After the explosion in Yiyuntai a few months ago, Emperor Yongzhen was blind and broke his leg, and after finally picking up a life, he hated Xiao Yuanzhu.

He executed all the subordinates who served Xiao Yuanzhu at the beginning, and he was angry with the Lu family, but he still didn't understand his hatred, so he set his eyes on the people close to Xiao Yuanzhu.

Xiao Yuanzhu has never shown the slightest dislike in so many years, and the only time she begged him was her position as the county lord and the marriage contract with Fan Yue.

And these two things, in the eyes of discerning people, she is closer to Xiao Yuanzhu.

During this period of time, Emperor Yongzhen made things difficult for Feng Qizhou with trivial things everywhere, and he was more interested in supporting the right capital Yushi to fight for power with Feng Qizhou.

Ji Jiu knew what Feng Qiao was worried about, so he couldn't help but say, "Miss, don't worry, things in the palace have taken a turn for the better." ”

Feng Qiao was puzzled: "What turnaround?"

Ji Jiu said in a low voice: "Miss may not know that Emperor Yongzhen has been ordering people to investigate the origin of those black fires hidden in Yiyuntai before, and now there are clues to the source of those black fires. ”

Feng Qiao's expression was shocked, the origin of the black fire has always been something that everyone is investigating, that accident was too sudden, suddenly so sudden that everyone was caught off guard, no one thought that Xiao Yuanzhu, who seemed to be indisputable in the past, could actually get so many black flames in secret, not only blowing up Yiyuntai, but also almost killing Emperor Yongzhen there.

Many people suspect that someone in the DPRK and China colluded with Xiao Yuanzhu, but for such a long time, people from all sides have come out, but no one can trace back to the source.

Now that he heard that there was news in the palace, Feng Qiao hurriedly asked, "Where did the black fire come from?"

Ji Jiu replied: "Those official ships of grain transportation on the surface of the black fire entered Beijing, and the people who were ordered to investigate the matter went down to investigate, and they found the heads of the Du Transit Division and the second master. After the second master learned about this, he planned to make a play with Hou Ye, but who knew that before they could do it, the people on Emperor Yongzhen's side found out the news on the side. ”

According to the news from Chen An's side, that batch of black flames originally entered Beijing with the brand name of the Ministry of Rites, and had nothing to do with the second master, and the people on Emperor Yongzhen's side found out that the eighth prince had ordered someone to contact Feng Yuansu to frame the second master. ”

"Now Emperor Yongzhen only thinks that Xiao Yuanzhu has a grudge against the second master, plus the second master once investigated and punished the Wen family and ruined the plan of the eighth prince, Emperor Yongzhen thought that the eighth prince deliberately wanted to take revenge on the second master, so he blamed the second master for the source of the black fire, and even the title of the county lord that he asked for at the beginning was also to pull the second master and the young lady to be buried after death. ”

Feng Qiao listened to Ji Jiu's words, and his face was stunned: "That batch of black fire ......"

Ji Jiu said in a low voice: "It's the batch that Miss saw last year, which was originally hidden in the mansion of King Huailu of Honglu Temple, but finally disappeared." ”

"This morning, Emperor Yongzhen has issued an order, saying that the eight princes are deeply guilty, and ordered Fan Yue to go to Jingyue Nunnery to shave and become a monk, and recite the Buddha every day to atone for the sins of the eight princes. ”

After saying this, Ku Jiu was a little embarrassed.

No one expected that after Xiao Yuanzhu made such a decisive thing, he still left a way out for the young lady just in case.

If according to the usual, Xiao Yuanzhu values the young lady so much, after his death, Emperor Yongzhen will definitely sprinkle all his anger on the second master's father and daughter, but after such an experience, Emperor Yongzhen only thought that Xiao Yuanzhu was at odds with the second master, and framed him several times, so he stopped thinking about making things difficult for their father and daughter, but instead followed Wang Huailu's path to investigate all the way, but finally found the head of the Fan family.

Although Fan Zhuo refused to admit it, and Wang Huailu also committed suicide in prison, Emperor Yongzhen had no evidence to prove that this matter was related to the Fan family, but it did not prevent him from transferring his original anger towards Feng Qizhou and Feng Qiao to Fan Zhuo and Fan Yue.

Although Fan Zhuo is still in his position now, he can't be easily moved, but Fan Yue still has a marriage contract with the Eighth Prince.

Emperor Yongzhen only thought that the Eighth Emperor had asked for this marriage contract in order to win over Fan Zhuo, so he directly ordered Fan Yue to be sent to the Imperial Temple Jingyue Nunnery, and ordered him to be ordained and serve in front of the Buddha to atone for the sins of the deceased Eighth Prince.

After Ji Jiu finished talking about the general matter, he said goodbye and left, but Feng Qiao stood under the corridor with such a stunned expression for a long time.

When Feng Qizhou explained the good things to others, he saw Feng Qiao standing under the corridor in a daze.

He hurriedly stepped forward and took off the big on his body and draped it on Feng Qiao, and reached out to probe her somewhat cold face: "What are you doing?"

"Daddy?" Feng Qiao came back to his senses.

Feng Qizhou frowned a little and said: "Why did you come out wearing so little, the weather is getting colder and colder, you finally recovered from a serious illness, how can it be good if you catch a cold again?"

Seeing that Feng Qiao looked a little distracted, Feng Qizhou lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Qiao stretched out his hand and touched the two jade gourds hanging around his neck, and said in a low voice, "Daddy, I want to go out of the house." ”

Feng Qizhou frowned, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he saw what Feng Qiao was holding in his hand, he remembered what had happened in the past few days, and knew that Feng Qiao was afraid that he knew what Xiao Yuanzhu had done for her, and he swallowed back the words that he wanted to refuse.

He has always disliked Xiao Yuanzhu, whether it was his previous calculations or his later overtures, but in the end, that young man did help them, and after he left, he left them a way out, solved all the troubles, and even pulled the Fan family into the water, no one can deny that he is good to Feng Qiao.

After Feng Qiao went to Yiyuntai that day, she came back and fell seriously ill, thinking that the young man was in her heart, I am afraid that he also left traces.

Feng Qizhou touched Feng Qiao's long hair and said in a low voice, "Where do you want to go?"

Feng Qiao said in a low voice, "I want to go to the place he used to go to." ”

Feng Qizhou nodded when he heard the words and said, "Go back first to add some clothes and then go out, so as not to freeze." ”

Feng Qiao replied in a low voice and went back to the room, but after a while, he took Lingyue out of the house together.

The two took a carriage and walked around the capital for a long time, relying on their previous memories to avoid the city, and finally the carriage stopped at the Yehe Lake, in front of the bamboo house where Xiao Yuanzhu had taken her.

The bamboo grove in front of the house is still green, but the pear trees on the edge of the forest have withered, and the pear blossoms are no longer flourishing in spring.

Feng Qiao went up the bamboo building along the stone path, and when he opened the door, he saw that the furnishings inside were the same as when he first saw them, the tables and chairs were clean, the velvet blankets were warm, the curtains made of bamboo strips by the window were rolled up, just enough to see the scenery outside, the chaise longue was placed with half of the books he saw, and the room could vaguely smell a faint aroma of medicinal sandalwood.

Feng Qiao was about to go to the window and sit down, but his expression changed just after taking two steps.

She turned sharply to look at the incense burner placed in the corner, there was faint green smoke coming out of the furnace, and the aroma of medicinal sandalwood filled the entire bamboo house.