In the Yan Dynasty, the fifteenth year of Nanqing, September 9th.

Autumn is crisp and clear, with no clouds in the sky.

The Fourth Prince's Mansion was very lively because the Queen Mother came in person to visit the Fourth Prince Bu Fengli who had just returned from the battlefield victoriously.

In the yard, Xiang Qingning grabbed a young woman dressed as a servant who was passing by and asked, "Excuse me, who is the fourth prince's wet nurse?"

As soon as the words fell, the other party opened his mouth, but before the words came out, there was a sudden "pop" sound. Xiang Qingning found that the other party's vest was suddenly on fire, and it burned all over his body instantly.

Xiang Qingning was horrified, but before he could even react, the other party had already turned into a man on fire.

"Ah! It's on fire, it's on fire!"

"Quickly, hurry up and save people, hurry up and get water to save people!"

Several people in the courtyard were frightened by this sudden scene, and one by one they panicked and screamed.

Seeing a man holding a basin of water in his hand, he stepped forward to grab it from Qing Ning, and poured it on Huo Ren, who was jumping and sobbing and wailing.

But it has no effect.

The fire was fierce.

"Get down and roll, get down and roll!" Xiang Qingning shouted to the fire man. Finally, he hurriedly ordered the servant who went to get water: "Bring the sheets!"

However, it was simply too late.

The fire is too big!

The burning man fell to the ground and rolled a few times. The fire was still not extinguished, but the man stopped.

When the sheet was brought in, wetted, covered with it and the fire was put out, the person was already dejected, scorched black and beyond recognition.

...

There were hundreds of people in the huge courtyard, and there was total silence.

The visit of Queen Mother Fengjia in person was originally a happy event, but no one expected that a tragic incident would occur - the fourth prince's wet nurse was burned to death.

In the center of the courtyard, two canopies were propped up. Under the canopies, sat the Queen Mother and the Fourth Prince Bu Fengli, both of whom looked ugly.

The difference is that the Queen Mother's face is dark, while Bu Fengli's face is cold, like frost.

Xiang Qingning knelt in front of the two of them.

"I believe the Imperial Grandmother knows better than anyone what kind of existence a wet nurse is to a grandson. Therefore, today, this person must die."

Bu Fengli's eyes were as sharp as daggers, and he glanced at Xiang Qingning. He bit the last word "death" very hard, and it came out from the depths of his throat, as if it had been tempered with ice.

The Queen Mother curved her lips and said gracefully: "It's not that Qing Ning is the maid of the Ai family. The Ai family will speak for her. She just said it was not her. The Ai family also feels that she has no reason to kill Li'er's wet nurse. She is someone who cannot be beaten with a stick.

, right? Besides, who would kill people and set them on fire so blatantly in front of everyone?"

"But it's true, several of them have seen it," Bu Fengli said, his face as cold as before, and he pointed at the servants who had just witnessed this scene in the courtyard, "She was the one who forcibly held the wet nurse.

, and then the wet nurse caught the fever. There was no third person nearby at the time, so the wet nurse wouldn’t have burned herself, right?”

"But..." The Queen Mother started to speak again, but was interrupted by Bu Fengli.

"I hope the imperial grandmother can understand how my grandson is feeling at this moment. She is just a servant. Killing her ten times is not enough to relieve the hatred in my grandson's heart. The one who was burned alive was my grandson's wet nurse!"

The Queen Mother was silent, sighed, and looked at Qing Ning with an expression that said, "There is nothing the Ai family can do."

Bu Fengli stood up, pulled out the sword from the guard's waist with a "swish" sound, flipped his wrist, and the next moment, the tip of the sword shining with orchid light was pointed at the center of Xiang Qing Ning's eyebrows.

The whole place was silent again, and no one dared to breathe.

Xiang Qingning raised his head, his eyebrows touched the sharp tip of the sword, and a hint of bright red could be seen.
Chapter completed!