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

Chapter 382 She is a time traveler

Feng Wuming watched her push him away and turn around quickly, looking like a heartless scumbag who abandoned her wife and son.

She changed her face too quickly.

He had a dark face.

Yun Qi clicked her tongue from the side, her curious eyes wandering around the two of them, like a gossipy old lady.

Ye Zhiyu felt a chill on her back, and she didn't care about anything else. She grabbed Xiao Qingrang's hand and sent some spiritual power to him.

Feng Wuming's face turned very dark. He took a step forward. When he realized something, he stopped and looked away.

"Can you still hold on?" After Ye Zhiyu sent him some spiritual power, he helped him deal with Wen Yufu.

With the addition of her spiritual power, the flute hanging in the air emits a bright green light, as if it has been given life. It is obviously a dead thing, but it makes people feel alive.

"Don't worry, you won't die." Xiao Qingrang smiled at her, looking at the purple energy behind Wen Yufu, he communicated with her secretly.

"Dizi is absorbing the purple energy behind Wen Yufu. I need you to seize the opportunity to help me, find her hole, and kill her in one fell swoop."

Ye Zhiyu glanced at the flute and nodded slightly to him.

With the addition of Ye Zhiyu, Wen Yufu clearly felt that the purple energy behind her was unstable. She looked ugly and asked.

"Ye Zhiyu, do you know what you are doing? You actually helped Xiao Qingyi."

Ye Zhiyu glanced at her and said, "If I don't help the handsome and immortal master, how can I help you, a vicious-hearted woman?"

Ye Zhiyu looked at Wen Yueqin, and she narrowed her eyes.

If Wen Yueqin could be injured, Wen Yufu would lose her right-hand man.

She secretly gathered a spiritual power and hit Wen Yueqin in the heart while she wasn't paying attention.

Wen Yueqin helped Wen Yufu stabilize her strength, but it cost her spiritual power. She was already fragile, and Ye Zhiyu seized the opportunity to hit her in the heart. She took two steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Master..." She saw the purple energy behind Wen Yufu turbulent, and wanted to get up to help strengthen her strength, but she was shocked to find that her limbs were weak and her head was dizzy.

Ye Zhiyu saw that she was struggling to get up, but her limbs were weak and she fell down hard, and started to speak.

"Don't waste your efforts, I've drugged you."

"You'd better get some sleep."

As soon as Ye Zhiyu finished speaking, Wen Yueqin couldn't hold on any longer, closed her eyes, hit her head on the ground and fell asleep.

Without Wen Yueqin, Wen Yufu gradually seemed powerless to deal with the two of them alone.

She gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Ye Zhiyu!"

"My ears are good. If you call me, call me. No need to grit your teeth like this." Ye Zhiyu was so angry that he would not pay for his life.

"When killing a pig, the screams made by the pig lying on the board are not as unpleasant as the sound you make."

"How can I compare you to a pig? Isn't this an insult to the pig? I'm really sorry for the pig."

"The noises made by pigs are much better than those you make."

Wen Yufu's eyebrows were cold and angry, and suddenly she burst into sneers, looking at Ye Zhiyu talking to her in a soft voice.

"Ye Zhiyu, why do you need to go against me? You should be in my camp, we are the same kind of people."

"I admire you very much. As long as you are willing to come to my camp, I will make you the prime minister, the only female prime minister. I will give you the rights that one person is less than ten thousand people. You and I will enjoy this great country together."

Ye Zhiyu's expression changed slightly: "Don't talk nonsense, I have never been in the same camp as you."

Wen Yufu laughed loudly: "Isn't it true? Others don't know where you come from, but I know it clearly."

"My lord, you still don't know her true identity, right?"

Ye Zhiyu was panicking, her eyelids kept twitching, she frowned and scolded. "Wen Yufu, using such means to sow discord, do you think the prince will believe it?"

"The prince has never been a stupid person."

Wen Yufu stared at her quietly with his narrow eyes.

Ye Zhiyu's heartbeat was beating fast and he licked his dry lips.

Wen Yufu stared at her, and she stared at Wen Yufu. The two of them looked at each other with sharp eyes.

"You are so angry." Wen Yufu let out a faint laugh and directly told her secret.

"Admit it, you are not Wang Xiao'e at all."

Feng Wuming's pupils trembled, and he looked at Ye Zhiyu with sharp eyes.

His eyes fell on Ye Zhiyu, and she felt it immediately. His questioning eyes pierced her back. She gritted her teeth, her face still calm.

"You said I'm not Wang Xiao'e, so am I? That's nonsense, do you think the prince will believe it?"

Wen Yufu raised her eyes to look at Feng Wuming, and saw that he had been staring at Ye Zhiyu, his face dark and deep, and she didn't know what he was thinking. She was instantly happy: "My lord, you don't know Wang Xiao'e's true identity."

Ye Zhiyu felt a little guilty and did not dare to look at Feng Wuming. She pretended to help Xiao Qingyi wholeheartedly, staring at the hanging flute and word by word.

"My lord, don't listen to her nonsense."

"I'm worried." A cold light flashed in Wen Yufu's eyes.

Feng Wuming doesn't know Ye Zhiyu's true identity. If she reveals her true identity and drives a wedge between the two of them, she will reap the benefits.

Feng Wuming has been in a high position since he was a child, and he hates being deceived and used by others.

Knowing that Wang Xiao'e had been lying to him all this time, he would definitely not be able to bear it and would be furious.

"Feng Wuming, Wang Xiao'e is not from this world at all. She has a purpose for approaching you. She is a time traveler. Like those people, she has a soul from another world."

Ye Zhiyu's face turned pale and his mind went blank.

The secret she had been hiding was revealed by Wen Yufu. How should she explain it to Feng Wuming?
Feng Wuming's eyes were locked on her, but his scorching gaze made Ye Zhiyu's scalp numb, and he didn't dare to turn his eyes in his direction.

She bit her lip and turned pale.

Wen Yufu saw her scared look and said proudly: "Your Majesty, Wang Xiao'e..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Feng Wuming's gloomy gaze fell on her, and the strong sense of oppression made her stop abruptly.

Feng Wuming's face was gloomy and his voice was cold: "If you want to sow discord, do you think I will believe it?"

"Wang Xiao'e belongs to me. I know where she comes from better than anyone else. You don't need to tell me."

Wen Yufu's pride did not last long.

She thought there was something wrong with her ears and couldn't believe it: "You don't believe me?"

"Why should I believe you?" Feng Wuming's voice was cold.

"Believe me, I am also a person who believes in me."

"She is a time traveler. She has an ulterior motive for approaching you. Feng Wuming, aren't you very smart? Are you planning to deceive yourself now?"

Wen Yufu didn't expect that Feng Wuming didn't believe her when she told the explosive news.

Ye Zhiyu looked at Feng Wuming in a daze, and warmth slowly arose in his chest.

Feng Wuming...does he believe her so much?
"Wang Xiao'e, is she telling the truth?" Feng Wuming looked at Ye Zhiyu. When talking to her, his voice lowered involuntarily, as gentle as the wind.

(End of this chapter)