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

Chapter 351 The Dying Man
The housekeeper was already old, and the man's attack was neither gentle nor serious. The housekeeper staggered and fell to the ground, screaming.

However, the group of guards with swords did not bypass the front hall and came to Ye Zhiyu and others.

Ye Zhiyu recognized that these were the guards in the palace.

Something happened in the palace.

"Who is Wang Xiao'e?"

The man spoke, but his eyes fell directly on Ye Zhiyu, and his meaning was self-evident.

Just as Ye Zhiyu was about to speak, Xiaojiu squeezed Ye Zhiyu's hand.

Ye Zhiyu looked at him, who pursed his mouth into a straight line and shook his head.

The meaning was obvious, he didn't want Ye Zhiyu to admit his identity.

This group of people is menacing and domineering, which is definitely not a good thing.

But, is there anything about this that can be deceived without admitting it?

Ye Zhiyu smiled at Xiaojiu and signaled him to relax.

Then he let go of his hand and stood in front of the leading guard.

"it's me."

The man looked Ye Zhiyu up and down for a while, then made a "tsk" sound without knowing why, and said angrily: "The Queen Mother has summoned me, Miss Wang, please follow me."

Hearing this, Ye Zhiyu knew that this journey would be full of disasters.

But Ye Zhiyu didn't care about his situation now, and only asked: "Where is the prince now?"

The man sneered, "Young lady, you still think you are a guest of the royal palace? You actually asked in such a tone."

"You are just a dying person now. To tell you the truth, if I bring you into the palace, you will die. As for Feng Wuming, he is also a rebellious minister and traitor like you. Where can you be? He was escorted into the palace. It’s a prison in heaven.”

After saying that, the man laughed.

Some humble people will always feel extremely happy because of the misfortune of those in power.

This is a very incompetent performance.

Ye Zhiyu didn't want to say much, thinking about Feng Wuming's situation.

Xiaojiu and Xiaofengtuan stopped in front of Ye Zhiyu at this moment.

"No one is allowed to take my mother away!"

The leading guard didn't take it seriously and smiled evilly as he tried to grab Ye Zhiyu's shoulders.

Xiao Jiu was so angry that he bit it directly.

The force was so great that the veins popping up on his forehead were enough to prove it.

"Hiss - you bastard, don't let me go!"

While the guard was cursing, he made a gesture with his other hand to slap Xiaojiu.

However, Ye Zhiyu caught his move directly and steadily, and then squeezed his muscles and bones to exert force.

The man's face was distorted by the pain, but he still refused to give in. He just shouted at the group of people behind him: "Are you all just for a living? Why don't you give it to me!"

Ye Zhiyu didn't pay attention to the person in front of him. He used his other hand to squeeze the hand and flicked it on the knees of the person in front.

The man groaned in pain and knelt down straight.

Ye Zhiyu looked around with a faint threat, "Is there anyone else who wants to take action?"

"Monster...monster!" The remaining guards were frightened and dumbfounded, muttering that Ye Zhiyu was a monster.

But it did act as a deterrent. At least no one dared to come forward anymore.

The strength of Ye Zhiyu's hand continued to increase, and the man almost fainted from the pain.

Ye Zhiyu's ghostly voice came to my ears, "Sir, do you still want to take action?"

"No... no. Don't do anything anymore." The man almost squeezed out these words through his teeth and looked at Ye Zhiyu with pleading eyes, hoping that she would be merciful and let go of his hand.

Otherwise, my wrist might be crushed!Ye Zhiyu squeezed hard one last time and let go with satisfaction after hearing a scream that was comparable to that of a pig being killed.

She dusted off her skirt very casually, as if the person who shocked everyone just now was not her.

Ye Zhiyu smiled and said: "My lords, the Queen Mother's decree does not mention beating my children, so it is enough to escort me alone. I am innocent, so please don't embarrass me."

The leader quickly said yes.

Ye Zhiyu nodded with satisfaction and said in a very soft voice, "Then, gentlemen, wait for me for a moment."

After saying that, Ye Zhiyu squatted down and looked at the two little dumplings.

Xiaofeng Tuan's eyes were filled with moisture at this moment, and he muttered: "Is my mother going to be beheaded? Is she going to die?"

When he said this, a drop of crystal fell on the back of Ye Zhiyu's hand.

It was very hot, as if it was going to burn a hole in her hand.

Ye Zhiyu wanted to say something, but found that he was also choked.

It's not because of the upcoming separation, but because I feel that I am a little too incompetent as a mother.

It always makes a pair of children worried.

Are they, despite their daily joy, always worried that their mother will leave and disappear without a trace in the next second?

Ye Zhiyu suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and wiped away the tears on Xiaofengtuan's cheeks, "Don't worry, my mother will be fine."

After saying that, Ye Zhiyu paused, as if remembering something, and added: "Even if you don't believe my mother, you should believe your cold-faced uncle, right? Both he and my mother will return safely."

I don't know why Feng Wuming's name is so effective. Anyway, Xiao Fengtuan, who was still sobbing, stopped sobbing when he heard this, and asked with red eyes: "Is what mother said true?"

Ye Zhiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stretched out a hand, "If you don't believe it, just pull the hook."

Xiaofeng Tuan hurriedly stretched out his hand as if he was afraid that Ye Zhiyu would regret it.

Xiaofeng Tuan immediately burst into laughter.

Ye Zhiyu calmed Xiao Feng Tuan's emotions and looked at Xiao Jiu again.

Tell him to take good care of his sister.

Xiaojiu's eyes were also a little red, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears flow out and just said yes.

Ye Zhiyu looked at the two little dumplings with a feeling of reluctance and guilt, but had to leave.

Ye Zhiyu stood up and left with the guards.

He left the palace in three steps and turned around. The two little dumplings followed each other step by step, holding hands.

As the door was closed, the two of them were completely invisible.

Ye Zhiyu withdrew his gaze and looked up at the sky, taking this opportunity to relax his mood.

There is still a tough battle to fight.

……

The journey to the palace was uneventful.

Ye Zhiyu didn't know much about the layout of the palace, so he couldn't see where this was going.

However, he just followed along silently, without asking any questions, as if he didn't seem to care much.

She was wondering how Feng Wuming was doing now.

However, the marching team suddenly stopped.

Ye Zhiyu came back from his thoughts and looked at the people in front of the team.

It's Xiao Qingrang.

Everyone reacted and immediately knelt down and worshiped, "See the Imperial Master."

Ye Zhiyu didn't move, staring straight at him, thinking about the reason why Xiao Qingrang appeared here... Could it be related to Feng Wuming?
The two looked at each other across the crowd, but they didn't say anything.

(End of this chapter)