The real murderer of the abandoned concubine of Emperor Phoenix, accompany me to the warm room for dinner

Just as Feng Qingchen had expected, Ye Ye was still unconscious and the emperor had already issued an order to deal with him. As a suspect, Feng Qingchen should have been thrown into jail, but considering that the competition with the Su family was imminent, the emperor sent the imperial guards to surround the Feng Mansion, and except for normal purchases, no one was allowed to enter or leave the Feng Mansion, especially Feng Qingchen, who was not allowed to step out of the Feng Mansion.

Feng Qingchen didn't care about the temporary loss of freedom. What she cared about was that Yun Xiao's surgery had to be postponed again. Originally, she had talked to Yun Xiao and asked Yun Xiao to move into the Chu Feng Mansion on the eighth day of the first lunar month to prepare for the surgery. However, the popularity of the pregnancy-preserving drugs delayed Yun Xiao, and Feng Qingchen had to change the time.

Let's change it. Feng Qingchen discussed with Yun Xiao and agreed to perform surgery on Yun Xiao before the competition with Su Rou. After all, no one can guarantee that there will be no accidents during the competition. If Feng Qingchen was injured, it would take another ten days or half a month. But the death of Ye City Lord happened.

"I really don't know whether Yun Xiao has so many misfortunes or I have so many misfortunes." Feng Qingchen felt depressed when he thought about all the bad things.

"It's not you who are in trouble, it's the people who meet you who are in trouble. I sympathize with Ye Ye." Xiling Tianyu's injuries have mostly healed, but he still can't use force on his feet.

Originally, Xiling Tianyu planned to stay for a few more days, but after something like this happened, he had no way of staying in Feng Mansion any longer.

There are surveillance inside and outside the Feng Mansion, so it is extremely inconvenient for him to do anything. He is now fighting with Xiling Tianlei at a critical point. If he cannot collect intelligence and give orders in time, and Xiling Tianlei seizes the initiative, it will be a tragedy.

You know, waiting for a favorite concubine to miscarry is not an easy thing. If you miss this time, you don’t know when the next time will be.

"I'm just unlucky. City Lord Ye's death has nothing to do with me." Feng Qingchen despised Xiling Tianyu for running away alone.

“Although City Lord Ye did not die at your hands, he died indirectly because of you. If it weren’t for framing you, perhaps the other party would not have killed City Lord Ye.” Xiling Tianyu’s attitude was absolutely neutral.

Uh... Feng Qingchen was full of black lines on his forehead: "You can't say that. You can't put the blame on me just because Ye Ye and I have a grudge."

"Why not? Don't you know that the royal family is best at inciting anger? Even if Ye Ye knows afterwards that you are not the murderer, he will not let you go." Xiling Tianyu was reminding Feng Qingchen not to think that Ye Ye would forget about the matter just because he had proved his innocence.

"I understand." Feng Qingchen nodded after a moment of silence. She had never thought about reconciling her past grudges with Ye Bing, and whether Ye Ye agreed or not.

"Thank you for the reminder. When Prince Yu goes out, please tell Uncle Ninth Prince when you meet him. I will handle the matter myself this time." The other party obviously wanted to drag Uncle Ninth Prince into this, and she didn't want Uncle Ninth Prince to be involved.

Xiling Tianyu looked at Feng Qingchen deeply and nodded heavily: "Okay, besides this, is there anything else? Do you want me to tell Uncle Jiuhuang how pitiful you are in Feng Mansion?"

Well, he was jealous of the Ninth Uncle. Why were his women better than ordinary women? When they were framed for murder, they didn't cry and ask their men to come forward. Instead, they told the other party not to worry and said they would handle it themselves.

This is really outrageous. If every woman is like Feng Qingchen, how embarrassed would these men be?

"Prince Yu, you are joking. I am doing fine in Feng Mansion. But you, Prince Yu, should take care of yourself on your journey and be careful not to hurt your feet again. It is easy to enter my Feng Mansion but difficult to leave." Feng Qingchen kindly reminded Xiling Tianyu that if he came to Feng Mansion again, it would not be so easy to leave.

“Don’t worry, this prince won’t be so unlucky, and you don’t have to envy me. This prince is different from you. Of course, I won’t be locked up in Feng Mansion. It’s not like being in jail, but it’s better than being in prison.” Xiling Tianyu fought back unwillingly.

“Rare!”

Feng Qingchen's current situation is really no different from being in prison, except that the conditions are a little better. He has no freedom at all.

Of course, freedom depends on who it means to. For Feng Qingchen, the monitor sent by the emperor could not play much of a role for her. On the night that Xiling Tianyu left, Feng Qingchen also came from Feng Mansion to the secret room of Su Mansion.

Completely wrapped in black, Feng Qingchen almost blended into the night. Lan Jiuqing stood at the door of the secret room. He did not disturb Feng Qingchen, but just stared at Feng Qingchen's back in a daze.

Feng Qingchen, who said nothing, was like a static painting, calm and peaceful. She was not angry or worried about the events of the day at all, as if nothing could make her lose her mind except for her parents' affairs.

Lan Jiuqing looked at Feng Qingchen in silence. He didn't know how long he had been looking at her. It was not until Feng Qingchen noticed something was wrong and turned around that the two of them broke the silence in the room.

"Jiuqing, when did you come? Why didn't you remind me?"

Lan Jiuqing came back to his senses and walked into the room with confidence: "I just arrived not long ago, and I saw that you were thinking about something, so I didn't disturb you."

"What are you thinking about? I was just daydreaming." She was indeed thinking about something, thinking about Zuo An's words.

She always felt that Zuo An was hinting at something, but she just couldn't figure it out.

Lan Jiuqing did not expose Feng Qingchen. He pointed to the stone chair opposite and motioned Feng Qingchen to sit down: "Wenqing said you have something to ask me, what is it?"

He and Feng Qingchen would never meet unless it was necessary, which made Lan Jiuqing a little discouraged, but he had nothing to say.

"I would like to ask you to help me investigate the death of City Lord Ye." Feng Qingchen was not polite and went straight to the point.

"Okay, accompany me to the greenhouse for a meal." Lan Jiuqing put forward his conditions without any hesitation.

"Ah?" Feng Qingchen thought he had misheard and asked, "What did you just say?"

"Accompany me to the greenhouse for a meal. I know that the glass greenhouse is your property. It's not too much to accompany me for a meal." Lan Jiuqing said coolly. Because of the mask, no one could see the blush on his face.

Why would you put forward such a condition?

Feng Qingchen was extremely puzzled, staring at Lan Jiuqing, making sure that Lan Jiuqing was not joking, and nodded blankly: "Not too much, then can you show up in public?"

"Why not? I'm not a wanted criminal in Dongling. Besides, your greenhouse is very good. There won't be an ambush there." Lan Jiuqing's serious explanation made Feng Qingchen doubt for a moment that going to the greenhouse for dinner was an event no less important than a meeting between the leaders of the two countries.

"That makes sense. Tell me in advance when you are free and I will have someone close the shop on that day to avoid being disturbed." Feng Qingchen was too lazy to think about why.

"Okay." Lan Jiuqing's voice softened a little: "After finding the real culprit, what are you going to do?"

Now that he had received the benefits, Lan Jiuqing became easier to talk to.

"Pah." Feng Qingchen took out a pistol and handed it to Lan Jiuqing: "Shoot him for me and tell him to do it more beautifully next time he wants to frame me. He did it too poorly. I don't even want to look at the wound."

A bullet shot into the body by internal force is completely different from a bullet shot into the body by a gun. The former does not have any explosive power and just goes straight into the body like an ordinary grain of rice.

But guns are completely different. Under the huge explosive force, the wound caused by the bullet will be much larger than the bullet itself, and the wound will be like an explosion.

Even without seeing City Lord Ye's body, Feng Qingchen could be sure of what happened to City Lord Ye's wounds. You have to know that there is no second gun in the Kyushu Continent.

"Okay, I understand. But you have to teach me how to use it."

Lan Jiuqing took the gun, felt the residual warmth on the gun handle, and smiled...

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