In a flash, a man in black appeared in the room. He half-knelt on the ground and saluted: "Your Majesty, everything has been dealt with."
The next moment, another man in black was holding a corpse in each hand and threw the corpse in front of Cheng Jingrang.
Xu Fengmi looked at the miserable corpse, silently took two steps back, and hid behind Cheng Jingrang.
"Your Majesty." Chang Shan wiped his hands with his sleeves carelessly: "There is still one alive, Your Majesty, do you want to put him on trial?"
"No need." Cheng Jingrang said calmly: "Take care of the body and be on alert."
Chang Shan carried the two corpses and retreated.
Cheng Jingrang looked at Jueming who was kneeling on the ground and said, "I won't go back to Beijing in the next few days. I'll watch carefully and report anything in time."
Jue Ming was respectful. He thought for a moment and then asked: "Your Majesty, Mr. Rong wants to see you."
"not see."
"Say yes." Jueming stopped talking in time and glanced at Xu Fengmi behind Cheng Jingrang.
Cheng Jingrang looked at him and said calmly: "Is it because of the incident with Zhang Feng?"
"Yes." Jueming lowered his head: "Master Rong said that Zhang Feng's matter has been investigated by someone, and I'm afraid it will be detrimental to the prince."
Cheng Jingrang chuckled: "You need me to teach you about this kind of thing?"
Jue Ming lowered his head even further: "This subordinate is stupid."
"Only dead people cannot speak, and evidence can also be forged."
After Jueming left, Cheng and Xu were the only two people left in the house.
Xu Fengmi scratched his head: "Uncle Jiu, I know your secret, are we people in the same boat?"
"People on a boat?" Cheng Jingrang looked at her with a half-smile: "Secret?"
The two of them sat down one after another, and Chang Shan brought in a new small table and tea set.
Looking at the boiling tea, Cheng Jingrang leaned back. He looked at Xu Fengmi and squinted his eyes slightly: "I felt a little strange a few days ago. Miss Xu seems to be a little different."
"People always change, what's so strange about it." Xu Fengmi smiled naturally.
"No." Cheng Jingrang picked up the teapot and poured tea: "Nature is easy to change but hard to change. You have changed so much. This is what makes you suspicious and strange."
"Or maybe Uncle Jiu wants to hear my explanation?" Xu Fengmi smiled lightly.
Cheng Jingrang put down the teapot and declined: "No."
"Okay." Xu Fengmi shrugged, and she suddenly looked at him seriously: "Uncle Jiu, I want to tell you again that I, Mrs. Xu, want to make peace with Cheng Xu, the king of Zhennan."
This time, she spoke extremely solemnly.
"Now, Uncle Jiu, should you trust me?" She rubbed her nose.
It's raining lightly outside, and the fragrance of tea overflows inside the house.
Cheng Jingrang took a sip of tea and looked down at the pattern on the teacup: "I have believed it since the first time you said it."
Xu Fengmi opened his eyes wide: "Then why do you look so indifferent?"
"Should I care?"
Xu Fengmi choked and said angrily: "Then why do you care now?"
"Secret." Cheng Jingrang put the tea cup on the table and looked at Xu Fengmi with interest: "You know my secret. We are in the same boat, so I will care."
"Really?" Xu Fengmi probed cautiously.
"Fake." Cheng said without changing his expression.
Speechless for a moment.
Cheng Jingrang raised his eyes to look at her, the subtle smile in his eyes had long since disappeared without a trace: "Why do you want to reconcile?"
When it comes to talking about this, Xu Fengmi is very excited.
She sighed: "He doesn't like me, that's one. He has too many women in his backyard, that's the second. He has an affair with my sister, that's the third. I don't like him anymore, that's the fourth."