Everyone was silent and didn't dare to speak, only a few who were a little bolder raised their eyes slightly, and looked at Feng Huayin's face timidly.

"Everyone, you're here to incense He'er's second sister! Come on, please, there is no woman in this Eight Princes Mansion to deal with things, the Eight Princes are too sad, and I hope you will bear with me. Ning Jiahe gently moved the lotus step out, and there were still a few crystal clear tears in the corners of his eyes.

Everyone thought that it was because Ning Xiyue died and the eldest sister was sad, but they didn't know that it was just Ning Jiahe squeezed out in order to cooperate with the acting.

Although there are Ning Jiahe's words, but Feng Huayin is here, and those officials are still standing at the door, not daring to have any transgressions.

"Lord Wang, do you really want to make the second sister unable to enter the ground? Even if you don't like the second sister, it's He'er's second sister! Ning Jiahe's tears rolled down, crying a pear blossom with rain.

After a while, the handkerchief in her hand that wiped the teardrops was wet.

Several young officials looked at it, and they all felt a little pity, "Eighth Prince, you better let the lower officials wait in!" The lower officials and others just want to put incense on the pillar for the eighth princess, even if the eighth princess once killed her father, but she is also loyal to the court, and we can't bear to see the crown princess so sad. ”

The man said, couldn't bear to glance at Ning Jiahe, and lowered his eyes again.

At this moment, Feng Huayin was furious, eager to kill all the people in front of him, if the clenched fists were not pulled by Zhang Wei and Feng Ming, they would have beaten the faces of those officials.

"Which told you that something happened to my princess? Meng Qiao, or His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Zhang Wei shook the unsheathed sword with his left hand, and the index and middle fingers of his left hand pushed the sword away a little, revealing the sword body glowing with cold light.

"What do you know as a guard? We have our own sources, and now it is rumored everywhere that the eighth prince has abandoned you from the beginning to the end, and you have taken a fancy to your princess's sister. A bold man stepped forward, and with that he quickly retreated into the crowd.

Hearing this, Ning Jiahe's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, his face turned a little pale, he shook his head slightly, and stared at the official incredulously.

Although she would be happy if Feng Huayin really liked her, but in this extraordinary period, such words would only make her chastity unsafe, the key is that she still knows who spread this.

At this moment, she only felt that her heart was in the cold, and the tears in the corners of her eyes slipped even more fiercely, this time it was not pretending, but the tears that felt that she had been wronged.

She really didn't expect that Feng Yici would ruin her reputation in order to move back.

Feng Huayin's face was a little pale at the moment, but his cold eyes remained the same, but he was much calmer than Fang Cai.

The corners of his mouth hooked up slightly, and swept over the officials who whispered and bowed their heads to discuss, "This king never pays attention to things that are nothing, and the rumors stop at the wise, since you listen to the rumors, it means that you are not wise people, the reason why this king did not set up a mourning hall is because the princess of this king has not died, does this king still want to set up a mourning hall to curse it?" ”

He said this on his face, but his heart was already turbulent, and the only trace of reason he had left made him sober to deal with these officials.

"And the crown princess in your mouth, this king never knows any crown princess, let alone know that we have a prince in Fuchen again, Zhang Wei, this king was seriously injured in bed yesterday, why don't you report the news." Feng Huayin looked at Zhang Wei with a slight anger, but there was no blame in those eyes.

Zhang Wei glanced at those people lightly, then at Ning Jiahe, knelt down on one knee and said, "Lord Wang, my subordinates should be damned, I was completely ignorant of the fact that the court once again established the abolished prince as the prince, and my subordinates despised the holy decree and asked the prince to punish him." ”

Those officials looked at Ning Jiahe, their eyes full of embarrassment.

When Feng Huayin said something like that, didn't he mean that these officials actually defied the holy decree and called Feng Yici the crown prince in public, and Ning Jiahe as the crown princess?

They hurriedly knelt on the ground and trembled a few times, "Lord Wang, the lower officials and others know that they are wrong, and ask the prince for forgiveness." ”

"This king does not know what sins you have committed, and how can you forgive them, and come to see them off." Feng Huayin said, and glanced at Ning Jiahe, who was busy wiping his tears, with disdain.

"Xia Guan and the others should not listen to the words of the abolished prince, come to the Eighth Prince's Mansion to curse the Eighth Princess, they should not listen to rumors indiscriminately, the abolished princess has nothing to do with the Eighth Prince."

They said this, and raised their eyes slightly to look at Ning Jiahe, this is no wonder for them, it is a capital crime to despise the holy will, and now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has lost his power again, they can only protect themselves.

Ning Jiahe's already pale face turned a little whiter when he heard this, and his face suddenly turned pale, and his coquettish eyes were a little angry.

She raised her hand angrily, pointed at those officials with her index finger, and gritted her teeth, "You guys, it's really good, Concubine Fang still wants to remind you to wait, but now it seems that there is no need to remind." ”

She flicked her sleeve twice, and no one knew that the hand that was painted with Kodan had already broken her nails, and she only felt that God had done her injustice to her.

She was originally a famous talented woman in Fuchen, although her appearance is not stunning, but she is also a country and a city, just because of her identity as a concubine, she was first suppressed by Ning Xiyue, and now she has lost her position as the crown princess and has become the abolished princess in the mouth of everyone.

She hates it so much, but at this moment, she can't tell others half a point, and even has to endure the pain to save face and face the embarrassment.

Those officials looked at Ning Jiahe apologetically, and their bodies shrank timidly.

They all know that even if Feng Yici is no longer the prince, there is still the Lin family behind him, and the powerful Lin family is absolutely impossible to let it go, once he takes revenge on Feng Yici, it is not something that these small officials can resist.

Feng Huayin hummed lightly, turned around and entered the palace, and said, "Zhang Wei, send off guests, this king doesn't want to see people who don't belong to the Eight Princes' Mansion wandering around here, and he doesn't want to do it in the future." ”

He gritted his teeth and insisted, not letting himself fall, God knows how heartbroken he was when those people came to incense Ning Xiyue one by one, and he couldn't wait to kill all those people and bury them to his Yue'er.

"Subordinates obey, please everyone!" Zhang Wei made a gesture of invitation, and his meticulous eyes were filled with a serious atmosphere, so that those officials could not refuse.

The officials left quickly, only Ning Jiahe had been lingering at the door until the housekeeper came to catch him up.

After Zhang Wei came over to report the departure of those people, Feng Huayin could no longer control and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang, Feng Ming, you go find a doctor quickly, you can't ask for a doctor." Zhang Wei hurriedly shouted outside, and hurriedly helped Feng Huayin to the room.

He carefully placed Feng Huayin on the bed, and brought hot water to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead very worriedly.