Yuhe Palace

Feng Wuxin expressed that he did not understand why Yancangzhou suddenly made such a move.

But for people with this kind of identity, any decision is taken into account the existence of interests before making any decision.

Standing beside Mo Yi, Feng Wuxin looked at Yancangzhou like ice, with a pair of beautiful eyebrows slightly frowning.

The powerful aura circulated between Yancangzhou and Mo Yi almost enveloped Yuhegong, making people feel depressed.

"Master-in-law, let's go home if you're hungry."

"Okay, madam, let's go."

Mo Yi naturally held Feng Wuxin's hand in the palm of his hand. This movement was familiar and warm, and Feng Wuxin was also linked with his big hand.

To outsiders, the relationship between the two people has reached a certain level, but in the hearts of the two, there seems to be a shallow strangeness flowing.

"Woman, remember what I said. If you think about it, the gate of the Three Kings' Mansion will be opened for you at any time."

Looking at Feng Wuxin who was gradually disappearing from sight, a cold sentence from Yancangzhou echoed between heaven and earth.

Feng Wuxin did not look back, but just silently cursed Yancangzhou in his heart and said that he was mentally retarded.

Does this person want to sow discord between her and Mo Yi?

Sorry, there is no relationship between her and Mo Yi, and it is just a transaction, so the third prince, your trick will not play a slight role in them.

The two left the palace, and a carriage slowly moved forward, heading towards the Qiansui Mansion.

In the carriage, Feng Wuxin looked at Mo Yi, who was leaning on the fur mat, and bit his lips, as if he had something to say. However, before Feng Wuxin spoke, Mo Yi asked Feng Wuxin's murder case first.

"Madam, what clues did you find?"

Mo Yi lay on his side, supporting his head with one hand and holding the book with the other. Three thousand inks went down vertically, and it was pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at it, and the handsomeness of 360 degrees without blind spots.

Listening to Mo Yi's words, Feng Wuxin let go of what he wanted to say to him and said about the murder of Guifei An.

"The clues are nothing, but there are many doubts."

She heard a lot of things happening in the palace from Eunuch Li. These things seem to have no connection with Concubine An’s murder, but in fact they are all conditions that subtly promote Concubine An’s death.

"When Eunuch Li and I went to Yuhe Palace, there was no palace maid or eunuch in Yuhe Palace. Logically speaking, the master had just died, and as a servant of Concubine An, it was impossible for him to be arranged to serve the new master so quickly."

This is the biggest doubt that Feng Wuxin has shown today.

Concubine An’s rights during her lifetime were no less than the queen. Although she did not have the title of the queen, she was already the lord of the harem in secret.

Logically speaking, Concubine An suddenly died suddenly. The maids and eunuchs of Yuhe Palace wanted to collect the corpse of their master. On the contrary, the maids and eunuchs of Yuhe Palace were transferred to other palaces to serve the master before Concubine An was cold, which was a bit unreasonable.

Moreover, is this kind of efficiency a little too amazing? Unless they already know that Concubine An will die, or rather, it is to determine when Concubine An will die.

"It's indeed a doubt."

Mo Yi nodded and placed the book in his hand on the coffee table. The eyes of the phoenix fell on Feng Wuxin's body, which made Feng Wuxin feel irritable and guilty.

"Don't you think so, that father-in-law?"

Whenever Mo Yi looked at him with this kind of eyes, she felt like she had made a huge mistake.

Could it be that it is because of the Yancangzhou incident?

"Grandpa, I don't know what happened to the third prince. When Eunuch Li and I were about to leave Yuhe Palace, we met the guy in Yancangzhou."

Feng Wuxin called Yancangzhou's name and said everything he had just born in Yuhe's palace, in detail, and even the words Yancangzhou and her said to Mo Yi clearly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mrs.

"Master-in-law, don't you want to ask anything else?"

After Feng Wuxin's explanation was over, he heard Mo Yi's answer that only Mrs. Xu Kuo said, which made it a little confused.

Logically speaking, a man's wife is beaten by another man and poaches, and a man will get angry.

If you take a step back, even if it is a transactional relationship between her and Mo Yi, you have to worry about it in terms of face to make sense. On the contrary, Mo Yi's attitude is very calm.

"Don't my father-in-law really don't want to know the specific reason for this incident in Yancangzhou and that incident between Brother Lie that day?"

As the same goes, even a man can't stand his wife doing something extraordinary. Even if other men take the initiative, the woman is just a victim.

But seeing Mo Yi's expression, I didn't care or want to know any reason. For some reason, Feng Wuxin felt a hint of loss in his heart.

But when she thought about it, she was so disappointed!

Mo Yi used coercive means to block the spread of Brother Lie's incident, and also to take into account his own interests in the court.

"The wife is the wife of the husband, and of course, she believes that the wife is innocent without any condition for her husband."

One sentence interrupted Feng Wuxin's thoughts.

He slowly raised his head and his bright phoenix eyes met the pair of soul-stirring phoenix eyes. Feng Wuxin looked at Mo Yi, and the loss that had just flowed in his heart instantly dissipated, and an inexplicable little touch appeared.

With a bang, Feng Wuxin reached out and patted Mo Yi on the shoulder, proving his determination with a very bold and cheerful attitude.

"Don't worry, grandpa, if you want you to frame me without changing your rules, Wuxin will definitely help you turn Kyoto into a pot of porridge and will never let down your reputation as a treacherous minister."

"I have Mrs. Lau, thank you again for your husband."

He slowly let out a breath, and Mo Yi's eyes felt a little helpless, but Feng Wuxin did not see the smile hidden under Mo Yi's eyes again. Perhaps even Mo Yi himself did not notice the smile in his heart.

The atmosphere on the carriage was particularly harmonious. Yancangzhou's plan of disagreement did not have any effect between Feng Wuxin and Mo Yi, but instead fueled the fire and brought the two of them one step closer invisibly.

Even Yan Ming, who was driving a carriage, felt that his master was in a very good mood.

For some reason, since she learned that Feng Wuxin might have been framed, rather than being a dirty body, combined with Feng Wuxin's performance in Qiansui Mansion during this period, Yan Ming seemed to be not as annoying as before.

When the carriage returned to Qiansui Mansion, Feng Wuxin was in a good mood and made a table full of delicious dishes. Some dishes that could be eaten in this era, and some were good dishes that were not available in this era. "My father-in-law, we will not return without getting drunk, I will respect it first!"
Chapter completed!