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

Chapter 269 Compensation
"Yes, it's time to compensate the prince. The prince will tell you how to compensate." Ye Zhiyu closed his eyes and opened his heart, showing a risk-taking attitude.

However, Feng Wuming felt even more depressed when he saw that she could do this for Fu Jingtong.

After thinking about it, he just said: "Then I will punish you by inviting me to listen to books. You choose a place, and I will only go to the most expensive one."

When Ye Zhiyu heard this, although his heart ached, he also wanted to resolve the matter as soon as possible, so he agreed.

So, half an hour later, the two of them arrived at the entrance of Jubaozhai.

Feng Wuming looked up at the entire Jubaozhai from bottom to top. This was his first time coming to this place.

The courtyard is surrounded by pink walls, surrounded by green willows, three gatehouses with hanging flowers, and surrounded by hand-curved verandahs.In the courtyard, the corridors connect to each other, the mountains and rocks are dotted, and the plaque "Jubaozhai" is hung on the five buildings.The entire courtyard is magnificent, graceful and luxurious, with rich gardens.

Here you can find everything you need to eat, drink, and gamble.

From time to time, laughter and laughter could be heard inside, including both male and female voices.It is enough to see that it is really a paradise inside.

I had only heard that Jubaozhai was a place for the rich kids in the capital to have fun, but I had never been there.Unexpectedly, the first time I came here was under such circumstances, at Ye Zhiyu's treat.

"Please, Your Highness." Ye Zhiyu made a gesture of invitation, and then walked in front of Feng Wuming.

As soon as the two stepped into the door, someone immediately came to greet them.

"What do you two want to play?"

As soon as he saw Ye Zhiyu, the man immediately put on an expression of "I understand" and led the two of them to an elegant room on the second floor.

When you open the door, you will see the gauze hanging low inside, creating a hazy atmosphere. The surrounding stone walls are covered with brocade, and even the roof of the room is separated by embroidered felt, which is both warm and cozy.

The furnishings are also extremely luxurious, with carefully carved jade-inlaid gums, brocade quilts and embroidered quilts, and small sachets hanging on the curtain hooks, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Call me again if necessary, and I won't bother you."

The man withdrew with a smile, leaving Feng Wuming alone in the huge room.

Ye Zhiyu sat down by the window with ease, where he could have a clear view of the situation below and clearly hear the content of the storyteller's story.

And this position allows you to interact with the Storyteller.

It just depends on whether you are willing or not.

Feng Wuming looked around and sat across from Ye Zhiyu, listening to the storyteller together.

Not forgetting to praise, "You have quite good taste, but you come here often."

Feng Wuming didn't ask questions, but had an affirmative tone.

Ye Zhiyu didn't shy away and nodded.

Feng Wuming was a little curious, "You, a woman, come to a place like this so often, why?

Ye Zhiyu blinked, "Because I'm not going alone."

"Oh? Who else is there?" Feng Wuming guessed that it was probably the maid brought by Ye Zhiyu.

Unexpectedly, Ye Zhiyu said: "Master Fu."

"Fu Jingtong?" Feng Wuming said: "A bookworm like him would actually accompany you to a place like this..."

At this point, Feng Wuming realized what he was going to say and stopped abruptly.

However, Ye Zhiyu was fascinated by what he heard and didn't think about it in detail.

When Feng Wuming asked, he told the truth.

"As a woman, I can't have fun in a place like this, but with Master Fu, it's different. We can play dice together, guess the numbers, and watch the girls dance."

"And it was the first time I came to this place, Mr. Fu brought me here. This private room is also reserved for Mr. Fu all year round. I just used it for a while." Although Ye Zhiyu was talking with his mouth, his eyes were still. Don't leave the storyteller.

The ears are also open from left to right, for fear of missing something.

The storyteller's cadences whetted people's appetites.

It reminded Ye Zhiyu of the storyteller on the boat that day, who was also so eloquent.

It's just that compared to the gold medal storyteller from Jubaozhai in front of him, he is still a little behind.

After all, this story is just an extremely clichéd story about the hero's rise to fame, but the storyteller told it in a ridiculous way.Ye Zhiyu even thought that if it were her who wrote the book, she would definitely be even better.

Little did he know that Feng Wuming's heart was already spinning a thousand times.

"Bangdang-"

Along with the sound of Feng Wuming getting up, the tea cup almost fell and broke after being touched.

Ye Zhiyu looked at Feng Wuming in confusion and asked him what he was doing.

However, Feng Wuming didn't even look at Ye Zhiyu and left directly.

Ye Zhiyu was stunned for a while before he was sure that Feng Wuming was really leaving like this.

But, what did she do to offend this giant Buddha?Or did the storyteller say something that he shouldn't have said?
None——

Ye Zhiyu was a little confused. On one side was Feng Wuming who had left the scene inexplicably, and on the other side was the new book that he had not finished listening to.

After a while, Ye Zhiyu struggled to get up.

There is still a chance to listen to this book next time. If Feng Wuming is offended, what if the evil statue changes again in the future?
So Ye Zhiyu still chased him out.

Listening to Ye Zhiyu's footsteps behind him, Feng Wuming finally felt a little better.

"My lord, can you tell me what's going on? Why do you have to leave halfway through the conversation? Didn't you just say you have good taste?"

Ye Zhiyu was really confused, so he simply asked.

Feng Wuming only said that he suddenly remembered that he still had important official business to deal with.

Ye Zhiyu really wanted to ask, what kind of official business can't be delayed at this moment?She didn't even finish listening to the new book.

Just when Ye Zhiyu was frustrated, a guard appeared not far in front of him.

The guard was riding fast in the busy city.

Seeing Feng Wuming from a distance, he pulled the reins. The horse raised its head and shouted, but it did not throw him off.

The man was still sitting firmly on the horse.

I guess he is a master of equestrian skills.

"Greetings to the prince, please report urgently."

The man clasped his hands into fists and said respectfully.

Ye Zhiyu never imagined that Feng Wuming's official duties were so urgent, and they all chased him into the street.

Feng Wuming didn't expect that the words and the law would come so quickly.

However, he quickly adjusted his mood and asked, "What's the matter?"

The man said: "General Zheng has won the battle and is about to return to the capital. He will arrive in the capital soon."

……

In the Queen Mother's Palace, the Queen Mother was selecting portraits, but no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't pick out a few that she liked.

Either he comes from a humble family background or his appearance is not pleasing to the eye.

I picked and chose, but I could only like one person.

But that person was a woman who everyone in the capital knew he had someone in his heart.

Some adults even sent concubines from their families, which made it clear that they did not take the emperor seriously!

Just when the Queen Mother was depressed, the palace maid informed Wen Yufu that she wanted to see something.

"Wen Yufu?" The Queen Mother chewed the name and almost forgot about such a famous person.

She still dares to come?

(End of this chapter)