Feng Duhan flashed to the side with Tsing Yi, and only then did Du Wei appear and enter the house when she left the courtyard.

Princess Nan didn't expect that the person who came in was him, she was slightly stunned, and said coldly: "There is a way that the phoenix in distress is not as good as a chicken, I don't know what else you can remember here in this concubine." ”

Feng Duhan was expressionless, looked up and glanced at the shelves of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, and then glanced at Tsing Yi.

Tsing Yi understood, stepped forward and took down a wide-bellied and thin-necked antique vase from the top layer of the shelf, and handed it to Feng Duhan.

Twilight didn't reach out to take it, but nodded, and Tsing Yi raised his hand and smashed the vase to the ground.

Suddenly, the vase cracked, the fragments scattered and splashed, and several maids in the room were all frightened and stood in a row against the wall, not daring to move.

Princess Nan's face was even more pale, the things in this room were hers, was he demonstrating to himself?

When she was wondering, she suddenly saw a small wooden box exposed from the crack of the vase, and Tsing Yi leaned over to pick it up and handed it to Feng Duhan.

Feng Duhan took out a key from his sleeve and slowly opened the small wooden box in front of Princess Nan.

The moment she saw the contents of the box, Princess Nan only felt a sharp pain in her chest, and her throat was sweet, as if she wanted to rush out of her mouth, but she desperately closed her mouth and swallowed it back.

Feng Duhan took out the seal letter of Nan Wang Ye from the wooden box, since the prince was controlled by her, she searched for this seal letter everywhere, but unfortunately, she looked for more than ten years but did not expect this thing to be hidden in her house.

And the key to open the wooden box was hidden in the scroll on the wall of the south courtyard.

"It turned out to be a dark ...... under the lamp," Princess Nan paused word by word, gritting her teeth.

Feng Duhan's eyes were full of frost, and he put away the letter, flicked his sleeves and left the house.

Looking at the antique fragments all over the ground, Princess Nan couldn't bear it anymore, and fell down with a bang, fainting.

The following days seemed to be much quieter, and Mrs. Shen personally came to the door to ask to see her once, saying that Shen Huiwen was seriously ill and had been sent to the temple to pray for blessings, which meant that Shen Huiwen would rather stay in the temple for the rest of her life than enter the Nanwang Mansion as a concubine.

Du Wei didn't chase after Mrs. Shen anymore, and the matter was revealed.

On the other side of the Qi Mansion, it was closed all day, and there were no guests.

Princess Nan is now under house arrest, and has lost her former prestige, and those who used to come to the door often heard the rumors and were all waiting to see what happened.

The arrival in front of the Nanwang Mansion looked a little cold.

The weather is gradually entering autumn, and although the days are still hot, the nights are already cool.

Just when Du Wei thought that Feng Luoli's matter was going to come to an end, she didn't want it to be the Zhenguo Mansion that had an accident first.

"Lord Zhenguo has fallen." When Feng Duhan said this, Du Wei had just come out of the shower, wiping her long wet hair, and when she heard this, the movements of her hands couldn't help but stagnate.

In fact, she didn't have much affection for Zhenguo Gong's grandfather, in comparison, it was Du Mansion that could bring her more of a sense of home, so when she finally reacted, it was not sad, but accidental.

"I'll take you back tomorrow." Feng Duhan stepped forward to wipe her wet hair, moving gently, as if she was afraid of hurting her.

"Where is the prince's mansion...... Did you tell Ye Baishuang? "Now, there are no men in the Zhenguo Mansion except for the two of them, but I am afraid that this is going to cut off the incense, and it is really a bit desolate to talk about it.

"I've asked someone to send the letter, but the prince is not in the mansion these days, I'm afraid she won't be able to show up for a while." Twilight said in a quiet tone, wrapping around her from behind.

When Du Wei came back to his senses, the candle on the table had been blown out by him.

"Don't be afraid, everything is a husband, you don't have to bother." In the darkness, his hand ran over her waist and gently pulled her down on the bed.

Du Wei was actually a little worried just now, the complicated rules and processes of ancient white things, as long as she thought about it, she felt that her head was big, not to mention her current physical condition...... If she can't do it, when the white thing is done, she will hang up first.

Her hand couldn't help but subconsciously touch her chest.

As if she had expected her to do this, Twilight waited there with her big hands, and when they touched her, they held them firmly, and the small kiss landed on her sideburns.

Du Wei closed her eyes, and there was a faint aroma of herbs floating in the tent, which emanated from her, which used to be his exclusive scent, but now it was replaced by her......

In a daze, she felt the belt of her clothes be picked open by him, and his warm hand slipped into the slit, rubbing back and forth on her waist, and her body gradually became warm.

She gradually relaxed in his arms, and without defense, suspicion, or temptation, she only gave herself to him.

This night, he was extremely patient, like a bee attached to the flowers, reaching into the stamens again and again, looking for the sweetest honey.

The flower hung its head in shame, and the creamy petals closed tightly, but it still could not stop his painstaking picking, patiently and affectionately, until he reached the deepest part of the stamen......

"Wei'er ......" The voice of the wind and twilight is faint, different from the usual cold, as if with a faint smile, slightly hoarse, like the night breeze blowing through the bamboo forest, slowly ringing in her ears.

"You have to be good...... And then we ...... together"

Du Wei was dazed, covered in fine sweat, she couldn't hear what he was saying behind her, and she didn't even know when she fell asleep.

In her last consciousness, all she could remember was that the embroidered tent above her head slowly fluttered, and the big red tassel on the tent was like the bright red on their wedding day.

When the white matter of the Zhenguo Mansion is settled, the case of Feng Luoli, the second young master of the Nanwang Mansion, also has the final news.

Although Princess Nan was under house arrest in the courtyard, the news from the outside still reached her, and the celadon tea cup fell to the ground and shattered into eight petals.

"How?" She urgently asked the housekeeper's mother who went out to inquire about the news.

The housekeeper's mother said: "I heard that he was sentenced to exile to the north, and Ming'er will leave Beijing." ”

Princess Nan only felt that her breath was stagnant, in fact, if it wasn't for Feng Luoli who killed the third prince of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, it was very likely that she would have paid some silver for this matter.

Prime Minister Zuo is also very prestigious in the court, and he does not rely on any prince behind him, and a bowl of water is flat, so that several princes dare not underestimate it.

"I'm going to see the prince!" Princess Nan panicked, "It's so cold in the north, how can Luo Li stand it...... I don't know if I'll be able to come back alive in my lifetime......"

The housekeeper's mother looked at the princess sadly, so she persuaded: "I heard that it is still for the sake of the prince's face, and the emperor made a speech and gave a light sentence." ”

Princess Nan gritted her teeth and said: "That's his son, if he takes the initiative to ask the emperor, how can he be exiled so far." ”

The housekeeper's mother lowered her head, in fact, if the king of Nan is ruthless, how can Princess Nan not be just as vicious, poisoning the prince every day and making the prince lie half-dead for more than ten years...... But she could only think about it in her heart, and she didn't dare to say it.

Princess Nan tidied up her clothes and went out of the house with her housekeeper's mother.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he saw Nan Wangye standing at the gate of the courtyard with his hands in his hands, followed by the chief steward of the palace and several guards.

Princess Nan was shocked, but her face showed some grievances, and she leaned over to salute: "I've seen the prince." ”

"You want to see the king?" King Nan looked down at the woman in front of him, who he had loved in every way, and watched her step by step from a concubine to the position of today's princess.

Every step she took was soaked in the blood of others, but he couldn't see it.

At that time, he only had her smile in his eyes, and she was good to herself, but she took her admonition as jealousy.

Spoiling concubines and destroying wives, the sins they have done, the bitter fruits will eventually be tasted by themselves!

"Ask the prince to be gracious...... Tomorrow, let me send Luo out of Beijing. Princess Nan hung her head in a low voice, her body trembling slightly.

The muscles at the corners of Nan Wangye's mouth trembled, revealing a hint of sarcasm and determination, "Are you begging this king?" ”

"The concubine begged the prince for mercy." Princess Nan's voice was filled with a thick cry.

King Nan suddenly laughed coldly: "Since the princess begged for each other, how could this king save your face, it will be too late to rest early tomorrow morning." After speaking, he turned around, leaving Princess Nan to kneel on the ground alone, and she didn't get up for a long time.