On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 135 We’ve known each other for a long time
Ye Zhiyu retracted her outstretched hand in embarrassment. Fortunately, she thought this aunt was a good person, but it turned out that she was also very angry with her.

It's just that this woman can't be blamed.

The disease came on strangely, and the symptoms were like being possessed by an evil spirit. These people didn't know yet that they might be like Liu Yingying, biting people in sight, so they were full of resentment at being almost forcibly left in the Yushi Mansion.

But Ye Zhiyu would rather let them continue to misunderstand and target himself and Feng Wuming than let them know the truth.

There is no other reason. There is currently no cure for this disease, and it is really scary when it occurs. If I tell the truth, I am afraid that the news will leak out and cause panic.

Ye Zhiyu slowly climbed up on his knees. When the woman saw her getting up, she crossed her arms and took a few steps back warily.

Knowing that now was not a good time to argue with them, Ye Zhiyu patted the dust on his legs and put on a smiling face again.

"The house has prepared accommodation for you all, please come with me."

The woman glared and said, "What kind of accommodation? Do you think we are all blind and can be fooled by you like this? The rooms separated by a few broken wooden boards are not even as good as a servant's room. How dare you let us live there?"

Ye Zhiyu felt strange. This woman was obviously being guarded and detained in the yard together and could not move around freely. How come she seemed to have clairvoyance and could see everything?

She only heard what the housekeeper said about this isolation room. She was too busy to see it with her own eyes, but this woman seemed to have known about it for a long time.

Remembering to check the caretaker again to make sure no one takes advantage of the loophole and sneaks out, Ye Zhiyu's smile did not change.

"The incident happened suddenly, so the layout is a bit simpler. It is definitely not as good as the one in your own house, so please bear with me. But after all, this is the imperial censor's house, and it will definitely not be as simple as this lady thought. This little girl It can be guaranteed.”

"Just now I wanted to ask, you talk so much about taking care of things, who gave you the ability to arrange for us so casually?" The young master of the Wei family stepped heavily on the stone bench in the courtyard, and the guilt he felt just now disappeared.

"It's the king."

Ye Zhiyu looked back, wondering why Feng Wuming had followed him. At this time, his face was cold, and the way he looked at the young master of the Wei family... seemed to be a little disgusting?

"Wei Feiguang, is it possible that you are grudged against me for dismissing you from the army and are now making things difficult for my subordinates?"

Wei Feiguang, who had been so tough just now, suddenly turned blue and white on his face.

After being exposed in front of everyone, Wei Feiguang felt short of breath and wanted to have an attack, but he had truly experienced Feng Wuming's power, so he suppressed his face until it turned red, and then gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Your Majesty, this junior did not mean this, it was just a misunderstanding."

"Oh?" Feng Wuming still wanted to pursue it, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ye Zhiyu winking at him, then coughed lightly.

He glanced at the others and said, "Now that the misunderstanding between the young master of the Wei family has been resolved, I wonder if there are any other misunderstandings among the others that I need to resolve?"

Several people looked at each other in confusion, and there were many places they wanted to question, but after all, this was the regent Feng Wuming who had a reputation for evil and held real power.

It was aggrieved to be forced to stay, but if I offended this person, I don't know if I would be wronged again.

Therefore, everyone who had just rolled their eyes at Ye Zhiyu now looked like quails that had been soaked by the rain, with frowning eyes and daring to say anything.

Only Weng Hao, seeing the other people's eyes dodge, shook his head slightly, took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Weng Hao, the general judge of Yanzhou, can you please express to me why you insist on keeping us in the imperial censor's residence?" "Up?" He raised the wound on his hand and said, "Your Majesty took care of our injuries, and I am grateful. It's just that the injury was only a superficial one. Even though there was some blood at the time, it was healed after the doctor bandaged it. What’s more, this girl also brought a big bowl of medicine.”

"Your Majesty has a high and powerful position, so you don't need to ask your subordinates how to act, but you have to let us understand the rules, otherwise how can we convince the public?"

Feng Wuming looked at Weng Hao, who was neither humble nor arrogant, with a bit of appreciation in his eyes.

But Ye Zhiyu could be heard talking about it all night while he was busy. He also knew that there was no antidote at this time, and the situation in Beijing was unknown. He must not tell the truth and let them panic in vain.

So he flicked his sleeves and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Weng, I have my own opinions on how to act. It's not just a whim that leaves you here. It's just various reasons that are inconvenient to explain at the moment."

As he spoke, he put one hand around Ye Zhiyu's shoulders and pushed him forward, "I just take this opportunity to say hello to you all. This queen, Xiao'e, is the Chinese medicine practitioner of my palace. She will handle all matters these days." Let’s arrange it.”

Ye Zhiyu clearly saw that when everyone glanced at her, they all looked suspicious and disgusted.

But because Feng Wuming was behind her, even though his malice was strong, he didn't dare to reveal it openly in front of her.

Alas, it could be said that the first level of officialdom crushed people to death. Ye Zhiyu sympathized for half a second with a glance at the wounded who were too frightened by Feng Wuming to bring them home, and then clapped his hands together to attract everyone's attention.

In the eyes of everyone who dared not say anything, Ye Zhiyu stared at the Censor's Mansion with his own eyes after explaining the arrangements for the next few days. The servants escorted them to the temporary isolation rooms in groups of four. It was a relief.

Ye Zhiyu's original intention was to stay at the Censor's Mansion in the next few days so that if something unexpected happened, he could deal with it as soon as possible.

But as soon as she started talking, Feng Wuming flatly rejected her.

"How do you think the guards in the Censor's Mansion compare to the Royal Mansion?" Feng Wuming asked Ye Zhiyu while instructing his servants to prepare the carriage.

Even if Ye Zhiyu could open his eyes and tell lies, he would not make fun of his own safety. He had no choice but to say in a low voice, "Of course the guards in the prince's house are more skilled in martial arts."

"Now that it's clear, why bother?"

Ye Zhiyu opened his mouth, but found that there was really nothing to argue with.

How come Ye Yushi's security awareness is so inadequate? He doesn't know how to practice protecting the courtyard in the mansion on weekdays!Ye Zhiyu threw the pot away angrily.

Unable to let go, Ye Zhiyu pulled the housekeeper and urged him to make sure that even if the wounded were really going mad, they would be able to control it immediately and not spread it to others. Then Ye Zhiyu got on the carriage.

After a hard day, Ye Zhiyu suddenly relaxed and couldn't help but yawned.

Seeing that Feng Wuming looked a little tired now, Ye Zhiyu knew in his heart that if it weren't for his sudden request for help, he would not have been implicated in this matter.

Therefore, Feng Wuming, who always looked a bit disgusting on weekdays, now looked more pleasing to the eye.

After saving some thoughts to please, Ye Zhiyu took the initiative to find a topic.

"My lord, you and the young master of the Wei family have a long history of friendship, right?"

(End of this chapter)