Chapter 272 Father, I hate you
"My lord, there are people from the palace, saying that the emperor has called you into the palace."
At this time, the guard walked in from the outside and said anxiously.
"Drive them out." Feng Yili said indifferently.
He doesn't want to care about other things now, he just wants to get his princess back.
"Ninth Emperor Brother, I know you are very sad now, so there is no need to enter the palace. I will come to you in person."
At this moment, Feng Yijin's voice came from outside.
Soon, his bright yellow figure appeared in front of everyone.
He actually came?
"See the emperor."
Seeing Feng Yijin, the rest reluctantly knelt down and saluted.
Feng Yili was still comforting Xiao Baozi, without even raising his head.
When Feng Yijin saw this scene, a bit of annoyance flashed in his cloudy eyeballs.
But soon, he thought of something, and the anger in his eyes turned into contentment.
With a light cough, he pretended to be unintentional and said: "I heard that last night, Brother Nine Emperors, you went to make a big fuss at the National Teacher's Mansion. What's going on? The National Teacher is a loyal minister of our Tianxia Kingdom. You can't let these Loyal ministers are chilling."
"Your Majesty, a thief broke into the National Teacher's Mansion last night. Our prince went to protect the National Teacher's Mansion. Sure enough, when we were in the National Teacher's Mansion, we found a thief pretending to be the National Teacher's Mansion, but we have already killed him."
Knowing that their lords are not in the mood to pay attention to the emperor now, Jiang Ying immediately stood up and responded.
Feng Yijin glanced at Jiang Ying, and was rarely angry.
He said quietly: "That's really hard work, Brother Nine Emperors. That thief dared to pretend to be the national teacher. He should be killed. I just received the news. It turns out that the national teacher has not returned to Beijing. It seems that we saw him last night. That national teacher is a fake."
Hearing Feng Yijin's words, Feng Yili patted Xiao Baozi's hand on the back, feeling very hostile all over his body.
"Also, don't worry, Brother Nine Emperors, about Concubine Qin's murder of Yu Yunxi. I will definitely give you an explanation. After all, Yu Yunxi is also the Princess Regent, and a generous burial is inevitable. I will let the Ministry of Rites make preparations as soon as possible." Bury her in the imperial mausoleum."
Feng Yijin fought with his hands behind his back, and then opened his mouth with a look of understanding.
"You don't need to bother, Brother Huang, I will arrange the funeral myself." Feng Yili said indifferently.
Feng Yijin heard this, and immediately looked at him with probing eyes.
"Brother Jiuhuang, do you intend to let Yun Xi go to the imperial mausoleum?" He asked tentatively.
Letting Yu Yunxi go to the imperial mausoleum is affirmation of her identity.
However, what is the meaning of Feng Yili's current attitude?
"If there is nothing wrong with the emperor, please go back to the palace. The family affairs of the Regent's Palace will be handled by the younger brother himself."
Feng Yili spoke indifferently again, and there was no warmth in his eyes.
Hearing Feng Yili's words, Feng Yijin's smile disappeared instantly.
"Brother Nine Emperors, is this an order to drive me away?"
Since ancient times, where has a courtier dared to issue an order to expel a guest from a king?
With a stern face, Feng Yijin said in a warning tone: "Jiuhuangdi, you don't seem to understand the rules today. However, for the sake of your dead princess, I will not care about you and look forward to your early Come out of grief, after all, you are just a woman, and you are still the regent of our Tianxia Kingdom."
After finishing speaking, Feng Yijin walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
Before leaving, he took a special look at the corpse on the ground, and everyone looked sad.
He knew...
Yu Yunxi really died this time.
Concubine Qin really gave him a big surprise.
Without Yu Yunxi, he doesn't have to worry about the Prince Regent's House colluding with the Southwest Palace.
Moreover, without Yu Yunxi, Feng Yili will become easy to handle.
Seeing the unlucky Feng Yijin leave, Jiang Ying stepped forward and asked Feng Yili worriedly.
"Find a piece of land and bury this corpse." Feng Yili said calmly, hiding the gloomy look in his eyes.
"Father, that's the concubine mother!" When Xiao Baozi heard this, his eyes turned red again.
How could the father bury the mother and concubine at will?
Luo Xiuran couldn't stand it anymore, he held back his awkwardness, choked up and said: "Yi Li, people cannot be brought back to life after death. Even if you don't want to accept it, but with so much evidence in front of you, she is just... that's all, you'd better deal with it carefully." Let's talk about her funeral. Don't let yourself regret it later. "
"This king said, she is not her! She is not dead!"
Feng Yili looked at Luo Xiuran with sharp eyes, then spoke in a cold voice.
"Yi Li, can you be more sober, you..."
"Jiang Ying, didn't you hear my king's order? Bury this corpse!" Feng Yili sternly questioned Jiang Ying again.
Jiang Ying and the others gritted their teeth and clenched their fists when they heard the words. After a long time, he replied tremblingly: "Yes, my lord."
Immediately afterwards, he walked over with Jiang Chuan and others, and then carried the female body out.
"Mother Concubine!"
"Princess!"
Little Baozi, Qian Qing and others wanted to stop them.
But Feng Yili ordered people to stop them.
"Today, this corpse must be buried." He said coldly.
Seeing Jiang Ying and others carrying the corpse away in front of his eyes, while he was stopped and helpless, Xiao Baozi burst into tears in pain.
Crying for a long time, until he was out of breath, he raised his head and looked at Feng Yili with hatred in his eyes, then gritted his teeth and said, "Father, I hate you, I hate you!"
"If you want to hate this king, then you should."
Feng Yili looked into Xiao Baozi's hateful eyes, he had some comforting words stuck in his throat, and in the end he could only say such a sentence softly.
Little Baozi became even sadder.
He kept wiping away his tears, then stumbled back to the house.
Qianqing, Qianjiao, and Qianmei also cried until their voices became hoarse.
Luo Xiuran wanted to help Qian Qing up several times, but she pushed her away angrily.
"You and the regent are the same people, we shouldn't have let the county head back to Beijing in the first place!"
Qianqing looked at Luo Xiuran with resentful eyes, and then said these words word by word.
Luo Xiuran's hands stiffened, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
He opened his mouth several times, but nothing came out.
When everyone dispersed, and when Qianqing left without even giving him a look, he turned his head with difficulty, and then sighed at Feng Yili.
"Yi Li, this time I'm going to betray my relatives again because of you."
Feng Yili acted as if he didn't hear his words, he stood there in a daze, lonely, like a dead soul who couldn't find his way back.
"Where did she go, where will she go..."
…
Late at night, the mansion was very quiet, so quiet that it was a bit creepy.
People didn't even dare to take a breath, the atmosphere was very depressing.
"Where did you bury our county master?" Qian Qing put a sword on Jiang Ying's neck, and she asked in a cold voice.
Jiang Ying lowered his head, and he said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Miss Qianqing, the person has been buried in the ground, and the dust has settled. I'm sorry we can't tell you where the person is buried."
"If you don't tell me, I will kill you!"
Qianqing's eyes were scarlet, and she was full of killing intent.
(end of this chapter)