Five Years Later, She Bombarded the Palace with a Miniature Version of the Regent

"Your Majesty, someone is coming from the palace, saying that the emperor has summoned you to the palace."

At this moment, the guard walked in from outside and said anxiously.

"Drive them out." Feng Yili said coldly.

He doesn't want to care about other things now, he just wants to get his princess back.

"Nine Emperor Brother, I know that you are very sad now, so there is no need to enter the palace. I will come to you personally."

At this time, Feng Yijin's voice came from outside.

Soon, his bright yellow figure appeared in front of everyone.

He actually came?

"See the Emperor."

Seeing Feng Yijin, the others reluctantly knelt down and saluted.

Feng Yili was still comforting the little bun without even raising his head.

When Feng Yijin saw this scene, a bit of annoyance flashed in his cloudy eyes.

But soon, he thought of something, and the anger in his eyes turned into comfort.

With a slight cough, he pretended to be unintentional and said: "I heard that last night, Brother Nine Emperors, you went to make a big fuss in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. What happened? The Imperial Preceptor is a loyal minister of our Tianxia Kingdom. You can't let this happen." My loyal ministers are heartbroken."

"Your Majesty, a thief broke into the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion last night. Our prince went to protect the Imperial Preceptor. Sure enough, when we were at the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, we found a thief who was pretending to be the Imperial Preceptor, but we already killed him."

Knowing that their prince had no intention of paying attention to the emperor now, Jiang Ying immediately stood up and responded.

Feng Yijin glanced at Jiang Ying, rarely angry.

He said quietly: "It's really all thanks to the Nine Emperor Brothers. That thief dared to impersonate the Imperial Master and deserves to be killed. I just received the news. It turns out that the Imperial Master has not returned to Beijing. It seems that what we saw last night That National Master is fake."

Hearing Feng Yijin's words, Feng Yili slapped the hand on the little bun's back, feeling full of anger.

"Also, regarding Concubine Qin's plot to murder Yu Yunxi, don't worry, Brother Nine Emperors, I will definitely give you an explanation. Yu Yunxi is also the regent princess after all, so a grand burial is inevitable. I will have the Ministry of Etiquette make preparations as soon as possible. Bury her in the imperial mausoleum."

Feng Yijin fought with his hands behind his back, and then spoke with an expression of understanding of justice.

"Brother, there is no need to worry, my brother will arrange the funeral." Feng Yili said coldly.

When Feng Yijin heard this, he immediately looked at him with inquiring eyes.

"Are the Nine Emperor Brothers planning to let Yun Xi go to the imperial mausoleum?" he asked tentatively.

Letting Yu Yun Xi go down to the imperial mausoleum was an affirmation of her identity.

However, what does Feng Yili's current attitude mean?

"Brother, if nothing happens, please go back to the palace. I will take care of the household affairs in the Regent's Palace."

Feng Yili spoke coldly again, with no warmth in his eyes.

Hearing Feng Yili's words, Feng Yijin's smile disappeared instantly.

"Is the Nine Emperor Brother giving me an eviction order?"

Since ancient times, where has any minister dared to issue an order to the king to expel guests?

With a straight face, Feng Yijin said in a warning tone: "Brother Nine Emperors, you don't seem to understand the rules today. However, for the sake of your dead princess, I won't argue with you and look forward to your early recovery." After all, you are just a woman, and you are still the regent of our Tianxia Kingdom."

After saying that, Feng Yijin waved his sleeves and left.

Before leaving, he took a special look at the corpses on the ground and the grief-stricken looks on everyone's faces.

He knew it in his heart...

Yu Yunxi was really dead this time.

Concubine Qin really gave him a big surprise.

Without Yu Yunxi, he no longer had to worry about the Prince Regent's Palace colluding with the Southwest Palace.

Moreover, Feng Yili will become easier to handle without Yu Yunxi.

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

Seeing that Feng Yijin had left, Jiang Ying stepped forward and asked Feng Yili worriedly.

"Find a piece of land and bury this body." Feng Yili said quietly, hiding the darkness in his eyes.

"Father, that's the concubine!" Xiao Baozi's eyes turned red when he heard this.

How could the father bury his mother and concubine at will?

Luo Xiuran couldn't stand it any longer. He endured the bitterness and choked up: "Yi Li, you can't be resurrected after death. Even if you don't want to accept it, but with so much evidence in front of you, she is...that's all, you'd better be good. Let’s deal with her funeral affairs. Don’t let yourself regret it in the future.”

"I said, she is not her! She is not dead!"

Feng Yili looked at Luo Xiuran with sharp eyes, and then spoke coldly.

"Yi Li, can you wake up a little? You..."

"Jiang Ying, didn't you hear my king's order? Bury this body!" Feng Yili asked Jiang Ying sharply again.

When Jiang Ying and others heard this, they gritted their teeth and clenched their fists. After a long time, he responded with a trembling voice: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Immediately afterwards, he, Jiang Chuan and others came over and carried the female body out.

"Mother concubine!"

"princess!"

Xiaobaozi, Qianqing and others wanted to stop him.

But they were all stopped by Feng Yili's order.

"Today, this body must be buried." He said coldly.

Seeing Jiang Ying and others carrying the body away in front of his eyes, while he was blocked and unable to do anything, Little Baozi cried in pain.

After crying for a long time, until he was out of breath, he raised his head and looked at Feng Yili with hateful eyes, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Father, I hate you, I hate you!"

"If you want to hate me, then hate me."

Feng Yili looked into Xiao Baozi's hateful eyes, and some comforting words were stuck in his throat. In the end, he could only say these words softly.

The little bun became even sadder.

He kept wiping his tears and stumbled back to the house.

Qian Qing, Qian Jiao and Qian Mei also cried until their voices became hoarse.

Luo Xiuran tried to help Qian Qing up several times, but she was pushed away angrily.

"You and the regent are both the same people. We should not have let the county lord return to Beijing in the first place!"

Qianqing looked at Luo Xiuran with resentful eyes, and then said these words word by word.

Luo Xiuran's hands froze, and her heart sank to the bottom.

He opened his mouth several times, but nothing came out.

When everyone dispersed and Qianqing didn't even look at him when she left, he turned around with difficulty, and then sighed at Feng Yili.

"Yi Li, this time I will betray everyone because of you."

Feng Yili seemed to have not heard his words. He was stunned there, feeling lonely, like a dead soul who could not find his way back.

"Where has she gone, where will she go..."

…

Late at night, the house was very quiet, so quiet that it was almost permeable.

The servants didn't even dare to take a breath, the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Where did you bury our county leader?" Qian Qing put a sword on Jiang Ying's neck and asked coldly.

Jiang Ying lowered his head and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Miss Qianqing, the person has been buried and the dust has settled. I'm sorry we can't tell you where the person is buried."

"If you don't tell me, I will kill you!"

Qianqing's eyes were scarlet and she was full of murderous intent.