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

Chapter 89 It turns out to be His Majesty
"How come Miss Ye is free to come over and play chess with me today?" Xiao Qingrang dropped a piece.

Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Now everyone knew that Feng Wuming was seriously ill and the future of the palace was unclear.

She only came to Xiao Qingrang at this time, which was inevitably a bit of a temporary fix.

Just looking at Xiao Qingrang's indifferent expression, it seems that he doesn't mind that these court affairs are related to the relationship between the two of them.

Those words just now were probably just pleasantries between the two of them who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Ye Zhiyu held Bai Zixing in his back, "I came here rashly, but did it delay the official business of the Imperial Master?"

"If I say yes, are you going to close the deal and say goodbye?" Xiao Qingrang chuckled, "I heard that the prince has not been in court for several days due to illness. As his doctor, you came to my place to play chess. laid back?"

There was really nothing he could hide from him. Ye Zhiyu sighed in his heart and could only speak directly.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Your Majesty, the prince's health has indeed not been well recently. The day before yesterday, Mr. He from Dali Temple came to visit with his officers and soldiers to disturb you. Even some improvement was put back."

"Hmm." After hearing this, Xiao Qingrang did not express his position, and his eyes were still focused on the direction of the chessboard situation.

"It's a coincidence that I had some friendship with Fu Jing and Mr. Fu because of the exorcism thing. I originally wanted to get some news about the case from Mr. Fu, so that the prince would not be wronged in vain. But this Mr. Fu..."

Ye Zhiyu paused cleverly, and Xiao Qingrang was obviously interested, and he followed her wishes and took it on his own.

"Fu Jingtong is a capable person, but he is too withdrawn. Such a person is good at handling cases, but when it comes to being an official..." Xiao Qingrang shook his head.

"It was because of my lack of thinking at the time that I fought against all odds to ensure that he occupied a seat in Dali Temple. At the moment, I don't know whether it helped him or harmed him."

Ye Zhiyu asked cautiously, "Does the Imperial Master know the reason why he secluded himself in the courtyard and did not see outsiders?"

Xiao Qingrang paused and thought for a while before speaking again, "This matter is not complicated to say, but it is because of a case a few years ago, which only involves Mr. Fu's personal affairs, but I can't go into details. ."

"If Miss Ye is really interested, it would be much more effective to ask me about it than to be a bystander like me."

Isn’t this going full circle and back to square one!

Ye Zhiyu was dumbfounded and didn't know whether he should continue to nudge Xiao Qing to speak, or risk being cold-faced and ask Fu Jingtong.

Just as she was hesitating while holding the chess piece, she heard a male voice next to her.

"It's the same as not saying anything. I happen to be there too. Why don't you just explain it all in one go and relieve my boredom?"

Ye Zhiyu followed the sound and saw that the man was no one else. He was the young man from a wealthy family who had braved the night to send Feng Wuming five-split coptis.

Before she could wonder where this person was from and how he could come and go from the Imperial Preceptor's residence at will, Xiao Qingrang spoke with some reproach.

"Your Majesty is not well yet, so why are you walking around so freely instead of lying in bed to recuperate?"

His Majesty?Catching this word sensitively, Ye Zhiyu's pupils jumped.

It turns out that the pale-faced young master is the short-lived emperor?

Looking at the colors of the two people, Ye Zhiyu was hesitating whether to kneel or not when he saw the emperor lifting his robe and sitting beside Xiao Qingrang without any pressure.

"Didn't I hear from the palace maid that our Imperial Master, who has never been close to women, actually summoned a beautiful lady to accompany him? Then I couldn't restrain my curiosity and ran over to find out what was going on."

As he said that, Feng Yanzhi's eyes moved to Ye Zhiyu.Why did Ye Zhiyu think that when the emperor saw his appearance, he was not only curious but also a little disappointed?
"I thought it was the iron tree blooming, but I didn't expect that the Imperial Master actually has some friendship with my uncle's doctor."

Seeing that Ye Zhiyu was nervous and stood up to salute, Feng Yanzhi waved his hand and said, "I just sneaked here today, so there is no need to go through all the red tape."

"On the other hand, I have some impression of the Fu Jingtong you just mentioned. He is the youngest in Dali Temple now, no, in the entire Third Division, right?"

"Yes," Xiao Qingrang nodded and added: "Your Majesty has forgotten that when you saw his transfer order, you specially summoned him for an interview. Because he answered calmly, you rewarded him a lot."

"Really?" Feng Yanzhi thought about it carefully, and then his eyes lit up, "It turns out to be him. I also asked why I haven't heard anything from him in the past few years. It turns out there is something hidden."

"It's a coincidence that you came here today," Feng Yanzhi winked at Ye Zhiyu, "I think the palace should have provided you with a carriage and entourage. I'll take your car later. Let's go together to see the master?" "

Ye Zhiyu was stunned, this emperor was too casual.

But before she could think of words to decline, Xiao Qingrang frowned and said, "Your Majesty, this is too much nonsense!"

Xiao Qingrang had a rare expression of coldness, and Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but secretly sweat for the little emperor when he saw it.

But Feng Yanzhi seemed to have been used to it for a long time.

"Harmful," Feng Yan waved his hand in disinterest, "It was just a casual mention. Why should the Imperial Master be angry? You still have guests here."

Ye Zhiyu should not, should not, and could only drink water quietly with his teacup in hand, staring straight at the tips of his shoes.

Seeing that Xiao Qingrang's face was determined and showed no possibility of being accommodating, Feng Yanzhi sighed, then also looked solemn and spoke in a deep voice.

"Wang Xiao'e?"

"The civilian girl is here." Ye Zhiyu stood up in a panic.

"I order you to report to me exactly what you have learned. Thank you for this!"

At the end of the day, Feng Yanzhi couldn't pretend anymore and smiled so hard that his clear eyes were gone.

"Accept...accept the order?" Ye Zhiyu still doesn't know Feng Yanzhi's temperament and whether he really likes to play around.

He could only answer hesitantly while looking at Xiao Qingrang asking for help.

Xiao Qingrang sighed, "Since it is Your Majesty's order, you can go ahead and talk to Your Majesty to relieve your boredom when you come to the palace next time to see me."

Until he left the Imperial Master's Palace, Ye Zhiyu was still a little restless.

The short-lived little emperor she had indicated in her previous hexagram was actually so talkative and laughing?
If his expression hadn't been worse than that of Feng Wuming who was pretending to be ill, Ye Zhiyu would have suspected that he had mistakenly recognized the person.

Previously, Ye Zhiyu only vaguely saw the poor luck of the Emperor Star, but he didn't have much feelings.

But ever since he saw Feng Yanzhi standing in front of him alive, laughing and joking with him, Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but feel a little more emotional.

If such a person is really just a young man from a rich family, he must be a man of fine clothes and an angry horse, and be popular in the capital.

But he was put in that position and could only allow other people's covetous power to be projected onto him.

(End of this chapter)