"Your Highness, I'm here to take my daughter back," Prime Minister Feng came straight to the point and stated his purpose.
"Hmm? Your daughter? How could your daughter be in my mansion?" Yuan Yuhan looked at Prime Minister Feng with a strange expression. There was only A Ru, the only mistress in his mansion. This old fool must be here to sow discord.
Prime Minister Feng looked at Yuan Yuhan, who had long since forgotten all about Feng Qiao. He felt a knot in his heart, not knowing what to do.
"The daughter I'm referring to is Feng Qiao, the one who was... sent to the brothel by Your Highness," Prime Minister Feng said with a constipated look on his face.
"Oh, it's her," Yuan Yuhan finally remembered after Prime Minister Feng's reminder. "I remember the time hasn't come yet, right? What's the matter? Has Prime Minister Feng forgotten because of his old age?"
"No, Your Highness. What I mean is that my second daughter is going to enter the palace to be the empress. So, can my eldest daughter... " go home.
Before he could finish his sentence, Yuan Yuhan interrupted him. "Your second daughter is going to be the empress. What does it have to do with Feng Qiao? Or does Prime Minister Feng want to bully me with the identity of the future father - in - law of the emperor? It's not that I'm scaring you. Even if the emperor were here in front of me today asking for someone, he would have to think twice." Yuan Yuhan looked at Prime Minister Feng disdainfully.
For a moment, Prime Minister Feng's face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead. He didn't expect this Regent to be so arrogant. But he had already said what he wanted to say. He couldn't just go back like this. Where would he, the leader of all the officials, put his face?
"Your Highness, so much time has passed, and Qiao'er has already received her due punishment. Please be kind - hearted and let Qiao'er go home," Prime Minister Feng said.
"Humph! I'm sorry. I'm not in the mood to be kind. No way!" Did this old man think he could bully him with his status? He didn't even know his own worth.
"You...!" Prime Minister Feng didn't expect Yuan Yuhan to be so unfeeling. "Then I hope Your Highness will take good care of yourself in the future." After saying that, Prime Minister Feng flicked his sleeves and left.
"Your Highness, why don't we let that Feng Qiao go back?" She was already crazy. What was the use of keeping her?
"Who knows if Feng Qiao is really crazy or just pretending? What if she dies as soon as she goes out? And the person behind Feng Qiao hasn't been found yet. How could I let her leave so easily?" Yuan Yuhan squinted his eyes. Things were getting more and more interesting.
Who on earth was manipulating such a huge game of chess?
"Master, what do you think of this matter?" Zhu Fei asked Mu Fengqie for her opinion after telling her the news from Yuan Yuhan.
"What else can I think? Can I stop the emperor from marrying the empress?" Mu Fengqie said indifferently. "But just tell the prince to keep a good eye on Feng Qiao. Nine times out of ten, she's pretending to be crazy. Don't let her run away."
"Yes, I understand," Zhu Fei nodded in response.
Soon, the Ministry of Rites calculated an auspicious day, seven days later. Everything was prepared in a hurry. Fortunately, there were many people, so the work got done quickly. In less than three days, all the necessary things were ready.
On the day the empress got married, everyone came out to watch. It had to be said that Prime Minister Feng had really spared no expense. The dowry he had prepared would make anyone envious.
The wedding ceremony of the emperor and the empress was extremely complicated, especially for the empress. She had to wear a total of five pieces of clothing, not to mention the phoenix crown on her head.
The empress stood at the bottom of the steps and looked at the person standing on the high platform. She walked up step by step. This process had to be completed by herself. No one could help her in the middle, or it would be a violation of the rules, and she would be disqualified from being the empress.
There were a total of 999 steps. After the empress walked up, she was sweating all over. Fortunately, there was a layer of thin veil on her head, so no one could see it.
"Long live the emperor! Long live! Long live!"
"Long live the empress! Long live! Long live!"
"All officials may rise," a solemn voice sounded. Yuan Yuchuan was a bit more satisfied with this empress. Such a woman would surely be able to manage the harem well.
The wedding of the emperor and the empress was different from that of ordinary people. They didn't worship heaven and earth. After receiving the kneeling and bowing of the court officials, all the ceremonies were completed. They just had to wait for the wedding night.
However, while the empress was waiting in the Cizao Palace, a bloody incident happened in the west of the city.
"Hurry up and chase. Don't let her get away!"
Feng Qiao took advantage of the inattentiveness of the servants today and ran out. She thought she could escape because there were so many people on the street today. But the problem was that she was discovered when she ran out of the prince's mansion. The Regent directly sent all the guards in his mansion to catch her.
When she saw that there was no way forward, Feng Qiao was in despair. She had pretended to be crazy for so many days just to make the guards let down their guard. But now, all her efforts were about to go to waste.
Just as Feng Qiao was about to surrender, a black - clothed man came out and took her away. The guards chasing after Feng Qiao looked at each other, said nothing, and went back.
As for Feng Qiao, the prince's secret guards were following her, so there was no need to worry. They had just run out to put on a show.
Feng Qiao was taken to an abandoned courtyard by that man.
"Who are you?" Feng Qiao looked at the black - clothed man in front of her warily.
"I'm sent by my master. Have you said anything you shouldn't have in the prince's mansion these days?" The man directly revealed his identity.
Hearing that he was sent by that person, Feng Qiao let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that that person hadn't given up on her.
"No, I'm very tight - lipped. I haven't said a thing," Feng Qiao thought that the person in front of her was here to save her. But she panicked when she saw him take out a knife.
"What... what do you want to do?" Feng Qiao took a step back.
"Master said you're useless now. You have to keep the secret well. Only the dead will keep their mouths shut forever," the black - clothed man looked at Feng Qiao viciously and slowly raised the knife in his hand.
"No... don't..." Feng Qiao looked at him with a pale face, filled with regret. Why didn't she just stay in the Regent's mansion?
Feng Qiao turned around and tried to run, but how could a weak woman outrun a martial - arts expert? After running only two steps, she was acupointed by that man. She stood still, looking at the person in front of her in horror.
"Miss Feng, have a good journey," the man said as he stabbed the knife into Feng Qiao's chest. However, the wound wasn't deep.
He never killed people quickly. He enjoyed the process of killing. He loved watching the prey he caught die little by little. The expression of wanting to resist but being powerless was simply the most beautiful expression in the world.
The man stabbed Feng Qiao again and again. Soon, she lost too much blood and fainted.