Similarly, the fact that Qin Song, the son of the Qin Mansion, was also beaten to death by the Ning Mansion on the day of his return to the door was also rumored.

All kinds of sayings were compiled into scripts and storytelling, and children wrote and sang limericks about Ning Shandie's arrogance and disrespect for elders.

"Father, no matter how arrogant Ning Shandie is, it is also a marriage given by you, Qin Shangshu's son actually beat him to death, it is too lawless, this is not in the eyes of the father and the emperor at all." Feng Yici frowned deeply and arched his hand.

Feng Yici had no intention of participating in this matter, Ning Shandie's death was one less trouble for him, but after all, Ning Shandie was also his sister-in-law, and he was beaten to death like this, if he ignored it, wouldn't it make people say that he was the prince's nest, and he couldn't even get justice when his sister-in-law died.

"Also, Ning Shandie is the daughter of General Ning, and after being loyal and good, she is a relative of the emperor, so Qin Song clearly wants to offend the royal majesty......"

"Okay, Qin Shangshu has already written the original end of the matter into a chapter early this morning, you can see for yourself!" Feng Cheng didn't wait for Feng Yici to finish speaking, then he reached out and picked up a book of music from the imperial case and threw it down.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes were slightly deep, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand kept tapping on the imperial case, looking at Feng Yici with a little anger.

Feng Yici slowly picked up the piece on the ground, opened it and glanced at it, suddenly raised his head and glanced at Feng Cheng on the dragon chair in disbelief, his eyes drooped slightly, "Father, the son does not want to protect Ning Shandie, let alone Mrs. Ning, please ask my father to be clear." ”

Knowing this, he didn't come to speak for Ning Shandie.

That piece of music is full of Ning Shandie's crimes in the Qin Mansion, no matter whether those things are groundless or not, just by Ning Shandie's actions to her husband, you can see that Miss Ning San is not a peaceful person, those who have no elders and the like are true, Feng Cheng pondered for a while.

He waved his hand at Feng Yici, motioned for Feng Yici to give him the chapter, and sighed heavily, "General Ning Fu is the minister of Fuchen's humerus, and after Ning Shandie is a loyal and good man, I should have asked Qin Shangshu to give an explanation, but now that Qin Song has been killed by Ning Fu, both parties have paid the price, and I don't want to punish either side again." ”

Feng Yici grimaced, handed the chapter to Feng Cheng respectfully, and frowned, "Father, I'm afraid that the two families will not be happy." ”

He had already gone to Ningfu last night, and he was afraid that he would not give up after seeing the appearance of Lu Wen's mother and daughter.

Feng Cheng's well-defined hand tapped twice on the imperial case, and looked at Feng Yici with enlarged eyes, "So what?" Ning Shandie is dead, Qin Song is also dead, this matter is over, and no one is allowed to mention it again. ”

Feng Yiqi paused, and respectfully bowed his hand, "Erchen knows, if there is nothing to do, Erchen will retire." ”

He turned around and left the imperial study, but his face was extremely ugly, he was the crown prince of the dynasty, the future emperor of Fuchen, and now the weight of speaking in front of his father was getting lighter and lighter.

Inside the Eight Kings' Mansion.

Ning Xiyue took the scissors and carefully pruned the flowers and plants in the yard at will.

Jinxiu hurriedly ran in, panting, but her face was indeed full of smiles, "Miss, Miss, something is wrong." ”

"What's the hurry, drink a cup of tea slowly." Rong Xia hurriedly poured her a cup of tea and patted her on the back with her hand.

Ning Xiyue put down the scissors in her hand, sat aside, raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Jinxiu, and said lightly, "Isn't it Ning Shandie's business!" Nothing to fuss about. ”

Rong Xia poured a cup of tea for Ning Xiyue and handed it to her.

"Let's go to Ningfu later, how to say it's also a sacrifice for the third sister, if the eldest sister arrives, it won't be fun to be without me, the second sister." Ning Xiyue smiled.

Jinxiu lowered her head and pouted slightly, it turned out that the young lady knew everything, so what was she happy about.

Ning Xiyue instructed Cuiliu to look at the courtyard, went back to the house, changed her clothes, and took the two maids to Ningfu.

At this time, white silk was hung high at the entrance of Ningfu, and the little maids who came and went to entertain visitors were tied with white silk ribbons around their waists, and the maids also put white flowers on their buns.

Feng Yici chatted in the living room with those who came to worship Ning Shandie, but there was not the slightest sadness on his face to worship Ning Shandie, but there was a little more flattering smile.

Feng Yici knew that these people didn't have the intention to worship, they were just giving him face as a prince, and some of them were taking this opportunity to flatter him.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, you must be the master of Die'er!" Lu Wen ignored the obstruction of others, rushed to Feng Yici and knelt down, his already red and swollen eyes could no longer shed tears, but they were still constantly wiped by the silk handkerchief, and his face without powder had many wrinkles than usual.

The officials in the living room looked at each other, Feng Yici, who was sitting on the main seat, had a face like ink, frowned, and held the teacup in his right hand tightly, and his cold eyes told others that he was very angry.

Ning Jiahe came in from outside with a frown, pretended to help Lu Wen up calmly, looked up and saw Feng Yici's angry eyes, and hurriedly leaned over and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, the concubine's mother was only stimulated by the death of the third sister, and she didn't intend to rush against His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

She looked down slightly at Lu Wen, who was full of vicissitudes, and couldn't help but pull Lu Wen's hand a little tighter.

Earlier, her mother went to her courtyard to find her, crying and shouting for her to beg the prince to avenge the third sister, but she knew that there was no result in this matter, so she did not agree, but she didn't expect her mother to run to the prince's palace by herself, what should I do now, Ning Jiahe couldn't stop beating the drum in his heart.

The officials who were watching from the side were about to get angry when they saw Feng, and one by one they stepped forward to excuse their resignation.

After all those people left, Feng Yici raised his eyebrows angrily, and put the teacup on the table with the hand holding the teacup, shaking the tea.

Ning Jiahe was taken aback, and hurriedly pulled Lu Wen for fear that he would do something to make Feng Yici angry.

Lu Wen was stunned, glanced at Ning Jiahe beside him, it was impossible for the Qin Mansion to be responsible for the death of her family Die'er, but this incident made her give up and she was unwilling, and suddenly remembered that the cause of this incident was Ning Xiyue.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, I don't want to seek revenge on the Qin Mansion, it was Ning Xiyue who did it, this is all Ning Xiyue's ghost, she designed it to make Qin Song angry, please be sure to be the master of Die'er, the concubine is here to kowtow to you." After Lu Wen said that, he angrily pushed Ning Jiahe away, knelt on the ground and began to kowtow.

Feng Yici frowned, it was Ning Xiyue again, how capable this woman was, Qin Song's mania had never even been heard of by him, she could make Qin Song out of control.

Ning Jiahe frowned and wanted to pull Lu Wen up, but Lu Wen refused.

"What is Aunt Lu doing? The emperor has already said that the matter of the third sister has ended here, if Aunt Lu is not satisfied with the decision of the saint, the princess will enter the palace to talk to the emperor, and it will save His Royal Highness the prince from worrying about the matter of the third sister. Ning Xiyue vaguely heard talking about her at the door of the living room, and strode in with deep eyes.