Jin was frightened and burst into tears. Lan Jingyang's face suddenly changed and he rushed forward. When Feng Jin landed on the ground, he managed to hug Feng Jin.

Huh... Lan Jingyang let out a breath, turned around and stood up while holding Feng Jin. After making sure that the child was fine, he went to find the culprit.

Feng Li Qingge's face turned pale and his whole body was shaking. When he saw Lan Jingyang standing up, he stepped back in fear.

Lan Jingyang held Feng Jin and walked closer. He raised his hand and slapped Feng Li Qingge: "Stupid woman."

Feng Li Qingge tilted her head, tears and blood flowed out at the same time, but she didn't dare to cry out loud. She looked like a young wife who had been bullied, so pitiful. Unfortunately, her appearance did not arouse Lan Jingyang's sympathy. Lan Jingyang stuffed the frightened and crying Feng Jin into Feng Li Qingge's hands and threatened: "Keep an eye on him, if anything happens to him, I will make you live a life worse than death."

Feng Li Qingge didn't say anything, but just held Feng Jin tightly in his arms and patted Feng Jin's back mechanically. He looked like a wooden man without a soul. Lan Jingyang was very satisfied with Feng Li Qingge's half-dead appearance and left with peace of mind.

After Lan Jingyang left, Feng Li Qingge still stood there holding Feng Jin, motionless, but tears fell one by one on Feng Jin's face, splashing...

Feng Jin seemed to understand Feng Li Qingge's sadness. His crying gradually stopped. His bright dark eyes stared at Feng Li Qingge without blinking, blinking from time to time with a look of confusion on his face.

Facing Feng Jin's clear eyes, Feng Li Qingge cried even harder. Feng Jin struggled twice and stretched out his little hand to touch Feng Li Qingge. Feng Li Qingge was stunned when she suddenly touched Feng Jin's warm and soft little hand. She choked and cried, hugged Feng Jin tightly in her arms, her cheek touching Feng Jin's face, and her tears fell even harder...

"Don't be afraid, little darling. I will protect you. Even if I die, I will never let you fall into the hands of that bastard."

"My dear, trust me, I will definitely rescue you."

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That night, Feng Li Qingge hugged Xiao Fengjin and cried uncontrollably. Her dead eyes gradually became brighter as she cried, and her gaze became more determined.

Even if it was for the sake of the little baby in her arms, she had to fight hard. She couldn't stand this kind of living death anymore...