Although men and women are equal in Muyue, she is a woman in the house, and she has no merit and fame, and she talks about state affairs in vain, which is unpleasant after all.

Old Madam Xue originally felt that she was a little unreasonable, but after listening to Qin Yunrong's words, she nodded slightly, and came back with confidence, looking at Xue Qingyu's eyes with a little coldness, glared at Xue Mu again, and shook her head slightly.

This daughter-in-law Xue is really not worry-free, the children she teaches are all inside-out, and her family is still good.

Xue Qingyu chuckled disdainfully and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Since grandmother doesn't believe it, that's fine, but don't blame your grandson for not reminding you at that time." ”

With that, he flicked his sleeves and left Xue Mu's courtyard.

Regarding Ning Xiyue's identity, Xue Qingyu is one of the few insiders in Mu Yue, plus he has been talking about business in Fuchen for most of the year, he knows that the eighth prince of Fuchen loves his princess very much, and it is even rumored that he can not even want his life for the sake of the eighth princess.

Therefore, he absolutely believed that the news of Ning Xiyue's punishment in the Xue Mansion reached Feng Huayin's ears, and he would definitely not let go of the Xue Mansion easily, and the first person Feng Huayin wanted to find at that time was his grandmother.

"Mother, my daughter-in-law is also tired, so I won't send my mother back to Wutong Garden, Miss Qin, please take care of the old lady." Mother Xue bit the word "good", glanced at Qin Yunrong angrily, and then turned into the back hall with a tired face.

Mother Xue knew that her son's words were never without basis, and what she said just now must have been that he knew the identity of that Ning girl.

Through the prince's love for her, she can basically guess that Miss Ning may be a woman who Fuchen wants to be with Mu Yue, generally speaking, such a woman is also a county lord at the lowest level in the country, but Fuchen will not fight for a county lord, it is very likely that Miss Ning is a princess with a different surname.

Even if this conjecture is not correct, this Miss Ning must be a member of the royal family of Fuchen, so it is very likely to be the princess of a certain prince of Fuchen, Xue Mu thought secretly in her heart, and the sorrow in her charming eyes deepened.

Inside the Eight Kings of Fuchen.

Feng Huayin stood indifferently by the window, exuding a cold aura around him, so that others could not approach.

Outside the courtyard, Zhang Wei and Feng Ming looked at each other with tired expressions, and they couldn't help laughing.

Because there were too many guests, Zhang Wei didn't have a good rest all day, although he was a martial arts practitioner, but there was rarely such a high-intensity work in the past, and his hands and feet were a little weak at the end of the day.

And Feng Ming went out to check where the mad dragon went, he didn't have a good rest in the past few days, and the previous injuries had not healed, so he was also tired.

"Feng Ming, how are you doing?" Zhang Weiqiang slapped Feng Ming's body.

"I found the dragon in a farm, but the dragon had a hand cut off by the killers, and he said that he saw Jinxiu jumping off a cliff with the princess, but at that time Jinxiu was wearing the princess's clothes." Feng Ming touched his chin with one hand, pretending to be thoughtful.

Zhang Wei looked at Feng Ming in disbelief as if he had discovered something extraordinary, and then a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He strode towards the study, and for a while he only felt refreshed and energetic, ignoring Feng Ming's shouting behind him.

Feng Ming stretched out his hand and wanted to hold it, but Zhang Wei walked too fast, and he was tired from running around for days, so he had to shout, "Zhang Wei, you wait, I still have news to tell you!" ”

"What else can you do, don't forget that I asked you to check this matter, and I will score half of this credit." Zhang Wei beckoned back.

Helpless, Feng Ming had to chase after him.

Feng Huayin frowned slightly when he heard some movement outside, but he still stood there, as if he had become a statue.

"Lord, let me tell you good news, the princess is still alive, the princess is still alive." Zhang Wei shouted loudly before he entered the study.

The guards in the courtyard looked at him puzzled, and muttered in their hearts, didn't this prince say it! The princess is just recuperating from her injuries elsewhere, why did Zhang Huwei say so loudly that the princess is still alive? Could it be that the princess died before?

Those guards looked at each other, raised their eyes and saw that Feng Huayin had already walked to the door of the study, those cold eyes swept them, and they hurriedly lowered their heads and walked away quickly.

Feng Huayin was a little happy, but he still looked at Zhang Wei with a straight face, his sexy thin lips trembled slightly, he wanted to speak, but he didn't have the courage to ask, for fear that he would be disappointed by the news.

Yue'er is still alive? Are you sure? No, he had buried Yue'er with his own hands, but if that person was not Yue'er, if Yue'er was still alive, then where was she? Why don't you go back to him?

"Lord, oh no, His Royal Highness the Prince, Feng Ming found the trace of the wild dragon, that is, the secret guard of the princess, he said that at that time, for some reason, the princess and Jinxiu exchanged clothes, and the female corpse was not the princess's." Zhang Wei hurriedly arched his hand.

Feng Huayin's heart was turbulent at the moment, and Zhang Wei's words were remembered word by word, for fear of hearing a word wrong.

He pressed his excited hands on Zhang Wei's shoulders, looked into his eyes, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "What you said, but is it true?" ”

Zhang Wei was startled, his wide eyes slipped around, he thought about the time for a while, and shrugged his shoulders, "Your Highness, this news was brought back by that kid from Feng Ming, it should be accurate." ”

Feng Ming, that kid shouldn't declare his personal vendetta! God, this news must not be fake, otherwise His Royal Highness will have to eat him alive.

He suddenly remembered that Feng Ming had not finished saying the news, and lowered his eyes a little weakly, for fear that Feng Huayin would blame him.

"Should?" Feng Huayin frowned, and Zhang Weizhi's cold eyes trembled.

"Lord Wang, this thing is true, but the subordinates have not found out about the princess for the time being." Feng Ming hurriedly came over, and when he saw Zhang Wei's hairy appearance, he raised his eyebrows and smiled secretly in his heart.

Knowing that Ning Xiyue was still alive, Feng Huayin quickly pushed Zhang Wei aside, strode outside, and the hands under the big sleeves clenched into fists, quite a bit of a god killing a god and a Buddha killing a Buddha.

He was going to find Yue'er, and Yue'er must be waiting for him at this time.

"Lord, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, you can't go now, the princess was rescued by someone else, but I don't know where it is now?" Feng Ming hurriedly shouted loudly.

Feng Huayin stopped his steps, turned to look at Feng Ming with a frown, "Go on, who will leave Yue'er?" Where is it now? ”

He can't let Yue'er have an accident, otherwise what's the use of getting this throne, his throne can only be shared with Yue'er.

"Your Highness, after the subordinates found that the dragon was still alive, they learned that the corpse was splendid, so the subordinates launched a search under the cliff, and after several days of inquiry, the subordinates finally found a farmhouse, and the farmer said that there was a seriously injured woman who was rescued by a caravan that day."

Feng Ming said, raised his eyes to look at Feng Huayin, and saw him looking at himself patiently and excitedly, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.