famous concubine

Chapter 909 Only More Poisonous (5)
Concubine Hu was so startled that she almost jumped up, and then she looked around warily, frowned, stared at Jingyun, and said in a low voice, "You can't talk nonsense like this..."

"Mother-in-law, I also hope that I was wrong; but...it can't be wrong, but I'm just pretending not to know in front of him now."

"Hush, don't talk about it anymore, you can bring Yu'er to my yard to play some other day." Concubine Hu glanced around; although there was no one around, she still felt uneasy.

Such a thing, even if it is a rumor, must not let it spread; especially in Prince An's Mansion; if the prince hears a word, then the hope of Yinxing's return to the mansion will be completely slim.

Jingyun nodded, bit her lip, saluted Concubine Hu, and left in a panic.

Concubine Hu stood still for a while; then she also walked towards Wuyouju; however, after she walked into a corner, she stopped quietly and stared outside with wide-eyed eyes; Maintaining the same posture and waiting at the corner for a long time, she was relieved when she realized that there was no one there, and really walked towards Wuyouju.

However, she was obviously relieved too early.

When she finally went back, there was a slight shaking in a bush not far from her conversation with Jingyun just now.

After shaking for a while, suddenly a vigorous figure flashed out from the bushes.

Liuguang Pavilion.

"Concubine Shizi, I have heard the news; it turns out that someone really couldn't wait to attack Feng Yinxing secretly."

Dongfang Yu looked at Xia Xue with a serious face, smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "Oh, what happened to him?"

Xia Xue looked around, then suddenly moved close to Dongfang Yu's ear, almost biting her ear, and said, "I heard Jingyun say that she saw him start taking Wushisan."

Dongfangyu smiled playfully, and his eyes revealed a hint of thought-provoking.

"Wushi powder? That's a good thing. After taking it, one's worries and worries are gone; in his world at that time, he must be as happy as a fairy."

Xia Xue's expression is still as serious as frost; she naturally knows the power of Wushisan; once addicted to taking it, as time goes by, not only can't do without it anymore, the person who takes it, even the body and brain will be in the process of taking it in, slowly disintegrating.

Before long, the whole person will become extremely thin, and his mind will become demented.

"Then what else do we need to do now? He has been expelled for so many days, and he has not been in contact with anyone; we still have no clue who the owner of the hairpin is."

Dongfang Yu lowered his eyes, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said coolly: "Then we will force him to contact the owner of the hairpin."

Indoor light and shadow separation and separation; two girls are whispering in each other's ears.

Three days later, Mo Bai and his body got better again; the lifeless gray-blue color on his face finally faded away.

Prince An seemed relieved; the frequency of visiting Liuguang Pavilion was not as frequent as before.

However, he leaves early and returns late every day; but no one knows what he is busy with.

This day was the tenth day since Feng Yinxing was expelled from Prince An's Mansion.

Under the secret persecution of Dongfangyu, he was finally unable to live a decadent life under the paralysis of Wushisan.

He made a disguise early in the morning, and then circled the streets of the imperial capital several times in a carriage. After making sure that there was no one following him, he quickly got out of the carriage and got into a sedan chair that passed the carriage.

The carriage continued to circle around the imperial capital; but he went straight to a Buddhist temple in the suburbs in a sedan chair.

The Buddhist temple is full of incense, and there are many pilgrims.

Feng Yinxing wore a suit of plain clothes, mixed among the pilgrims and walked towards the Buddhist temple.

He walked across the square in front of the main hall; pretending to visit, he walked around to the side hall of the Buddhist temple, and then turned around to the morning bell pavilion built by the Buddhist temple on another hill.

Light and shadow separated; when he went to the morning bell pavilion, he saw only a slender figure standing beside the big clock; he could only see the bottom of the shadow's trailing skirt.

The skirt has no overly complicated patterns, but it is colorful. From a distance, it looks like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

"You invited me here, do you have good news to tell me? You have already succeeded?"

The female voice was cold and indifferent, from the slope of the big clock to Feng Yinxing's ear.

She didn't seem to know that Feng Yinxing had been demoted to a commoner by Prince An and had been expelled from Prince An's mansion long ago; that's why she went to the appointment so readily, and as soon as they met, she confidently asked her about what she had with Feng Yinxing last time Mention the matter of the blood curse.

Feng Yinxing was stunned; he suddenly remembered that although Prince An had sent a memorial to the emperor, he had already expelled him from the mansion; but this matter was not made public; it is not surprising that she would not know.

He was silent for a moment, smiled lightly, but avoided her question.

"I have come today to show you something else of considerable importance; and I am sure you will be delighted to see it."

The woman wasn't aroused much curiosity by him, but just followed his meaning and asked: "What is it?"

"That's it." Feng Yinxing smiled mysteriously, suddenly reached into his arms, and after a while, took out a small package, "The clothes that that person wore when he was young."

"Clothes?" The woman raised her voice slightly, sounding surprised and dissatisfied, "You invited me here just to show me this?"

Feng Yinxing smiled sadly, with an inexplicable coldness in his eyes, "Don't be unhappy, listen to me first."

The woman looked at him with raised eyebrows, and still snorted softly, but she didn't speak, and only urged him to speak quickly with her eyes.

"This is the clothes he wore; don't you hate him very much? Apart from his hair and blood, there are also hairs of that woman on this clothes; besides, he is going to die now, you see this Shouldn't you be happy?"

The woman looked at the excited and secretive Feng Yinxing, and snorted coldly, "It's inexplicable."

Not only did the woman feel that Feng Yinxing was inexplicable at the moment; even Dongfangyu, who followed him all the way here, couldn't figure out what Feng Yinxing wanted to do by doing this thing and saying these words.

However, when Dongfang Yu saw Feng Yinxing taking out her small clothes to the woman on the other side of the big clock, her eyes immediately turned cold.

She glanced sideways, looked at the man standing beside her, who could not hide his magnificence even though he was dressed in ordinary clothes, and said with a slight smile: "So there are indeed clothes that have been soaked in poison as Nanny An said; I made a wrong estimate before; it was because I really didn’t expect the evil of people’s hearts, it seems that it really has nothing to do with human nature; who would have thought that it was not Concubine Hu who poisoned you back then, but a child who was only a few years older than you.”

(End of this chapter)