An hour later, Feng Mian and the others arrived at General Mu's mansion.

Ji Wuchen hugged Xiao Yanbao and sat in the carriage entering the palace.

Feng Xiaowu quickly poked his head out to look.

Then I was disappointed to find that Xiao Yanbao and Uncle Ji had changed carriages, and the previous soft sedan car didn't know where to go.

He was curious.

More curious than my father's head is green.

"Yanbao, where is the soft sedan you are sitting on?"

Xiao Yanbao was worried about going around, so Xiao Niyin was more anxious.

"Daddy let them play on their own."

Feng Xiaowu is about to crack.

Feng Sanlie slapped him on the side.

"Let you ask!"

If you don't ask, you can think of not knowing anything, and this is asked...... It's hard to think that you don't know anything.

Those four things......

It's really not human!

Feng Sanlie suddenly spoke.

"Yanbao, it's daylight, and they're coming out...... Is it okay? ”

Didn't you say that ghosts are afraid of the sun?

If the ghost is not afraid of the sun, is it ...... Is it possible to encounter ghosts in broad daylight?

Feng Sanlie's back was numb when he thought about it.

Xiao Yanbao blinked, and the milk laughed.

"Three-pot pot, that's not a ghost, that's a little paper man."

Feng Sanlie was dumbfounded.

"Little paper man?"

Xiao Yanbao nodded, and took out several small paper figures from the carriage to show the five brothers.

"Three-pot pot, you see, Daddy has a lot of such puppet villains."

Wind Sanlie: "......"

Feng Xiaowu was even more confused.

"They're little paper figures, they're all dead, how can they still ...... Sedan chair? ”

Xiao Yanbao's smile was even softer.

"Because Daddy is powerful, the spells drawn by Daddy are even more powerful, and when the charms are pasted, the little paper man can run, jump and play everywhere."

Feng Xiaowu: "......"

Feng Xiaowu wanted to ask something, but Feng Mian lowered his voice to remind him.

"Little Wu, we're going back to the palace soon."

Feng Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, then immediately relieved himself, and then sat down honestly.

The five-person carriage of the Fengmian brothers was in front, Ji Wuchen was holding Xiaoyan in the back, and the two carriages set off from the front of General Mu's mansion and headed for the palace.

In the palace, on the westernmost drum tower of the west city wall.

Feng Qingli stood in the cold wind, with Xu Li, the leader of the Imperial Forest Army, on one side, and Mu Ling, the hussar general, on the other.

On the ground lay an Amme man dressed richly dressed but with a mouth full of blood.

Feng Qingli stared at the An Meiren on the ground with a gloomy face.

"Anmei, what do you mean...... Is it General Mu who threatens you? ”

Anmei people are dying.

His gaze swept over Mu Ling, who looked indifferent next to him, and nodded heavily.

"Yes!"

The wind is clear and cold, squinting.

"An Yueru, if you tell the truth, I will spare you from dying!"

An Yueru laughed.

She opened her mouth, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"And then? Stay in the small courtyard on the side of the concubine, waiting for His Majesty to think of the concubine, tease it like a cat or a puppy, turn your head and throw it away like garbage? ”

When An Yueru said this, she suddenly looked at Mu Ling deeply.

His eyes were full of astonishment.

"Mu Lang, the concubine has taken arsenic poison, you ...... Why...... Still haven't had any reactions? ”

Feng Qingli didn't speak, and Mu Ling didn't speak at all.

An Yueru is like singing a one-man show.

But she sang very intoxicatingly.

"Mu Lang, you said that once we are discovered by His Majesty, we will ...... Let's go to Huangquan together, now the concubine is like this, you ...... Do you want to leave your concubine and live alone? ”

Mu Ling was still expressionless.

Feng Qingli looked at Xu Li on the side.

Xu Li lowered his voice and reported to the wind.

"Your Majesty, when Weichen came, there were indeed only Anmei and General Mu here."

Feng Qingli's eyes were extremely cold.

"Seal the drum tower and the entire west city gate and strictly investigate."

Xu Li nodded and took the order to leave.

An Yueru spit out a mouthful of blood, staining her luxurious palace clothes red.

She stretched out her hand to Mu Ling, her eyes full of sorrow.

Mu Ling...... Why do you ...... So ruthless? ”

Mu Ling is like a stone carving, without the slightest emotion.

When the Imperial Physician arrived, Feng Qingli asked the Imperial Physician to step forward, he glanced at Mu Ling, and Mu Ling walked a few steps back with him.

Feng Qingli's voice was very low.

"What's going on?"

There was no emotion on Mu Ling's stiff face.

"Your Majesty, they should be coming for Weichen."

The wind clears his eyes and squints.

"Them?"

Mu Ling nodded.

When Weichen was about to leave the palace, suddenly a little palace maid came over and told Weichen that Yanbao had somehow separated from several highnesses, and he was on the side of the West City Gate Drum Tower at this time.

Before Weichen could leave the palace maid behind, the palace maid fell into the moat because she was too nervous.

The forehead hit the cornerstone in the moat, and the palace maid disappeared on the spot. ”

The wind clears his eyes and squints.

"Yan Bao has been with Fengmian and them, and he should still be in Xiangguo Temple at this time."

Mu Ling hummed.

"Wechen...... I wanted to find out what was going on, so I came to the Drum Tower to check it out. When Weichen arrived, Anmei was already vomiting blood, grabbing Weichen's sleeve and calling Weichen Mulang. ”

"After that, your majesty, you are all clear."

Feng Qingli: "......"

Words are their weakness.

Even if Mu Ling knew that Yan Bao had gone to Xiangguo Temple, because Yan Bao was in a strange body, it was understandable for Mu Ling to believe the words of the palace maid.

The wind cleared out of the eyes, and the cold was bone-chilling.

"So there is indeed a real Mu Lang!"

Mu Ling pursed his lips.

"Or, Anmei people deliberately said this in order to target Weichen."

Without waiting for Feng Qingli to speak, Mu Ling quickly added.

"After all, Anmei people used to have close contacts with Yongle Bo Mansion and Gu Xiangfu, and now that Yongle Bo Mansion has been executed, Gu Xiang himself is difficult to protect, and the Gu family is not allowed to enter or leave."

The concubine had an affair with the guards, and this was spread...... What is the face of Your Majesty?

Feng Qingli didn't know what Mu Ling wanted to hide, so he sneered.

"It's her An Yueru who does the dirty thing, why should I care what others think?"

Mu Ling: "......"

Mu Ling was eager to ask again.

"Your Majesty, are you serious?"

If you really don't care, it's been half an hour before the imperial doctor came over, and you didn't choose a palace that could shelter the wind for interrogation, but continued to stay here in the drum tower for direct interrogation.

Even if the Anmei people did not take the arsenic poison, it is estimated that they will freeze to death.

Although Mu Ling didn't say anything, the emotions in his eyes were still a little leaky.

Feng Qingli happened to see it.

Feng Qingli: "......"

Mu Ling: "......"

When Mu Ling was about to kneel, Feng Qingli suddenly spoke.

"An Yueru will definitely die, and she will bite you to death."

As soon as Feng Qingli finished speaking, Mu Ling's figure rushed to the side like lightning.

An Yueru, who vomited blood, didn't know where she got the strength, and actually climbed the city wall and was about to jump down.

Mu Ling was about to grab An Yueru at the moment, and Xiao Yanbao under the West City Gate was waiting for the guards guarding the city to check the token handed over by Brother Fengmian.

She seemed to feel something, and suddenly lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked up.

Mu Ling also saw Xiao Yanbao at that moment.

At that moment, most of An Yueru's body had already pounced.

Mu Ling's heart was beating like a drum, and he jumped out desperately, just wanting to pull An Yueru up.

Otherwise, Xiao Yanbao will have a nightmare for the rest of his life.

Feng Qingli quickly pounced, wanting to pull Mu Ling's sleeve, but he was a step too slow.

"Mu Ling!"