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

464 Excusable
The face of the little Sang Tao man is smiling wildly and arrogantly.

"Witch, you can't answer."

"Your Majesty, ask the guards to tie her up. The witch of the soul of another world is very scheming. She also has Taoist skills. Don't let her escape and cause harm to our country."

Feng Wuming said nothing, thinking about how he could help her out if she couldn't answer.

That she lost her memory?
Ye Wentai is on her side. As long as Ye Wentai is willing to cooperate, he will be Ye Zhiyu if he bites her to death. Even if Sang Tao has hundreds of mouths, he can protect her.

Just when Feng Wuming was about to speak, the woman who had been lowering her head raised her head, looked at Sang Tao and sneered.

"Why are you so anxious, Mr. Sang? It's just the things you said that brought back some memories for me, and also brought to mind some other memories, which made me deeply touched."

A very cold smile appeared on her lips.

"Did Mr. Sang have a problem with me? Why do you think Mr. Sang is deliberately targeting me?"

Sang Tao wanted to hide his words, and his voice was much higher than hers: "Nonsense!"

"I am thinking about His Majesty's safety. Your Majesty is our king. As a minister, I must put Your Majesty first at all times."

Ye Zhiyu curled his lips in disdain and looked at him mockingly without saying a word. His sarcastic and dismissive eyes irritated Sang Tao.

"Witch, don't even try to delay this."

"Come on, grab her!"

Feng Wuming said solemnly: "Who dares to touch her?"

Sang Tao was shocked and looked at Feng Wuming with disappointment: "Your Majesty, do you still want to defend this witch now?"

"Your Majesty, leaving this demon girl behind will endanger the country. If your Majesty must protect this demon girl, Wei Chen will be killed in the Jinluan Palace today. Otherwise, even if Wei Chen survives, he will not have the shame to see the late emperor in the future."

After Sang Tao finished speaking, he hit the pillar at lightning speed, and no one could react.

Ye Zhiyu stopped him in a flash and put a binding charm on his back, frowning with disdain on his face and said disdainfully.

"How old are you? Are you constantly looking for life and death all day long?"

Santao couldn't move, his eyes widened with anger: "Witch, what did you do to me?"

"I just put a /fixing charm on you."

She smiled gently: "Master Sang, you were killed in the Jinluan Palace today. The late emperor would not be happy if he saw you. He probably doesn't want a minister who slanders others indiscriminately."

"You..." Sang Tao was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, his eyes cracked.

"Master Sang just asked me what my father did when I was five years old that I will remember. It was probably because I fell into the pool out of fun, and my father gave me a hard lesson and slapped my palms."

"When I was young, being beaten was the most humiliating thing. I even told my father that I would never like him again."

Ye Wentai looked at her in surprise. In everyone's eyes, he was excited. Only Ye Zhiyu knew that he was shocked.

Santao was incredible.

Her answer was exactly the same as Ye Wentai's.

Sang Tao didn't give up and asked some more about his childhood. Ye Zhiyu answered fluently and also told some other things.

"Master Sang, do you have anything else to ask?" Ye Zhiyu looked relaxed as he saw Sang Tao's face getting more and more ugly.

Those otherworldly souls were summoned to this world by the system before. Those souls would not have the memory of the original body, but she was different. She had the memory of the original body.

As long as she insists that she is Ye Zhiyu, Sang Tao cannot deny that she is not Ye Zhiyu in any way.

Sang Tao's face was earth-colored and he murmured: "You are fake, fake, you are a witch..." Before he could finish speaking, Ye Wentai could no longer stand and scolded: "That's enough, Mr. Sang, this is me. My daughter is my fish."

"None of the things she said were wrong. If you continue to slander my daughter, I will risk my life to seek justice for my daughter!"

Ye Wentai stood next to Ye Zhiyu, holding her arm tremblingly, with complicated expressions in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, daddy is here."

Ye Zhiyu nodded: "With daddy here, my daughter is not afraid."

Mr. Chen lowered his head and looked at Sang Tao like an eggplant beaten by frost. It was wilting and had no fighting power.

Cursing in his heart, it was no use, and he stood up.

"No matter what, you have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor. Why do you hide your identity and stay with His Majesty? What conspiracy do you have?"

On the way back to the palace with Ye Wentai, a young father-in-law bumped into him and said something to him while the two of them were not paying attention.

The Queen Mother asked him to help Sang Tao and accuse Ye Zhiyu of deceiving the king. It would be best if she died.

Sang Tao suddenly woke up: "Yes, you deceived me and ignored me. Your crime is unpardonable!"

Ye Zhiyu knelt down to Feng Wuming: "Your Majesty, the daughter of the people did lie to you, but she had to lie to you."

She touched her fingers behind her ears and took off the human skin mask from her face, revealing Ye Zhiyu's true face.

She has a face with oval seeds and eyebrows made of willow leaves. Ye Zhiyu has bright eyebrows and bright teeth. Her dark and lively almond eyes are the icing on the cake.

Ye Wentai looked at this familiar face and wanted to touch her face in a daze, but thought of something and took his hand back calmly.

Feng Wuming looked at her face and felt lost for a moment.

He was in a mixed mood and stared at her face in a daze.

Ye Zhiyu had already thought of how to explain on the way here. She pinched her thigh hard, and Feng Wuming frowned when he caught a glimpse of her little movement.

She was so painful that tears quickly burst out of her eyes.

"Your Majesty, the master of the folk girl did a fortune-telling for the folk girl when she was traveling around the world. She learned that the folk girl is facing a calamity. If she wants to survive this calamity safely, she can only fake her death and leave home. She cannot let the people around her know her true identity, otherwise she will be punished. The people around her have brought disasters and disasters, and the common people's daughter has lived outside as Wang Xiao'e all these years in order to survive the disaster. Only after seeing the disaster come to a successful end can the common daughter dare to return to the imperial city to live."

"The daughter of the people knows that your majesty is sensible, and the matter of the people of the people cannot be violated. I also ask that your majesty can forgive the people of the people and forgive the deception of the people of the people."

Feng Wuming glanced at Yun Qi and Fu Jingtong.

The two understood each other.

Yun Qi: "Your Majesty, we must overcome the tribulation. This is something we have to do. I feel it is excusable. Although Ye Zhiyu has deceived his true identity, he has no intention of harming others and has helped your Majesty several times." Out of danger, Wei Chen felt that Ye Zhiyu could offset his merits and demerits."

Fu Jingtong echoed: "What General Yun said is absolutely true. Wang...Miss Ye is kind-hearted and never means harm to others. Instead, she helped us several times. Deception has to be done. There is a reason for everything, so there is no need to be harsh."

Feng Wuming asked other courtiers.

Everyone looked at each other.

His Majesty was clearly on Ye Zhiyu's side. General Yun and Master Fu both spoke for her, and they did not want to offend these three people.

Just as he was about to agree, the father-in-law's voice came from outside the palace: "The Imperial Master has arrived."

Sang Tao rekindled hope: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Preceptor is here. Let the Imperial Preceptor take a look at Ye Zhiyu."

(End of this chapter)