Feng Yu looked distressed, but she didn't immediately get up and walk over because Xiao Yun'er was so pitiful. She raised her head with one hand and gave Xiao Yun'er advice with a smile: "Why don't you admit your mistake quickly and tell him, 'I'll never do it again'?"
Dare you. As long as you say it, he will let you go."
Xiao Yun'er pouted and looked more and more like she was about to cry. She didn't know whether she didn't understand yet, thinking that Feng Yu didn't want to save him, or that she was too stubborn to admit defeat.
Xin Moge let go of his hand, not wanting to make Xiao Yun'er cry, so he reached out and pinched Xiao Yun'er's soft little face.
Xiao Yun'er raised her hand to hit Xin Moge again, pouting her lips to prevent Xin Moge from pinching her.
Xin Moge's expression calmed down a little, but then it immediately darkened again.
Xiao Yun'er turned to crawl in the direction of Feng Yu, rubbing her hands and feet hard against the bamboo couch under her, but she was still in the same place after rubbing for a long time. Feng Yu couldn't help but laugh, seeing the father and son continuing to "fight" there.
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A month later, Fan Yinqing's health basically improved and she was able to go to the ground.
During this period, Fengyu came over several times to check Fan Yinqing's pulse. Fan Yinqing's body has been recovering and there are no problems.
During this period, Xin Moge never visited Fan Yinqing once, nor did he care or ask a question.
Another month later, news suddenly spread in the palace that Murong Ji had hanged himself.
After Feng Yu heard about it, she went to the palace that night to have a look.
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In Murong Ji's bedroom, the lights were brightly lit, and there was an air of deathly silence everywhere——
When Feng Yu arrived and entered, the secret guards had already taken Murong Ji's body off the long silk hanging from the beam and placed it on the bed.
The first person who discovered that Murong Ji had hanged himself was a palace maid who brought medicine to the palace for Murong Ji to drink. As soon as she came in, she saw Murong Ji hanging motionless on the cantilever. The so-called long silk was actually the gauze curtain of the bed.
, a strip torn from the gauze curtain.
Feng Yu was surprised and took a few steps forward to personally inspect the bruise on Murong Ji's neck and Murong Ji's body.
After some inspection, whether it was from the bruises on Murong Ji's neck or Murong Ji's body, it was confirmed that she had hanged herself and there were no other problems.
However, Murong Ji had not always wanted to die, so how could he suddenly hang himself? Feng Yu was confused. This was the main reason why she had personally checked Murong Ji's body just now, to see if there was a possibility of homicide.
Then, Feng Yu looked around, then looked down at the two palace ladies who were kneeling on the ground tremblingly, and asked the two palace ladies: "Is there anything strange or unusual about her in the past few days?"
"No...no." The two palace maids had no idea that Murong Ji would hang himself. Now that something like this happened, they couldn't help but feel a little scared, fearing that they would be implicated.
"Don't answer me in a hurry. Think carefully and carefully. Don't miss any small detail."
"Really...really not..."
"No, okay...it seems there is..." One palace maid shook her head and said no again, but the other palace maid seemed to suddenly remember something and continued hesitantly: "In the past two days, the queen...the queen mother has...
She has asked the slave to bring her the mirror many times, but never before... never before..."
"Mirror?" Feng Yu was startled for a moment and looked sideways at the mirror on the dressing table.
The palace maid nodded tremblingly and pointed to Feng Yu, "That's the one on the dressing table."
"Then what did she say after looking in the mirror?"
