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1585 Surveillance, this baby is really troubled

Jiuhuangshu himself was not one to retaliate with kindness. He would not refute Wang Jinling's words, but only reminded him: "Don't go too far."

There is a bottom line for rebellion. Once that bottom line is crossed, the Xie family will fight back with all their strength. Although they are not afraid, it will be very troublesome.

A family's desperate counterattack is definitely powerful. Although they will not be defeated by the Xie family, they are afraid that when the time comes, someone will want to take advantage and take the opportunity to attack them, which will outweigh the gains and losses.

Wang Jinling is not a person who likes to talk, but when he heard these words, he couldn't help but said: "How come these words are so weird when they come out of your mouth?"

Seeing Uncle Jiuhuang's disapproval, Wang Jinling added: "Going too far and repeatedly challenging the limits of others' tolerance is always what you like to do. I have always been committed to keeping a thin line so that we can meet again in the future."

As expected, Uncle Nine Emperors' face darkened decisively, and he gave Wang Jinling a cold look: "I regret saving you last night."

"Actually, I regret asking you to rescue me. I owe you a favor for nothing, and it's hard to repay it." Wang Jinling looked extremely regretful, which made Uncle Nine Emperors furious.

This man really got a bargain and behaved well.

"If you want to invite people from the Killer Alliance, go talk to Feng Qingchen yourself." The Nine Emperors Uncle left these words and left, making it clear that he would not take the blame for Wang Jinling, but that he wanted Feng Qingchen to see Wang Jinling's sinister side.

Uh... Wang Jinling was swallowed hard. Looking at the leaving figure of Uncle Nine Emperors, he shook his head gently: "What a stingy man. What can I do no matter how good my image is?"

Wang Jinling smiled bitterly, not caring about Uncle Nine Emperors' petty temper, he stood up, straightened his robes, and walked out.

Go to the Wang family to show up, make the necessary arrangements, and go to Feng Qingchen to borrow someone in the afternoon...

For things like revenge, of course you have to take action before others can react.

If it weren't for the fact that it couldn't be arranged, Wang Jinling would have called back tonight to let the Xie family open their eyes and see clearly that Wang Jinling was not easy to offend. Don't think that he doesn't show off his power, just think of him as a house cat.

The affairs of the Wang family have been under Wang Jinling's control for a long time. Even after being away for half a year, Wang Jinling can take over instantly when he comes back. In name, Wang's father is in charge of the overall situation, but in fact, everything is handled by Wang Jinling's confidants. Wang Jinling's affairs, big and small, are handled by Wang Jinling.

My heart is like a bright mirror.

After listening to the report from his subordinates and learning that the Wang family suffered heavy losses last night, Wang Jinling felt very heavy. In addition to giving the deceased a generous burial, he also gave double the pension to the family of the deceased.

After handling the affairs of the Wang family, it was already evening. Wang Jinling looked at the sky and gave up the idea of ​​looking for Feng Qingchen. Unexpectedly, in order to guard against him, Uncle Nine Emperors hurried to Feng Mansion with unfinished business affairs.

, and found out that he had been tricked by Wang Jinling.

Of course, Uncle Jiuhuang didn't want Feng Qingchen to know that he was here to prevent Wang Jinling. When Feng Qingchen asked about it, he just said that he missed her. Feng Qingchen was so shocked that he thought Uncle Jiuhuang had a fever and burned out his brain.

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They had just separated this morning. The word "thinking" about Uncle Jiuhuang was too true. However, facing Uncle Jiuhuang's cold face, Feng Qingchen wanted to continue asking, but didn't know where to start.

That night, Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen came to the inner garden of the palace through the secret passage again, but this time they were not looking for the emperor, but for Concubine Xie Huang.

Concubine Xie Huang is the key figure in the Xie family's control of the palace. Now they need to know what role Concubine Xie played in this matter.

There were layers of guards outside Zhaoyan Palace, seemingly protecting Concubine Xie Huang, but Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen knew it was surveillance just by looking at it.

Under such circumstances, Feng Qingchen and Uncle Nine Emperors certainly did not dare to enter the palace at will, so as not to offend others.

"Go through the other way." Uncle Jiuhuang led Feng Qingchen to another exit, whispered in Feng Qingchen's ear, told the situation about Zhaoyan Palace, and then let Feng Qingchen go out alone.

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The secret passage led directly to the small kitchen of Zhaoyan Palace. Feng Qingchen knocked out a palace maid who stayed behind, changed into the palace maid's clothes, and randomly took two plates of pastries from the kitchen, not knowing whether they were raw or cooked, and walked towards the palace.

At this time, it was already past midnight, and Feng Qingchen's appearance quickly aroused the suspicion of the guards: "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Although Feng Qingchen dressed up deliberately, her face was still tight, and even the guards did not recognize her.

Feng Qingchen looked dumbfounded, and was about to stammer out the reason he had made up in advance, but he didn't expect the voice of the eldest palace maid to be heard from the palace: "It's the food that the queen wants, why don't you hurry up and bring it in."

"Yes, yes. Yes." Feng Qingchen knew what Concubine Xie Huanggui had probably discovered, so of course she would not miss this opportunity.

The guard stared at Feng Qingchen for a long time. He always felt that Feng Qingchen had a tense face, but he looked very familiar. When he was about to cross-examine, the eldest maid next to Concubine Xie came over and said with a cold face:

"What? You really think that my mother-in-law is in jail. She can't even order something to eat. Do you want to starve the Crown Prince to death?" The Eighth Prince has been established as the Crown Prince.

"Don't dare, don't dare." Although the guard's duty is to monitor Concubine Xie, he does not dare to be disrespectful to Concubine Xie.

After all, Concubine Xie is also a daughter of the Xie family. Even if the Xie family is unkind, for the sake of profit, they would not dare to push Concubine Xie too hard.

Feng Qingchen entered the palace smoothly, keeping his head down and not daring to look around. Once he arrived at the inner palace, before Feng Qingchen had time to speak, Concubine Xie rushed up, held Feng Qingchen's hand and said with a choked voice:

"Qingchen, finally I've been waiting for you."

That way, it's like a drowning man holding on to a driftwood.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Feng Qingchen looked up and was startled: "My Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

The imperial concubine Xie, who used to be the most beautiful woman in the harem, is now old and ugly, her eyes are swollen like walnuts, and she lacks the dignity and magnificence of the past.

"Qingchen, I'm fine. The one who's in trouble is Xiaoba. Xiaoba..." Concubine Xie's tears fell down as soon as she said this: "Qingchen, come and help me take a look at Xiaoba."

Although the two of them were slightly unhappy when they lived in Feng Mansion, at this time both parties were demanding each other, so naturally they would not bring up those old and unpleasant things.

"What's wrong with the Eighth Prince?" Feng Qingchen asked in a low voice, but secretly thought in her heart: The Eighth Prince is really a troubled person, and he has never calmed down since he was born.

Concubine Xie Huang did not answer, but closed her eyes in pain, and personally took Feng Qingchen to the eighth prince's bedside.

Feng Qingchen lifted the bed curtain and saw the Eighth Prince lying on the small bed with a painful look on his face. His hand almost slipped down: "How could the Eighth Prince do this?"

His limbs were so thin that there were only bones left, and there was no flesh on his face. His head was so big that he looked almost like a refugee, except for his belly, which was round and about the same size as a normal child.

But this is the only normal thing that seems extremely abnormal.

It makes no sense that your whole body is so thin that your belly is normal?

A message to readers: Although A Cai is busy during this period, he still insists on updating it before five o'clock every day. However, the synchronization is very late these days. I will try to post it earlier today, hoping to come out early. I hope the technical brother can be honest.

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