"Haha! You can tell! This consort has been in this position for so long. What kind of people have I not seen? What kind of things have I not experienced? When the two of them entered the palace, the way Baozhu looked at Wanyan Hong changed. This consort sent someone to investigate. Recently, Princess Baozhu has been going to the eastern palace almost every day.
"Baozhu has been arrogant since she was young and has always been at odds with the crown prince. However, ever since she returned from Yongzhou during the Four Nation Youth Competition, she has been acting strangely. Furthermore, she has been getting closer to Wanyan Hong. The people this consort sent said that the princess often stays in the eastern palace. Tell me, what good can this be? "
Hearing Lin Kexin's words, Wanyan Yi revealed a deep smile. "This time, it is all thanks to Imperial Mother. If not for this, this son would not have been able to topple the crown prince. Brother and sister incest. Just this point alone makes it impossible for him to be the crown prince. "
"Yi-er, as long as the crown prince is not crippled, you cannot let go of your worries. We can only celebrate when he falls from power. "
Seeing her son's joy, Lin Kexin could not help but remind him. "Not only can you not be happy, you even have to pretend to be worried. You even have to plead for leniency for your brother to leave a good impression on your father. Comparing the two, your father will naturally understand who is the most suitable successor to the throne. "
"Yes! This son thanks Imperial Mother for your teachings! "Although Wanyan Yi said this, he was indeed very happy in his heart. In the past, Wanyan Hong had used his status as the crown prince to make things difficult for him. Now, Wanyan Yi was caught red-handed by his father. He would not be able to turn things around.
How could Lin Kexin not know what her son was thinking? She could not help but feel worried. Although Wanyan Yi had performed well, he was still immature and could not maintain his composure. However, with his mother protecting him, he would not let the throne fall into someone else's hands.
"That's right, Yi-er, what has your younger brother been doing recently?"
"Ah Kang kept going to the Southern Lin Palace. Since Feng Cang and Feng Qiqi are not around, he has been staying obediently and not going anywhere."
At the mention of his incompetent younger brother, a trace of disdain flashed in Wanyan Yi's eyes. Although he and Wanyan Kang had the same mother, he looked down on this idle younger brother of his. He was always smiling mischievously as if he had never done anything serious. Such a younger brother was truly embarrassing.
"Imperial Mother, I feel that Feng Cang and Feng Qiqi have an unusual relationship. Feng Cang has not appeared for the past few days. It seems like he has brought Feng Qiqi with him. Could it be that they also wanted to commit incest? If that's the case, then that's great. I can take him down at once! "
Lin Kexin did not agree with Wanyan Yi's words. Although Feng Cang and Feng Qiqi's relationship was extraordinary, Feng Cang could not be compared to the crown prince. "Yi-er, don't touch Feng Cang first.
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Ling,, he. Long of, he he of of he he he he he he he. he. Your Highness, killing Feng Cang is not a child's game. Please reconsider, Your Highness! "
Wanyan Yi could not help but frown at Sun Xing's words.
"I did not nurture you to boost the morale of others and diminish my own! I am not asking you to make a move. Don't you know how to find an assassin? Can't you use your pig brain? I am not going to fight Feng Cang on the battlefield. I am going to play dirty! "
Sun Xing was not pleased to be reprimanded by Wanyan Yi. However, he could not retort since Wanyan Yi was his master.
"If Your Highness is really going to find an assassin to kill Feng Cang, I suggest we do it on the night of the full moon. I heard that the Ghost King is the weakest on the night of the full moon. It is the easiest time to kill him. "
"You don't have to tell me that. I already know that. Let me ask you, what is the best assassin organization in the pugilistic world? "
"The Demon Domain and the Living Buddha Sect are equally matched. However, the Demon Domain is proficient in using poison. Their assassins are famous in the pugilistic world. "
Wanyan Yi finally understood after hearing Sun Xing's explanation. After thinking for a while, Wanyan Yi ordered Sun Xing, "Find the Demon Domain! Since the assassins from the Demon Domain were the most powerful, he would give them 5000 gold taels! I want Feng Cang's head! "
"Yes …" Sun Xing knew that no matter how he tried to persuade him, Wanyan Yi had already made up his mind.
When Wu Qing appeared in front of Murong Qiqi, they had already lived happily in the small town for seven days.
In these seven days, Feng Cang and Murong Qiqi were like an ordinary couple, inseparable as they watched the sunrise and sunset together. In the morning, the two of them went out to buy groceries hand in hand. When they came back, Murong Qiqi washed the vegetables while Feng Cang cooked. Their days were ordinary, simple, and warm.
"Miss, someone is offering a large sum of money for Young Master's head." Wu Qing stood respectfully in front of Murong Qiqi and roughly explained how Wanyan Yi had come to find him and wanted to kill Feng Cang on the night of the full moon.
"How much?" Murong Qiqi leaned lazily into Feng Cang's embrace. She wanted her men to kill Feng Cang? This Wanyan Yi's brain must be filled with sh * t! Why didn't you ask around before going out?
"Five thousand gold taels."
Hearing that it was only five thousand gold taels, Murong Qiqi giggled and looked up at Feng Cang. "I didn't expect the famous Southern Lin Duke to only be worth five thousand taels. How … cheap."
"Cang, why don't you give me ten thousand gold taels and we'll forget about this! My men ran errands, at least give them some money to drink! "Murong Qiqi's fingers danced in Feng Cang's palm like a little ballet dancer.
Feeling the itch in his palm, Feng Cang grabbed Murong Qiqi's hand and kissed it. "What if I say no?"
"That's easy!" Murong Qiqi withdrew her hand and turned to look at Wu Qing. "Wu Qing, release the 'Life Tracking Talisman'. The Ghost Slaying King will reward you with ten thousand gold taels and the 'Best Killer of the Year' award."
Hearing his Miss's words, Wu Qing's originally emotionless face twitched. "Miss, for real?"
"Haha, of course …" Feng Cang carried her up. "Qingqing, are you going to murder your husband?"
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