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

Chapter 183
As if he didn't hear Shen Yanliu's sarcasm, Feng Yanzhi nodded towards Ye Zhiyu, "Since Uncle Wang is unwell, please trouble Doctor Wang and send the prince to the side hall to rest for a while."

Ye Zhiyu was overjoyed and tried his best to purse his lips. He didn't even have time to express his gratitude. He just said "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty" and then dragged Feng Wuming out of the center of the whirlpool.

Shen Yanliu watched the two of them walk away like this, and was so angry that his body was shaking, and he could only point his finger at Feng Yanzhi's nose and curse.

"Emperor! Do you know how the regent behaved before? Such indulgence is no different from condoning an adulterer!"

Feng Yanzhi raised the wine glass and said, "Queen Mother, please calm down. There must be some misunderstanding. Although Uncle Wang is somewhat withdrawn, he definitely can't do those treasonous things!"

"Emperor!" Shen Yanliu slammed the table, "Knowing people but not their hearts! He relies on his power to have secret relationships with officials, and everyone present can see it clearly!"

"Since Your Majesty can't do this, then don't blame the Ai family for meddling in other people's business! Someone is here!"

Shen Yanliu shouted sternly, and the leader of the Imperial Guard immediately came forward and knelt down to listen to the order.

"Come here! Get Feng Wuming for the Ai family!"

The head waiter didn't even have the slightest intention of asking Feng Yanzhi for instructions. He stood up and greeted his subordinates with a series of smooth movements. It was clear that he had already planned to attack Feng Wuming.

Feng Yanzhi saw the anger in his eyes, and suddenly slapped the case and stood up, "Queen Mother!"

But before he could say anything, Shen Yanliu looked at him and raised the corners of his mouth stiffly like a puppet.

"Your Majesty has not recovered yet and is not suitable for drinking. Someone, please send your Majesty back to rest!"

Xiao Guizi, who was originally standing behind Feng Yanzhi, immediately stepped forward and seemed to be respectful, but in reality he held Feng Yanzhi's body with a clamp, "Your Majesty, I will help you go back and rest."

Ye Zhiyu and Feng Wuming entered the side hall. Although they didn't know that there was such a conflict in the banquet hall, the atmosphere was still filled with smoke.

As soon as he entered the door, Feng Wuming immediately shook off Ye Zhiyu's hand supporting him.

"There was a sudden strange thing in front of my eyes just now, but what did you do?" Feng Wuming stared at Ye Zhiyu with a pair of dark eyes.

Faced with Feng Wuming's gaze that looked like a prisoner, Ye Zhiyu was naturally unconvinced.

But he didn't want to tell the truth when he said it, so he turned his eyes lightly, holding his neck so as not to look at Feng Wuming.

"As I said just now, it was because the prince himself was not in good health that he suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy. Even if the prince doesn't care about the daughter of the people who always care about the prince's health, don't frame me like this!"

Ye Zhiyu naturally used the words he had thought of when he started. He thought he could handle it as before, but he didn't expect that Feng Wuming was not going to buy it this time.

He pulled the woman in front of him in front of him again, and there was a hint of impatience and anger between Feng Wuming's brows.

"This is a palace, not a palace! In the past/did I pamper you too much, and actually gave you such a courageous mind?"

"Does Your Majesty want me to know that the sky is high and the earth is high? Do you want me to watch Your Majesty fall into the trap set by the Queen Mother and remain indifferent?"

Ye Zhiyu's temper was not easy to offend. He shook off Feng Wuming's grasp and took a few steps back to distance himself. Only then did Ye Zhiyu speak again.

"It's okay if the prince doesn't appreciate it, as long as I have a clear conscience!"

Feng Wuming looked at her confident look and laughed angrily, "A clear conscience? What a clear conscience! I think you are brave and foolhardy!"

"No matter how brave and foolhardy I am, I used my own method to successfully rescue the prince!" Ye Zhiyu didn't understand why he had to be reprimanded by Feng Wuming like this despite his good intentions. A few points higher.

"Rescue? What nonsense!" Feng Wuming was also very angry, with veins popping out on his forehead, "You country woman can only do bad things!"

As soon as the words came out, Feng Wuming knew that he had gone too far, but now his plan had been disrupted by Ye Zhiyu, and he didn't know where to start even if he wanted to explain.

What's more, this plan is almost a desperate move. If he told her like this, wouldn't it bring her danger for nothing?
Feng Wuming was nailed to the spot, watching Ye Zhiyu's eyes getting colder, but he was really hesitant to tell the truth.

After all, it was Ye Zhiyu who saw the end of his patience first and shook his head. Ye Zhiyu's voice was full of disappointment.

"Okay, what the prince is teaching you is that I, a country woman, don't know the basics and made my own decisions. If the prince wants to beat or punish me, let's deal with her now!"

With a sneer, Ye Zhiyu raised his legs and walked towards the door, "Oh, I forgot, this is the palace, not the prince's palace. No matter how the prince wants to punish me, you have to wait!"

"Don't go out!" Feng Wuming's expression changed, and he pulled Ye Zhiyu towards the inner hall.

Feng Wuming put some real effort into it, but Ye Zhiyu couldn't get away, so he stopped struggling.

But he can't compare to Feng Wuming in terms of strength, so isn't his tongue less sharp than him?
"Is Your Majesty going to use lynching? One moment, he dislikes the daughter of a citizen and is in the way. The next moment, he drags the daughter of the common people into this dormitory. Later, are you going to trouble the Lord to punish him personally? It's really hard work, Your Majesty!"

Feng Wuming had a big head. He wanted to temporarily retreat into the room to observe the situation outside the palace, but he was made to have a headache by Ye Zhiyu's noise.

Seeing Ye Zhiyu's eyes widening and his small mouth opening and closing, not knowing how many powerful words were waiting for him, Feng Wuming sighed and reached out to pinch Ye Zhiyu's cheeks.

"Stop screaming, I am not so concerned about lynching you here."

Ye Zhiyu hesitated and wanted to curse again, but Feng Wuming didn't give her a chance and directly covered her mouth with his backhand and pointed the other hand at the window.

"Did you see the figure outside?"

Ye Zhiyu glared at him, and then looked in the direction he indicated.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that it was just as Feng Wuming said. The light black figures kept passing by the carved window lattice. Judging from the number of people, it was probably more than enough to surround the side hall with three floors inside and three floors outside.

But with such a large number of people, I didn't hear any movement just now. If Feng Wuming hadn't noticed it, I would have waited until the other party came knocking and it would have been too late.

Seeing Feng Wuming's heavy expression, Ye Zhiyu tried his best to remove his big hand covering her face.

"Who are those people?"

"Who else could it be?" Feng Wuming sneered.

"Queen Mother? Is she so impatient? Want to attack you in front of all the ministers?" Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but become nervous.

"Why are you panicking?" Feng Wuming looked at the front of his clothes that was tightly grasped by Ye Zhiyu's hands, and raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Who is panicking?" Ye Zhiyu coughed awkwardly, "I just didn't expect her to be so heartbroken."

"Just don't panic," Feng Wuming put something into Ye Zhiyu's hand, "Take this, the guards will see this as if they were seeing me."

(End of this chapter)