"Maybe!" Prime Minister Wang nodded.

Feng Yunqing also turned his head at the same time, watching the horse's hooves walk in quickly, wearing a black suit in the imperial guards, wearing a unique Hong Yanzi, representing the imperial guards in the palace. Each person and a horse were obviously running very quickly, and he shouted while walking, and in a blink of an eye it came to his eyes.

"Report! Your Majesty, an assassin entered the palace. His Highness the Ninth Prince was seriously injured..." The visitor immediately dismounted and fell to the ground.

"What?" The old emperor inside the imperial chasing was shocked, but he still did not lift the closed curtain: "How serious is the injury?"

"I was stabbed by an assassin on my body, which hurt my ribs. It was very serious. The Ninth Prince was already unconscious. Now the imperial doctor is treating him." The visitor said immediately.

"Set out! Go back to the palace immediately!" The old emperor immediately said in a deep voice. His voice could not hide his anxiety.

"yes!"

Suddenly, the imperial guards drove up. Some of the imperial guards opened the way, followed by eunuchs and palace maids, and then another part of the imperial guards followed in an orderly manner. The imperial guards did not make a word anymore and left in a hurry.

"Greatly send me a greeting to the emperor!" The family guards of Feng Mansion once again rang out loud.

Prime Minister Wang watched the old emperor leave, and immediately followed and ordered the coachman: "Follow the emperor to enter the palace!"

Fengyun stood up while sitting lightly, looking at the vast number of people leaving, his eyes were empty, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable. An assassin entered the palace, and Chu Yuanxi was assassinated and was unconscious. He didn't know if he was worried about his life? A worry suddenly rose in his heart.

He knew Chu Yuanxi's martial arts skills. It seems that the assassin must be very powerful. Otherwise, with Chu Yuanxi's martial arts skills, he would not be seriously injured and unconscious.

Seeing that the bright yellow imperial chassis disappeared quickly at the end of the road, Feng Yunqing thought about the old emperor's attitude towards her, and from beginning to end the old man did not lift the curtain of the imperial chassis. Later, the hesitation seemed to want to say something, and the word "I" interrupted by the shouts of the guards, not me, but me...

Her eyebrows were furrowed tightly. She was sure that she had absolutely no friendship with the old emperor. She reached out to rub her forehead. After thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure it out. So she stopped thinking, turned around, looked at the people still kneeling on the ground, and said lightly: "Get up!"

Everyone stood up in a hurry. Feng Yunqing stopped looking at them and immediately walked back. The door closed tightly again.

In the darkness at the corner of Fengfu East Wall Street, an ordinary carriage was parked there quietly, and it seemed that it had been a long time. Ma Jing, the people in the car were quieter, and the people driving in front of the car were quieter. There was almost no sound, so people would not notice that there was a car here at all.

Seeing the old emperor's imperial carriage leave, the gate of Feng Mansion closed tightly again, Feng Wu, wearing a hat in front of the car, immediately whispered to the person in the car: "Master! The emperor has left, Miss Chen'er is fine."

"Yeah! Go home!" Mei Ruxue in the car was lying on the soft cushion of the snow fox fur half-relying on the wall of the car. Ruyu's fingers played with a jade pendant carved with a phoenix pattern in her hand, with a graceful and elegant face expressionless face.

"Yes!" Feng Wu pulled the reins of the horse, raised the four hooves and headed towards the Mei Mansion.

In the darkness at the corner of the West Wall Street of Fengfu, an ordinary carriage was parked there, just as silent. A man shrouded in a black fog in front of the car watched the old emperor's imperial carriage leave, and the gate of Fengfu closed tightly again and whispered to the person in the car: "Criminal! The emperor has left. Miss Feng Qi is safe and sound!"

"Yes!" The person in the car responded faintly. Then he sighed softly: "Go home!"

"Yes!" Lan Yan also pulled the reins of the horse, raised his four hooves, almost at the same time as Mei Ruxue's carriage, galloping towards the Blue Prince's Mansion.

In Feng Mansion, Feng Yunqing walked inside with a heavy footstep. Suddenly, he stopped, turned his head to look east, frowned and looked west, and raised his head, looked at the ray of dawn blooming in the sky, sighed, and murmured: "The sky is finally dawn!"

Slowly retracting his gaze, Fengyun gently exhaled the turbid air in his chest and looked at the pavilion in the water pavilion. The four people had already left. They walked in and saw Li Zi's small figure running over from a distance. Their eyes flashed lightly and their steps continued.

"Master, Master, His Highness the Crown Prince was captured by the Emperor Yingyue Leader..." Little Lizi ran to Feng Yunqing, out of breath, and had a pale face.

"Well! Do you know that it is the leader of Shadow Moon?" Feng Yun looked at Little Li Zi with a slight slightest. No wonder the man in black had such high martial arts skills. It turned out to be the leader of Shadow Moon of the royal family.

"Yes, I have seen it once by the ninth prince." Li Zi reached out and stroked her chest, looked at Feng Yunqing, and said anxiously: "Master, please save Your Highness the Crown Prince! Last time the ninth prince was arrested by the leader of Yingyue. When he came back, he was covered in blood. He was unconscious for a month and almost couldn't wake up."

"So?" Feng Yunqing's little face turned pale, and then he frowned: "I don't think the emperor looks like..."

"Master, think about it! Your Highness the Crown Prince has just divorced the Crown Prince. Can Prime Minister Wang give up? The emperor wants to give up the matter. He will definitely ask Your Highness to take back the divorce letter, but Your Highness is so handsome that he will not take it back even if he is beaten to death. The emperor must know, so..." Little Lizi looked at Feng Yunqing and immediately cried anxiously: "Since the Emperor has dispatched Yingyue's leader, this time the Crown Prince is afraid that his highness will be in danger. Last time, the Ninth Prince just fought with the Fourth Prince, and was given to Yingyue for training by the Emperor, and he became like that when he came back..."

Feng Yunqing's heart tightened, remembering Chu Zhaoyan's decisive expression when she was writing a divorce letter, and the expression of the last stroke of the pen. At that time, it was definitely not just what she thought he was no longer loving Wang Lingran, there must be others.

That is his divorce letter. It was not just his marriage to the woman Wang Lingran, but the position of the crown prince. Think about who Prime Minister Wang was? He held power for half his life, was in power in the court, and had countless disciples. The court almost supported Chu Zhaoyan. Although Chu Zhaoyan lingered in flowers day and night over the years and the ministers also complained, the call for a prince was still not changed. It was all because of Prime Minister Wang's face or Prime Minister Wang.

Next is that Chu Zhaoyan’s mother’s home is General Liu’s mansion, and General Liu controls one-third of the troops in Nanyang. So he must support Chu Zhaoyan, which is absolutely unconditional.

Therefore, this literary and military figure, coupled with Chu Zhaoyan's legitimate position as the crown prince, is basically him in the future. Other princes are hard to match. Chu Yuanxi can still compete with him, but it is also a bit difficult. Because his reputation is not right, this is the biggest difficulty...

In just a moment, Feng Yunqing was inspired by Li Zi's words. Her lips were bitten tightly and her brows frowned. Why didn't she expect such a thorough thing? It was probably because there were too many things in the past two days, and she still couldn't calm down. Or the person involved was confused and the bystanders were cleared.

"How long has the Shadow Moon leader been away?" Feng Yun looked at Little Li Zi with a slight look.

"I just left when I ran over, and I've probably had half a cup of tea yet." Little Lizi said immediately.

"Which direction did you leave?" Feng Yunqing asked immediately. He had reached into his arms and took out a white veil covering it on his head. She had to rescue Chu Zhaoyan. If she didn't go at this time, she felt that she would regret it.

"The West seems to have gone to the forbidden area of ​​the palace. There are always princes who punish the royal family for committing crimes..." Little Lizi said immediately.

Before he finished speaking, Fengyunqing had already tapped his toes, like a wisp of wind and wind. The body of Baiyi formed a white line and chased him towards the direction of the palace.

"Master......" Little Lizi was talking, and there was no figure in front of him. Looking at the white line in the air, his small eyes were as big as a copper bell. Is his eyes blurry?

Feng Yunqing couldn't care so much at this time, and he improved his whole body's skills to the highest level. As soon as he left Feng Mansion, a figure flashed in front of him, blocking her way.

He stopped suddenly, Fengyun looked at Wenchu ​​and said anxiously: "If you have something to do, wait for me to come back!" He threw down a sentence and flew up again.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to save Chu Zhaoyan? I'm not sure!" Wenchu ​​flew again to stop Feng Yunqing's face. A delicate and jade-like face looked at her gloomy: "Have you forgotten that your surname is Feng? Chu Zhaoyan has a irreconcilable hatred with their Chu family."

"I don't care! You dodge, I'll just save him today. I don't know what unimaginable hatred between Feng and the Chu family. I only know that three hundred years have passed and there is no dust. I only know that Chu Zhaoyan is innocent." Feng Yunqing was anxious, looking at the direction of the palace, without a trace of the breath of the leader of Shadow Moon, his eyes were also stained with an anxious look. Looking at Wenchu ​​who blocked her and said with a gloomy face.

"Don't be obsessed with it! Have you forgotten who gave you life? How can your mother, who is not flowing with Feng's blood, have you?" Wenchu's face turned cold as if she had heard Feng Yunqing's words. When she thought that Chu Zhaoyan had given up his crown princess for Feng Yunqing, he felt uncomfortable and sore and painful. Now when he saw Feng Yunqing wanting to go, Chu Zhaoyan was even more angry.

"Yes, we have one stubborn. Giving me life does not mean that I don't have my own thoughts." Feng Yun was ruthless and gritted his teeth and shook out the white silk on his wrist. Feng Yuan's most fierce blood-stained river in the world suddenly passed it out, and his little face was also cold: "You are willing to take revenge and get yourself back, don't bother me!"
Chapter completed!