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

Chapter 352: Conspiracy
Xiao Qingrang just said: "Thank you for your hard work, just send the people here, and leave the rest to me."

The leader of the guards seemed a little hesitant. He looked back at Ye Zhiyu, who was standing straight, and said with his fists in his hands: "But the Queen Mother means to take the person to the Temple of Heaven and execute him directly."

"I will explain to the Queen Mother, it's not something you should worry about." Xiao Qingrang glanced at the man lightly.

Just one glance made his whole body shiver.

It is inconvenient for him, a small-timer, to get involved in matters between big shots.

So Ye Zhiyu was left behind and retreated.

After leading the group of people away, Ye Zhiyu saluted Xiao Qingrang, "Thank you so much, Imperial Master, for saving me, but why did the Imperial Master suddenly appear here?"

Xiao Qingyang curled her lips and asked instead, "What answer does Miss Wang want to hear?"

Ye Zhiyu opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Xiao Qingrang changed the subject, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Please ask Miss Wang to follow me back to the palace to discuss it in detail."

Ye Zhiyu nodded and followed Xiao Qingrang.

The two of them returned to the Imperial Master's Palace unimpeded.

In the hall, Xiao Qingrang let Ye Zhiyu take a rest while he went to make a box of hot tea.

When I came back, I still had a box in my hand, with a pill lying quietly inside.

"This is……"

Ye Zhiyu's eyes fell on the pill, and he was a little puzzled.

Xiao Qingrang handed the box over and explained: "This medicine can temporarily cut off the connection between you and the prince, take it."

Ye Zhiyu didn't move, or even reached out to pick it up.

Xiao Qingrang had no intention of taking back his hand, and the two of them remained in a stalemate.

Ye Zhiyu refused to take the medicine.

"What is the prince planning? What does the Imperial Master know?"

Xiao Qingrang sat opposite Ye Zhiyu, "What else does Miss Wang want to know?"

Ye Zhiyu replied: "Everything."

Xiao Qingrang shook his head, "I'm afraid not. I promised the prince that some things need to be kept secret."

Ye Zhiyu was not annoyed, and had no intention of pressing him. He just said to himself: "Even if the Imperial Master didn't tell me, I would have guessed it. Your Majesty, this is a dangerous move, and you will risk your life. He You will definitely suffer physical pain in the Heavenly Prison, so you asked the Imperial Master to prepare this elixir, right?"

Xiao Qingrang poured a cup of tea for himself and Ye Zhiyu, and replied casually: "Ms. Wang already knows whether it is yes or no, so why bother me?"

Ye Zhiyu shook his head, "There are obviously so many ways, why did the prince choose this one? Falling into the hands of the Queen Mother is like a sheep in the mouth of a wolf, I'm afraid you will be tortured."

"I won't take this medicine."

Ye Zhiyu said decisively, but his eyes turned red involuntarily.

She never thought that one day Feng Wuming would do this for herself.

If you don't pay attention, you will die!
Xiao Qingrang was not surprised by Ye Zhiyu's decision, as he had known Ye Zhiyu's character for a long time.

If she was about to swallow it without saying a word, then he would be surprised.

However, Xiao Qingrang still placed the medicine in front of Ye Zhiyu.

Facing her slightly angry look, he explained: "This is the prince's choice, and it is also the best way. If Miss Wang doesn't eat, then the prince will not be able to let go and fight. If he is timid, he is afraid of more trouble." It will hurt.”

Xiao Qingrang didn't say anything more. Ye Zhiyu was a smart man and knew how to make his own decisions.

Ye Zhiyu was tangled in his heart for a while, and unconsciously wrung his hands.

But in the end he picked up the pill and swallowed it.

Now that the matter has come to this, Feng Wuming has already thought about it a lot.

She didn't want to hold Feng Wuming back at the last moment.

However, there was one thing that Ye Zhiyu still wanted to know.

"Will the prince be safe?"

Xiao Qingrang replied mysteriously, "Good people have their own destiny."

Ye Zhiyu was silent for a while, lowering his head and clasping his scarred hand.Xiao Qingrang took out a porcelain vase again and placed it in front of Ye Zhiyu.

Without waiting for Ye Zhiyu to ask, he took the initiative to talk about the origin of this porcelain vase.

"This is what the prince asked me to deliver."

Xiao Qingrang stared at Ye Zhiyu, met her gaze and said, "It's his blood."

Ye Zhiyu's heart was severely moved!
She had always thought that her blood collection was done flawlessly, at least without arousing Feng Wuming's suspicion.

But now it seems that he has known about this for a long time.

How early does it start?

And out of what mood did he allow himself to take blood without even asking?
Ye Zhiyu took the porcelain bottle with trembling hands.

The small porcelain bottle seems to weigh a thousand pounds!

Seeing that the mission was completed, Xiao Qingrang stopped talking and just let Ye Zhiyu make arrangements on his own.

"Can I go back home?" Ye Zhiyu asked, causing Xiao Qingrang's back to pause.

After a long while, he said: "Of course."

"The prince has already arranged everything."

With the words "The prince has already arranged everything", Ye Zhiyu's heart was in confusion.

She almost escaped from the palace.

I really don’t know how I should feel when facing Feng Wuming.

Where she couldn't see, Feng Wuming had already thought about everything.

He arranged everything, but he didn't think about himself.

Ye Zhiyu was devastated when he returned to the palace.

The two little dumplings were surprised that their mother came back so soon, but seeing Ye Zhiyu looking lost, they didn't say anything to disturb her.

Ye Zhiyu cheered up and comforted the two little dumplings for a few words, then locked himself in the room and made elixirs for Xiao Fengtuan.

He stayed there for a whole day and night without eating or drinking.

The food outside is hot and cold, hot and cold.

Ye Zhiyu never left the room, nor took a bite.

At dawn the next day, Ye Zhiyu stepped out of the room.

First, he handed the porcelain bottle containing the elixir to Xiao Fengtuan, and then walked out of the palace.

Before leaving, Xiaojiu stopped her.

"Mother, where are you going?"

Ye Zhiyu didn't look back and just said: "Go see Feng Wuming and bring him back."

Ye Zhiyu left the palace and went straight to Dali Temple.

At that time, Fu Jingtong was handling government affairs. When he heard the doorman reporting that a woman was looking for him, he immediately realized who the woman was.

So he left behind a lot of government affairs and met Ye Zhiyu.

The moment he saw that he was safe and sound, Xiao Qingrang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

However, she has become much thinner and has green spots now, which shows that she has not rested well.

"I want to see the prince."

Ye Zhiyu got straight to the point and stated his demands.

Fu Jingtong's concerned words were stuck in his throat and he could not say them out.

He didn't answer, seeming to be thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

Originally, Feng Wuming should not have been imprisoned in Dali Temple.

However, it was Fu Jingtong who made meritorious service on his own and reported Feng Wuming, and Empress Dowager Shen agreed to imprison him in Dali Temple.

(End of this chapter)