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

Fu Jingtong walked so fast that the housekeeper had to run to keep up with him. He was panting and did not dare to say a word.

When they arrived at the study, the housekeeper was a little confused when he saw that the eldest young master and his wife were still at the door but had not entered.

Doesn't the Prime Minister pay any attention to the young master and his wife?

Shen Chengshu and Mrs. Shen were still calling Shen Hongyu at the door. Fu Jingtong strode over and stood at the door to ask them.

"Why doesn't Prime Minister Shen open the door?"

Shen Chengshu looked at Fu Jingtong, suddenly losing color and his eyes wandering.

Fu Jingtong looked at his guilty expression, his expression darkened inch by inch, and he said coldly: "Master Shen, Your Majesty asked me to come to Prime Minister Shen to discuss important matters. What do you mean by Prime Minister Shen staying behind closed doors?"

Shen Chengshu clenched his hands, feeling very uneasy.

Want to discuss something?

His Majesty must have known about what Shen Yanliu did, and now he wants to take his father away for questioning.

He calmed down and couldn't panic for the time being.

"Master Fu, my father may have something to do in the study, and he hasn't responded to us. Please wait a moment, Master Fu."

"How long do you have to wait? I have been waiting for a long time. Your Majesty's affairs cannot be delayed." Fu Jingtong knocked on the door and shouted loudly.

"Prime Minister Shen, Your Majesty asked me to come to see you to discuss something."

No one responded, Fu Jingtong pushed the door open, his eyes darkened.

Sure enough, it was locked from the inside. He looked at Shen Chengshu and said, "Master Shen, Prime Minister Shen hasn't responded to you all this time. Let's open the door and take a look."

Shen Chengshu frowned: "Master Fu, I know that His Majesty's affairs cannot be delayed, but is it not a good idea to knock on the door?"

Fu Jingtong squinted at him, his gaze a bit scrutinizing.

He was afraid that Shen Hongyu would secretly leave the darkroom and find out in time that he might be able to catch up. If he declined for a while, it would be too late.

Shen Chengshu's refusal made him even more suspicious.

Fu Jingtong said coldly: "Master Shen, which is more important, His Majesty's affairs, or your family's door?"

"If Mr. Shen feels that the door of your mansion is more important, don't worry. I will report it to Your Majesty when the time comes and ask the Ministry of Industry to personally build another door for you to supply to your Prime Minister's Mansion."

Fu Jingtong said in a deep voice and glanced at the two of them.

"Prime Minister Shen is silent in the study. What should we do if something happens?"

He said coldly: "Bump into the door."

Mrs. Shen's eyelids twitched hard twice. Shen Chengshu wanted to say something else, but Mrs. Shen nodded in agreement.

"Butler, summon the people, knock on the door."

The housekeeper hurriedly summoned the strong men of the mansion, and soon called the servants to knock on the door. After knocking it several times, the study door was knocked open. The servants couldn't steady themselves, so they threw themselves in and fell to the ground.

The chubby servant raised his head, screamed in horror, and pointed at the man hanging in the air with trembling hands: "Prime Minister... Prime Minister... he, he, he... is dead..."

Shen Chengshu and Mrs. Shen raised their eyes, and Mrs. Shen immediately fell to the ground weakly and was supported by the maid next to her.

Shen Chengshu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he rushed in like crazy: "Dad!"

Fu Jingtong stood at the door, his body froze, looking at Shen Hongyu, his face turned purple, his eyes were as big as bells, his mouth was slightly open, his face was hanging in the air with a painful expression, his neck was hanging on the rope, his face was solemn , shocked and surprised.

Why did Prime Minister Shen...hang himself?
He walked in with heavy steps. Shen Chengshu had already lowered Shen Hongyu from the air. He was holding Shen Hongyu's body. The seven-foot tall man had red eyes and tears streaming down his face.

"Dad, dad, don't leave your child and your mother behind..." Shen Chengshu hugged Shen Hongyu and stroked his face with trembling fingers, touching his nose. There was no breath, and his face was pale and grief-stricken.

Mrs. Shen ran over tremblingly and staggered, knelt directly in front of Shen Hongyu, and lay on the man's body, tears falling: "Hong Yu..." There were cries in the study, and Fu Jingtong stopped in front of Shen Hongyu and looked at him. With an expression on his face, he raised his eyes to look at the rope in the air, and then went to check the doors and windows again.

suicide.

He looked at the black gauze hat on the desk, walked over and picked it up, and at the same time saw the suicide note pressed with a book.

Moving the pressed book away, Fu Jing saw His Majesty signing the four words at the same glance. His eyebrows were cold and heavy. He folded the paper and put it away. He looked at Shen Hongyu with complicated eyes.

Fu Jingtong took a step back, saluted Shen Hongyu, and said softly: "Master Shen, Mrs. Shen, my condolences."

The two were heartbroken and no one responded to him.

Fu Jingtong didn't take it to heart. Looking at the sad faces of the two people, he turned and left.

We must tell His Majesty this matter quickly.

Fu Jingtong hurried to the palace and asked to see Feng Wuming.

Seeing his serious face and anxious tone, Eunuch Chen did not dare to delay, so he hurried to report: "Your Majesty, please see me."

Feng Wuming hummed. Eunuch Chen went out to talk to Fu Jingtong. When he turned around, he saw Fu Jingtong standing behind him, which startled him.

Fu Jingtong saluted Feng Wuming: "Your Majesty."

Feng Wuming sent him to the Shen family. Seeing that his face was not very good, he waved his hand to Eunuch Chen: "Step back."

Eunuch Chen closed the door, and Feng Wuming said in a deep voice: "How? Go to the Shen family, did you find anything wrong with Prime Minister Shen?"

Fu Jingtong strained his voice and said sadly: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Shen committed suicide. Wei Chen rushed to Shen's house, but Prime Minister Shen didn't meet Wei Chen for a long time. Wei Chen was afraid that he would do something, so he went straight in to find him. "

"Prime Minister Shen locked himself in the study. Neither Master Shen nor Mrs. Shen called him out. The door was knocked open and Prime Minister Shen was already hanged in the study."

The book in Feng Wuming's hand suddenly fell on the desk, surprised.

"suicide?"

Shen Hongyu committed suicide?
Sudden suicide after returning from Cining Palace?

Did Wen Yufu attack Shen Hongyu?

It is impossible for Shen Hongyu to commit suicide for no reason.

Feng Wuming's eyes were deep: "Are you sure it was suicide?"

Fu Jingtong thought of the recent strange things, and changed his original words: "Weichen checked the doors, windows and room for traces. There are no traces of others. It is no accident that he committed suicide."

"If it's related to that person, Wei Chen can't guarantee that it wasn't homicide."

Thinking of the suicide note left by Shen Hongyu, Fu Jingtong changed his mind again.

"Weichen thinks it's likely suicide."

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Shen also left something for Your Majesty."

He took out the suicide note from his sleeve and handed it to Feng Wuming.

"Your Majesty, I don't know if that person has control over Prime Minister Shen. If he doesn't, Prime Minister Shen will commit suicide."

"You can ask the Imperial Master to take a look." When it came to Wen Yufu, he couldn't be sure about everything.

The four words His Majesty personally signed in the suicide note were indeed written by Shen Hongyu, but he had seen Wen Yufu's sorcery before, and it was not impossible for her to control Prime Minister Shen.

Feng Wuming took the suicide note and opened it with a cold expression. When he looked at the contents of the suicide note, his face turned gloomy, his eyes darkened, his fingers tightened, and a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes. (End of chapter)