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

Chapter 83 Tracing the Dead Husband
When Ye Zhiyu saw Feng Wuming groping for his clothes with a strange look on his face, he felt bad and wanted to leave.

"Wang Xiao'e!"

A loud shout made Ye Zhiyu freeze in his steps.

Ye Zhiyu didn't give Feng Wuming time to pursue the matter and spoke quickly.

"Did Your Majesty worry too much today? I saw that when I fell asleep just now, I was very restless and my whole body was struggling. Did Your Majesty have a nightmare?"

How could Feng Wuming believe such nonsense? He sneered, "Then when I had nightmares, did I not only struggle, but also take off my clothes and put them back on again?"

"That's not true," Ye Zhiyu lied and did not make a draft. "I saw that the prince was sweating coldly and was afraid that he would be exposed to the wind, so I wiped it for him."

"It is my duty to take care of the prince's body. There is no need for you to thank him."

When Feng Wuming saw Ye Zhiyu's confident face, he was choked by her shamelessness and had nothing to say.

Seeing that Feng Wuming had no intention of pursuing the matter any further, Ye Zhiyu packed up his things and pushed the door open, "My lord, please take care of yourself, so I'll leave now?"

"I remember that the miracle doctor told me before that your late husband..."

Although Feng Wuming suddenly mentioned this matter again for some reason, Ye Zhiyu responded fluently, "He died six years ago. Why does the prince mention this unlucky person?"

Feng Wuming smiled slightly, "I'm just chatting with the miracle doctor about daily life in my free time. Is the miracle doctor not willing?"

"How could it be possible? It's just that he contracted the disease and died of the disease after all. I don't want to mention it. Your Majesty, can you be considerate?"

Although Ye Zhiyu felt that there was nothing wrong with his answer, he always felt uneasy when he looked at Feng Wuming's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"I didn't think twice about this. When the miracle doctor went out to see the miracle doctor, the two children were unaccompanied. I felt pity for a moment, so I thought of going to the hometown of the miracle doctor's deceased husband to find out if there were any relatives. If there was anyone, I could come over and join your family. It’s also good to be reunited.”

Feng Wuming felt much more comfortable when he saw Ye Zhiyu's suddenly stiff expression.

Feng Wuming walked slowly to the case, took out a stack of letter paper, and flipped through a few articles in a serious manner before Feng Wuming spoke.

"Chaoping Village, right? If the information filled in by the miracle doctor when he first entered the house was correct, your deceased husband was born here."

"I wonder if the miracle doctor is so careful, he won't even remember his deceased husband's hometown incorrectly, right?"

Ye Zhiyu forced a smile and said, "Yes, it is Chaoping Village. Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but my late husband has been out to make a living since he was a child, and even if he has any relatives, he is not familiar with me, so I won't bother Your Majesty to send his men to work on my affairs." .”

"The words of the miracle doctor are too far-fetched," Feng Wuming shook his head, "I just heard that the miracle doctor has taken care of my body as his duty, and I was really touched. I thought that I should do something for the miracle doctor. , otherwise my conscience will really be uneasy!”

Before Ye Zhiyu could refuse again, Feng Wuming made a clean cut, "What's more, the people I sent out have arrived at Chaoping Village, and what I just read was the news they sent back. After all, blood is thicker than water, Why would a miracle doctor reject a child’s relatives thousands of miles away?”

Ye Zhiyu's pupils shrank suddenly. This Chaoping Village was just a small fishing village that she passed by while traveling/practicing medicine. When the housekeeper asked for her information, she chose this most remote village and filled it in.

Who would have thought that he would leave such a big hole for himself!
Regardless of whether Feng Wuming was angry today because she found out that she had tampered with him while he was sleeping, she suddenly mentioned her fictitious ghost husband.

Just thinking about the time it took to travel from the capital to Chaoping Village, Ye Zhiyu couldn't notice it.

This is because Feng Wuming has long been suspicious of her "dead husband", so she has to send her men over thousands of miles to investigate!
But I think Feng Wuming probably hasn't found any definite evidence yet, otherwise it wouldn't be like this today, beating her up in the name of talking about common things.

Ye Zhiyu calmed down for a moment and then looked embarrassed. "What the prince said is true. It was me who was angry with the relatives next to me because of that unlucky person. I think it would be a good thing to have a few close people to take care of the little Jiu Feng Tuan."

Ye knew that Yu was blessed, and when he saw that Feng Wuming had no intention of stopping him, he bowed bitterly.

"I just don't know who the prince has found? If he is an old man, he may not be able to travel long distances."

"There is no news yet, but don't worry, the miracle doctor. If there is any whereabouts, I will inform the miracle doctor as soon as possible."

Feng Wuming made a promise to Ye Zhiyu with a bit of a smile, but in Ye Zhiyu's eyes, that smile was absolutely hateful.

How could we possibly find any relatives in Chaoping Village?

Aren't all your relatives in the palace now? One is dying of illness, and the other is looking forward to your death!

Ye Zhiyu couldn't stay any longer, so he thanked Feng Wuming and tried to escape from Feng Wuming's room, but Feng Wuming still refused to let him go in the end.

"I still advise the miraculous doctor not to be clever and play tricks, but to be more aware of current affairs. It will be good for you and me. What do the miraculous doctors think?"

"What is the prince talking about? Since I am the prince's doctor, I naturally share the same thoughts with him."

Feng Wuming raised his eyebrows lightly, "This is the best. The miracle doctor will leave slowly without sending him away."

……

"Girl, what are you busy with? I can use this body quite well."

Rong'er looked at Ye Zhiyu, who had been carving wood behind closed doors since returning to his room, and asked with a bit of curiosity.

"This is not for you." Ye Zhiyu pursed his lips tightly and kept moving his hands.

Hearing this, Rong'er took a closer look at the unfinished puppet and saw that the puppet was tall and had rough features. It was obviously a man's body.

"When did the girl take in new demon spirits in the past few days? Why haven't you seen them before?"

Ye Zhiyu shook his head, "In the past few days, you have been following me almost all the time. Don't you know whether I have subdued the demon or not?"

"Feng Wuming is already suspicious of my identity. I'm afraid that in a few days, he will find that the 'dead husband' I mentioned does not exist from beginning to end. If I don't think of a way to deal with it, won't I just sit back and wait for death? !”

So Rong'er understood the situation and stopped disturbing Ye Zhiyu. He just stayed aside obediently and handed her some tools.

"Huh," Ye Zhiyu breathed a long sigh of relief. He was not familiar with the art of puppet making, and the puppet was made in a hurry, so it always looked a bit disharmonious.

But if I delay any longer, I'm afraid I'll have long nights and many dreams.

Ye Zhiyu urged spiritual power to be poured into it, and the puppet gradually started to move. From the initial stiffness, it gradually became flexible, and in the end, it turned out to be full of hope, and even its eyes could be fake.

As soon as Ye Zhiyu's spiritual power was released, the puppet suddenly fell to the ground. Apart from its appearance, it was the same as a real person, but it didn't show any signs of life.

"Rong'er, please help me send this puppet to a deserted village on the outskirts of Beijing. Bury it deeper. Don't let anyone discover it!"

(End of this chapter)