He walked to the window with a gloomy face, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand tapped on the window, and a pair of sharp eyes stared in the direction of the Eight Princes' Mansion, as if he was staring at the prey, and then turned around quickly, ignoring the stunned guards outside the palace.

At the door of the palace, Ning Jiahe was calm, still gentle and graceful to get off the carriage, seeing Feng Yici hurriedly come out, his figure was stunned, and he hurriedly bowed down.

Feng Yici frowned slightly, stayed on Ning Jiahe for a while, quickly turned over the horse that had already been prepared, and walked away.

Ning Jiahe's beautiful face froze there, and she was already angry because of Ning Xiyue's matter, and she glared coldly at the palace people around her.

She didn't want to keep her original gentle appearance anymore at this moment, and the bright red Kodan was inserted straight into the flesh, just to force herself to maintain a trace of clarity.

She gritted her teeth angrily, biting her lips with her teeth, and she didn't know that there was a trace of blood, and then she quickly ran back to the courtyard, not wanting those palace people to see her laugh.

Finally made it to her yard, the anger could no longer be hidden, she twisted off the branches of the bright flowers in the yard like crazy, and angrily tore the branches into several pieces, even if the flower thorns pierced the palms of her hands, she did not feel the slightest.

After a while, the yard was full of broken flowers and branches, and she was still angry and stepped on the ground a few times, as if the branches on the ground were Ning Xiyue.

It wasn't until he was tired that Ning Jiahe sat on the stone bench to rest, and the slaves and maids around him looked at him inexplicably, and didn't dare to step forward to stop him.

The other side.

Feng Yi resigned from the palace and rushed directly to the direction of the prison, and when he arrived at his destination, he asked the jailer to lead him to see Feng Huayin without saying a word.

The anger surrounding him made it impossible for the jailer to resist, so he timidly took the key and went to the depths of the prison.

At this moment, Feng Huayin, who was in the depths of the prison, was sitting by the wall and closed his eyes to recuperate, and vaguely heard the sound of chains crackling and moving, and opened his deep eyes.

"The Eighth Emperor Brother is leisurely, it seems that His Royal Highness has been too busy in the past two days, and this group of people has not served the Eighth Emperor Brother well." Feng Yici saw that Feng Huayin was still so leisurely in the prison, and the anger that had calmed down a lot had become a prairie fire again.

Feng Huayin raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Feng Yici lightly, and remained silent.

Seeing Feng Huayin like this, Feng Yici's already deep eyes tightened, and his teeth grinded angrily a few times.

"It seems that the Eighth Emperor Brother likes this prison very much, and His Royal Highness also wants the Eighth Emperor Brother to stay here, but I'm afraid that I will disappoint you, come here, bring the Eighth Emperor out, and His Royal Highness will ask questions." He waved his sleeve and motioned for the jailers to come over.

The two jailers had no choice but to cowardly go over and take Feng Huayin out of the cell.

"Don't touch my lord, my lord is wronged." Zhang Wei stood up angrily and slapped the pillar surrounding the cell with his right hand.

He knew that Feng Yici would not let them have a good time in the prison, and if he didn't do it two days ago, it didn't mean that he would let his master recuperate in prison.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the emperor has not yet made up his mind about the matter of my family's prince, and His Royal Highness should not use lynching." Feng Ming's eyes stared at Feng Yici deeply, eager to stare at two holes in him.

Feng Yici hooked a trace of the corners of his lips disdainfully, now Feng Huayin is already a prisoner under the ranks, even if he uses lynching.

He ignored Zhang Wei and Feng Ming, and when he left Feng Huayin's cell, he slowly waved his sleeves and swept his clothes, as if he was removing something unclean.

He glanced at Zhang Wei and the others, and walked away without paying much attention.

"Lord Wang." Zhang Wei slapped the pillar angrily, but he still couldn't stop Feng Yici and took Feng Huayin away.

Feng Ming frowned, his face full of worry, "Zhang Wei, you sit down first, it is impossible for the prince to let our prince go." ”

"What can I do? Can we just sit back and wait? ”

"Don't worry, the prince didn't say anything, the prince shouldn't do anything to the prince."

Zhang Wei didn't say anything anymore, and sat on the straw on the ground.

And Feng Huayin, who was taken out by the jailers, was tied to a cross, and his originally calm eyes became extremely cold, and the cold jailers did not dare to get close.

"Eighth Emperor Brother, they are just jailers, don't embarrass them." Feng Yici sat on the Taishi chair prepared for him, the elbow of his right hand rested on the arm of the chair, his slightly calloused fingers swept across his chin, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a contemptuous smile.

"Hearing the prince say this, this king should be punished obediently? This sentence, the king of Japan will definitely return it to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince intact. Feng Huayin glared at Feng Yici, and the murderous aura around him became a little stronger, looking like a bound Hell Yama.

Tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and when he got out of this prison, today's shame must be returned.

Feng Yici tapped his right hand, glanced at the long knife glowing with cold light on the wall, and smiled disdainfully, "Feng Huayin, you still have to think about how to escape today's level!" Also, if you go out from here, it will definitely be your death period, fornicating with the enemy, intending to rebel, you are a smart person, you should know that your father will not let you go, you just wait for death! ”

He pointed to the long knife again, and motioned to the guard beside him to take it down, "Eighth Emperor Brother, yesterday, His Royal Highness asked a little slave who came to visit the prison to try a few torture tools, but the slave died before he could finish trying, and today let the Eighth Emperor Brother try it again." ”

Feng Huayin was slightly stunned, his thoughts turned a thousand times, how could Feng Yici's temperament be so heavy on the little slave who visited the prison, the only explanation was that the owner of the little slave or the person who visited the prison had an enmity with him.

He raised his eyes in disbelief and looked at Feng Yici, "You killed Xiaoyan?" She's just a slave, how can you bear to be so heavy on a slave. ”

"Slave? Hahaha, the matter between Feng Jun and that slave and maid is now known to the government and the opposition, and besides, the little slave and maid privately visited the person who colluded with the rebels, His Royal Highness suspects that she is a spy sent by the enemy to spy on the military situation of our DPRK, what is wrong with her extorting a confession by torture? Feng Yici said with an arrogant smile.

Feng Huayin angrily struggled to beat Feng Yici, but her hands were tied with ropes, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free, "You are framed, despicable and shameless." ”

He is good friends with Feng County, and he knows his temperament best, Feng County's love for Xiaoyan is no worse than his love for Ning Xiyue, this time Feng Yici killed his beloved, Feng County will be heartbroken to collapse, Feng Yici is cutting off his back road.

At this moment, Feng Huayin's eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't wait to slash Feng Yici in front of him to death.

"It's all over the scolding! After scolding, it's time for His Highness to do it. Feng Yici came over with a long knife.

The long knife was so sharp in the light from the window that even the jailers watching from the side couldn't bear to look at it.

"Feng Yici, do you think this king will be afraid? This king has fought on the battlefield, and has received more knives than you have ever taken. Feng Huayin was angry, glared at Feng Yici viciously, and the hands that were being helped clenched the green tendons.