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

Chapter 4 You are like an old friend

She purposely wore a veil to protect herself from this attack.

Who would have thought that a person who is already disguised would deliberately wear another veil?

Just think that her disguised appearance is her true face.

"Stop!" Xiaojiu stood in front of his mother, Xiaojun raised his face seriously and looked at Feng Wuming.

Two cold-faced faces, one big and one small, faced off against each other.

Feng Wuming coughed lightly, his eyes unwavering, "You remind me of an old friend."

Ye Zhiyu: "..."

She carefully recalled where her flaws were, which made Feng Wuming suspicious.

With doubtful eyes, he caught a glimpse of the deed on the table.

Damn it, I forgot to disguise the handwriting!
Dog Dongfeng Wuming is so attentive.

But for the sake of one hundred thousand gold and Xiaofeng Tuan's medicine introduction, Ye Zhiyu still had to continue the trick.

"Your Majesty is very open-minded. That old friend who can be remembered by you for so long must be a heinous villain. It's a pity that the woman is a commoner in the mountains and has never been lucky enough to meet the Prince, nor is she your old friend."

She smiled naturally and couldn't tell she was lying.

Feng Wuming's brows relaxed a bit.

Ye Zhiyu successfully settled in the backyard of the Regent's Mansion.

Xiao Jiu and Xiao Feng Tuan never went to the front yard to play. Feng Wuming's health improved after taking the medicine for half a month. He returned to the court and was so busy every day that no one was around, so he gradually forgot about the existence of these two little guys.

On this day, according to the agreed deadline, Ye Zhiyu went to the accounting office to collect the reward for the treatment.

After getting the banknote, she turned around with a smile on her face, but bumped into Feng Wuming who happened to be passing by.

"My lord..."

"Are you short of money?" Feng Wuming looked stern and glanced at her hand that was holding the banknote tightly.

Ye Zhiyu rolled his eyes in his heart, a doggy man doesn't know how expensive it is to raise a child.

She put away her smile and pretended to be helpless, "Your Majesty, you don't know. My damn husband was a libertine. He contracted the disease six years ago and left us. He left us orphans and widowed... The bitch who suffered a thousand cuts just lived. No matter how you raise him, he will be a pig or a dog in his next life!" Feng Wuming frowned slightly, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable listening to her scolding.

Thinking that she had two children with her, she said in a deep voice, "You will move to the west courtyard in the future. The current room is shady and children are prone to rashes."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ye Zhiyu saluted.

The two of them didn't say a few words before Feng Wuming asked people to leave.

He was going to the study to handle government affairs when the guards came to report that Lord Ye, the censor, wanted to see him.

What's that old guy doing here?
He hasn't settled the accounts of what happened six years ago!
Feng Wuming narrowed his eyes slightly and said "I don't see you" in a cold voice.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please save my wife!"

Ye Yushi broke in regardless of the obstruction. He didn't care about his identity despite his age, and knelt at Feng Wuming's feet.

……

In the backyard of the palace, Ye Zhiyu returned to his room.

Xiaojiu is reading in front of the window, looking serious.

Xiaofeng Tuan was running around the table holding a pinwheel. She had been receiving medicine for her illness in the past few days, and she had not had any fever for a long time.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the two little guys looked over.

"Mother."

"Mother~"

Xiao Fengtuan threw herself into Ye Zhiyu's arms and smiled sweetly at her.

"Feng Tuanzi, did you take your medicine obediently today?" Ye Zhiyu smiled and pinched her cheek.

"Yes!" Xiaofeng Tuan replied crisply, but then turned around with a worried expression, "There are no more pills."

Ye Zhiyu remembered that the blood she had collected to treat Feng Wuming had been used up.

It will take at least three days for the pills to be made. Feng Wuming may not come back from going to the military aircraft camp tonight.

(End of this chapter)