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

Chapter 294 It's Too Late
"The princess was brought up by the old slave. Why...why is the old slave still alive, but such a blessed person as the princess died first..."

The housekeeper wiped his tears, but once the tears were wiped away on one side, they flowed down again on the other side.

Seeing this, Ye Zhiyu could only comfort him: "No one can tell whether there are natural or man-made disasters, whether they are blessed or not. Fortunately, Princess Changning was compassionate during her lifetime, and she should be among the immortals after her death."

"Seriously?" After hearing this, the housekeeper wiped away his tears and looked at Ye Zhiyu persistently to ask for an answer.

Ye Zhiyu nodded, "Seriously."

"So I'd better take care of Princess Changning's body first, and don't let anyone blaspheme or make random guesses. Leave this place to me."

The housekeeper believed it and hurried to the pavilion immediately.

The people brought there are also the confidants of Princess Changning, so this matter will not be spread.

After working for a long time, fish bellies appeared in the sky.

Ye Zhiyu and his party stood under the shade of the tree and watched the group of people digging the tree.

Feng Wuming couldn't help but ask, "Is it true that Princess Changning will be ranked in the Immortal Class?"

Ye Zhiyu smiled and knew that Feng Wuming was not as cold-blooded as he seemed or was rumored to be.

"Actually, the prince is a very gentle person, so why do he always pretend to be inhumane?" Ye Zhiyu asked the question without answering, blinking at Feng Wuming.

Feng Wuming rolled his sleeves and said, "If you don't want to answer my question, forget it. There is no need to put a high hat on me."

No one in the court or even the common people knew that Feng Wuming was a decisive, cold-blooded and ruthless person who didn't care about family ties and only loved power.

Ye Zhiyu didn't care about Feng Wuming's attitude and said to himself: "It's not that he wears a high hat. The evaluation from the outside world is just that he doesn't understand the prince."

"As for whether I can be ranked among the immortals after death...how can I, a mortal, know?"

"So you are deceiving that old slave?" Feng Wuming did not hide his sarcasm.

Ye Zhiyu shook his head seriously, "No, it's not a deception. At most, it can only be regarded as a good wish. This is the same as what people often say about repaying kindness by being a cow or a horse in the next life. Isn't it the same approach but with the same purpose? ?”

"Who can say for sure what will happen in the afterlife? I just say this to show my gratitude at that moment. No matter what happens in the future, at least I am really grateful when I say these words now."

"Similarly, I don't know what's going on in the sky, but at least when I said these words, I expressed my sincere wishes to Princess Changning."

Ye Zhiyu smiled sweetly, "I also wish that the prince will be among the immortals after his death and become a happy immortal."

Feng Wuming was absent-minded for a moment.

I haven't heard such pure wishes without any desire for a long time.

My heart was in a state of confusion.

"I found something!"

Under the tree over there, the soldiers dug up something and quickly came over to report it.

A few people came over, still using witchcraft and the like.However, the person whose birthday was written in the horoscope was not Princess Changning, but someone else.

And since this witchcraft doll didn't have an acupuncture, it's unlikely that it was forgotten.

Ye Zhiyu guessed that this birth date probably belonged to the impostor himself, and was placed here to nourish his soul.

Only when the soul becomes stronger and stronger can it better adapt to the body.

In addition, Ye Zhiyu also discovered a very strange sculpture.

The sculpture felt very familiar to her, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

When no one was paying attention, Ye Zhiyu carefully put the sculpture inside his clothes.

Feng Wuming's eyes glanced over, and he didn't know whether he saw it or not.

Ye Zhiyu smiled at him, so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.

Feng Wuming didn't say anything in the end.Ye Zhiyu picked up the pile of witchcraft dolls and looked at them carefully. For a while, he seemed to have thought of something, and quickly asked everyone to step back.

"Back, all back!"

She herself immediately threw down the witchcraft doll, and then cast spells on the pile of things to set restrictions.

Feng Wuming was a little confused, but he also knew that it was best not to reveal Ye Zhiyu's ability to others.

So he drank everyone away and left, leaving only the three of them.

During the whole process, neither Feng Wuming nor Fu Jingtong made a sound to disturb them.

Only after Ye Zhiyu finished casting the spell did Fu Jingtong ask what was wrong and why he suddenly had to retreat.

Ye Zhiyu's face was ashen, he looked at Fu Jingtong, and finally his eyes fell on Feng Wuming's face.

She thought of what she saw in the hot spring, maybe... that would become a reality.

It turns out that's the near future.

Isn't there any way to stop it?

"What's wrong?" Feng Wuming was not used to Ye Zhiyu's absent-minded look. She had always been smart and cunning, with countless clever ideas in her mind.

Where can I feel so lost?

"It's too late, everything is too late."

"What does this mean?" Before Feng Wuming had time to ask, the housekeeper hurried over and said that General Yun was outside asking for a meeting.

When General Yun showed up at the eldest princess's residence, he most likely wasn't looking for the eldest princess Changning.

"Please come to the main hall."

After the steward received the order, he went to invite Yun Qi.

Feng Wuming rushed to the front hall with Ye Zhiyu and Fu Jing.

On the way, Feng Wuming asked Ye Zhiyu what happened.How could it suddenly become like this?

He kept saying it was too late.

What exactly is so late?
Ye Zhiyu's originally distracted eyes began to focus on Feng Wuming.

She grabbed Feng Wuming's sleeve and said, "The disease brought by the souls of another world should have spread by now. I don't know how many people will die this time..."

The scene he saw at the hot spring kept flashing through Ye Zhiyu's mind.

The people were displaced and exchanged their children for food...

Blame her, blame her for not catching the clue earlier and stopping it.I didn't even think of such an important thing.

The soul from another world must bring about changes. She clearly saw the plague raging in the hot spring that day, but she still couldn't think of it.

After all, it's her problem.

Seeing that Ye Zhiyu was in deep self-blame, Fu Jingtong comforted him: "Miss Wang, you don't have to worry so much. There will always be a way to stop the epidemic. Then you will still have to rely on Miss Wang. Why are you so depressed now?" Where to save the people?"

"What's more, after all, you didn't bring this disease, so there's no need to blame yourself so much."

Although Feng Wuming stood nearby and didn't say anything to comfort him, his expression showed the same attitude as Fu Jing.

Ye Zhiyu shook his head and covered his head in pain. Corpses kept flashing in front of him... Corpses were everywhere.

The two of them had not witnessed the tragic scene with their own eyes, so they could not fully sympathize with themselves.

Although Ye Zhiyu blamed himself, he also understood that what Fu Jingtong said was reasonable.

(End of this chapter)