General Yunda, who heard the news, took Lin Shuyue away. Wei Qifan, who came with her, saw Lin Shuyue's appearance, and indifference and disdain appeared on her face.

Suddenly, she vaguely saw a person in the carriage not far away, but the man quickly lowered the curtain, and she could not be sure who it was.

"Let's go."

An indifferent voice came from the carriage.

The Dark Guard dressed as a normal person. Nineteen sat in the driver's seat and drove slowly forward, while the other guards followed the carriage.

Soon after, when I turned to a street—

"Nineteen, stop."

Feng Qingyan's voice came out again.

So, Nineteen stopped the car, turned back to her and asked her in a low voice, "Madam, what is the matter?" ”

"Wait for someone."

Two words, low and calm.

None of the guards understood who she was waiting for, but they didn't ask too much.

There is a river next to the street, and few people have walked nearby. For fear of causing unnecessary trouble, they generally avoid crowded cities, so they choose to take some remote and less crowded roads, such as at this moment.

didn't wait for a while, a person really appeared nearby, and that person was Wei Qifan, who caught up.

She vaguely felt that the person in the carriage was very similar to Feng Qingyan, so she would follow, and at this moment, when she saw the carriage stopped here, she was also stunned.

In the carriage, Feng Qingyan deliberately put a veil on his face, then stretched out his white slender hand to pick up the curtain, and then walked down slowly.

With her feet on the ground, she turned her head to look at Wei Qifan not far away, with a cold and arrogant attitude.

"Wei Qifan, do you still know me?"

After asking this, she thought that she should know each other.

Wei Qifan stared at her, her face used to flash with jealousy and anger when she saw Feng Qingyan, but now there was only a touch of complexity left, and there was still some calm.

"Of course I do." She replied.

"And what are you doing with me?" Feng Qingyan is always calm and calm, giving people a sense of mystery and unpredictability.

"I want to see what kind of cold-blooded woman the idle king once loved on the tip of his heart."

She said this sarcastically, she may still not be able to let go of the hatred that Feng Qingyan once brought her.

Feng Qingyan was silent for a while, then slowly walked towards her, unconvinced and provocatively returned.

"Yes, I am very cold-blooded, not only killing my lover, but also wanting to kill more people at the moment. Those who calculated him in life, I want to watch them die one by one, do you think that feeling is good? ”

With a confused nasal sound of "um", Feng Qingyan tilted his head slightly, with a smile in his eyes, a shallow smile under the veil, and looked at Wei Qifan at the same time.

Even with a veil, she is still beautiful when she laughs, but this beauty is very distant, high up, unreachable, but it exudes a sense of weirdness.

And this weirdness made Wei Qifan a little uneasy.

"More than 100 people died in the Prime Minister's Mansion last night, did you kill them?" She tried to question her, although she knew that she should not get any results, but she still couldn't help but question, as if this had grabbed Feng Qingyan's handle, so that she could quickly stabilize herself.

"You guys, you really like to put everything on the head of the lord of this city. But if you like it, feel free to say it, and you'll be the next to die anyway. ”

A gentle smile is like a short-lived firework, which is stunning and moving when it blooms, but after it disappears, only the eyes are full of sadness, reflecting people's hearts.

Wei Qifan seemed to see herself in the dark eyes of the breezy face, but she never seemed to have penetrated into her eyes. She understands that it is indifference that does not put anyone in her eyes, and she has long lost her humanity numbly.

This kind of look is the most terrifying.

In the eyes of the unfathomable Feng Qingyan, she Wei Qifan is already a dying person, so she can control her life and death, but she has never been able to enter her eyes.

"I admit it, I calculated you and your second brother at the beginning, and the destruction of your cottage has something to do with me, so now, I compensate you for the last time, and you can do what you want to do in the end."

Hearing this, Wei Qifan suddenly smiled sarcastically.

"But—" As soon as the conversation changed, she said with some compulsion, "Don't even think about running away, you've had no way to escape since you were targeted by me." ”

This may be Feng Qingyan's last kindness to her.

Sitting back in the carriage, Feng Qingyan quickly left.

Looking at the carriage slowly moving away, Wei Qifan stood silently in place, and couldn't help but think about what Feng Qingyan just said, is it really her who died next?

If so, what will she do next?

She remembered a man who was very gentle, always bringing her a cup of tea when she needed it, smiling at it, and stroking the piano for her in his spare time.

Before she died, she thought, she should go and say goodbye to the gentle man and thank him again.

……

"Turn around, let's go to the palace......"

The carriage walked on the noisy streets, and the voice coming from Feng Qingyan was a little less sharp and indifferent when facing Wei Qifan, and it even sounded a little weak.

Since the accident in the middle of the night, Feng Qingyan has not been to the Xianwang Mansion a few times, firstly, to avoid unnecessary trouble, and secondly, because he does not want to touch the scene.

silently calculated in her heart, the time she spent in Xianwang's Mansion was actually not long, because of time problems, Ye Yunshen hadn't taken her to go shopping, she only stayed in his bedroom most of the time, and then slept until dawn.

The Xian Wangfu was empty, and since the news of Ye Yunshen's death came out, the entire palace had changed.

Qin Bo evacuated his subordinates in the front yard, and he doubled the wages that should be given to his subordinates, so that they could leave alive, which Ye Yunshen had instructed before he disappeared.

Feng Qingyan saw this scene when she entered the door, and after everyone left, she walked in front of Uncle Qin.

"Uncle Qin." She whispered.

Since Ye Yunshen left, Qin Bo seemed to be getting older in the past ten days, and many wrinkles had appeared on his face.

"Ma'am." In the face of Feng Qingyan, he still respectfully saluted her, as usual.

The truth of the matter has been told to him, at the beginning, he couldn't accept seeing Ye Yunshen die under the sword of Feng Qingyan, but fortunately, there was still hope in the end.

"How many people are left in the palace?" She asked.

"Mrs. Hui, the subordinates are all dispersed, and the rest is the old slave and some secret guards. The old slave knew that the prince was gone, and even if he finally found it, he would not live in the palace here anymore. The old slave will take care of the rest for him now, and when he comes back one day, the old slave will leave with him. The old slave will always follow the king. ”

After saying this, Qin Bo almost burst into tears.

"The subordinates will always follow the prince."

The secret guards standing on the side all knelt down towards Feng Qingyan, their movements were uniform, and their tones were firm!