Chapter 672: Phoenix's Inquiry

. She had to cool the medicine quickly.When she entered the room again, Mo Yunjing's fever had indeed come back.She quickly wiped him down, again and again tirelessly, from head to toe. Besides speci...The one staring at Shuishuai was none other than Fengming. Fengming didn't know what was wrong with himself, he just sat in her room expressionless and listened to her talk.

Shuangshuang was completely dumbfounded. She didn't know what Fengming had said to her, and she didn't know what to say in response.

And she and the person in front of her had never met, but he gave her the feeling that...she had known him for many years.

To say or not to say

The sound of the phoenix's cry was very cold, and his blood-red eyes were also terrifying.

But for some reason, Shuangshuang wasn't afraid of him. At first, when they met, she was quite afraid of him. But now, she didn't know why, looking at this person, she wasn't afraid at all.

Faced with his relentless questioning, Shuangshuang remained silent, her wide, bewildered eyes fixed on him.

Feng Ming originally intended to scare her, but who knew she wasn't afraid at all

Unable to do anything else, he stood up and walked step by step toward her. Her eyes were still vacant, staring blankly at him.

Feng Ming hesitated for a moment, but eventually softened her temper, "You've been in the palace for so many years, you must know something. Since my A Tang saved you, shouldn't you tell her something"

"No, you know!" Feng Ming said with conviction, his eyes fixed on her. "You know a lot of things, why won't you say You can not believe me, it was A Tang who saved you out, you don't even believe her"

Feng Ming is not a god, and he naturally doesn't know this person named Shuangshuang. However, today in Qingyun Pavilion, he learned quite a bit of news.

Although the people of Qingyun Pavilion didn't tell him everything, due to their friendship, the head of Qingyun Pavilion, Han Yun, hinted to him that this child, Shuangshuang, knew a lot about the palace. If he could gain her trust, perhaps he could find out what Mo Yunjing and An Xue Tang had been trying to uncover all these years.

I have to say, Qiong Yun Ge is truly capable. As soon as An Xue Tang and Mo Yun Jing saved this girl from the palace, Qiong Yun Ge received the news.

So, he already knew about An Xuetang saving a girl from the palace before he returned, and he also knew that this child was very likely to know some important secrets of the palace.

He was just scaring her, but she didn't say a word. That's enough!

Seeing that his threats were ineffective, Feng Ming suddenly changed tactics and tempted Shuang Shuang, "How about this, if you're willing to tell me what you know, I'll have someone buy you delicious treats every day"

Shuangshuang shook her head without hesitation.

Feng Ming was getting impatient, "What do you mean by shaking your head Don't you want to Or don't you want to tell me It's fine if you don't want to tell me, just tell the Bei Jiang princess who you trust."

Shuangshuang still wouldn't say anything, she just kept shaking her head. She wasn't going to open her mouth.

Feng Mingqi raised his hand impulsively, but he couldn't bring himself to strike. Firstly, she was just a little girl, and secondly, if his wife A Tang found out he had laid a finger on her, she would be furious.

After much deliberation, Feng Ming finally let out a deep sigh. "Think it over carefully yourself," she said. "Decide if it's worth telling A Tang."

After finishing her exclamation, Feng Ming flicked her sleeves and turned away.

Shuangshuang watched his departing figure, her expression slowly sinking. Her eyes were no longer so clear and innocent, but instead held a calculating glint.

She had not left that small courtyard during all the years she had been in the palace before her aunt, Dong Gu Gu, passed away.

After her aunt, De Winter, passed away, she had to survive by following the route De Winter used to describe, sneaking into the Imperial Kitchen to steal some food.

But at first, when she went out, because she was unfamiliar with the roads and had never walked them before, she often strayed into many places by mistake.

Then she saw things she shouldn't have, especially about last night. She really heard the emperor screaming in his room.

And last night, she also heard the Queen's confidante asking a mysterious person for a "blood-for-seal" poison.

However, she couldn't speak of these things easily, for fear that people wouldn't believe her.

Secondly, in her opinion, the Princess of Beijang was willing to rescue her and take her in because she wanted to learn some secrets from her.

If she said that so easily, would the Northern Border Princess be nice to her anymore after succeeding

Because of this idea, she couldn't just say it out loud.

So no matter how hard anyone pushed her, she couldn't bring herself to say it out loud for fear of her life.

At this time, in a secluded mountain outside the capital city, Mo Yunchen sat upright with a group of people kneeling before him, each with a solemn expression.

Mo Yunchen's eyes darkened. "How is Mo Yunren"

Ding Jun raised his head, "Reporting to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, after Mo Yunren had his hands and legs severed by the King of Beijang, he hasn't made any moves. My subordinates have also been waiting for Your Highness's orders. If you think it's appropriate to kill Mo Yunren now, I will lead people into his mansion tonight."

Mo Yunchen pondered for a moment, "Keep an eye on him at all times. He must still have some trump cards up his sleeve. Besides the Liji Sword Sect, he should have other connections."

For that position, Mo Yunren had schemed for years. He didn't believe at all that Mo Yunren only had the people from the Lijiang School.

>He's just being low-key right now because of Mo Yunren's injuries, so he wants to heal in private. Mo Yunchen believes that after a while, Mo Yunren will definitely reveal his true colors.

Ding Jun bowed, "Yes, I understand."

Ding Jun had also not seen Mo Yunchen for a long time, and he had always heard news about him, knowing that the emperor had cut off one of his hands. But today, at first glance, their prince's hands were fine.

Not only him, but all the Hu Lin Army were a bit unbelievable. Ding Jun wanted to speak but held back, wanting to ask but not knowing whether he should.

Mo Yunchen saw his hesitation, and at this moment, his brows furrowed slightly, "Ding Jun, if you want to say something between us, just say it. If you have any questions, just ask. There's no need to be so entangled."

Upon hearing these words from Mo Yunchen, Ding Jun immediately clasped his hands and asked, “Your Highness, I heard that Your arm was chopped off by the Emperor. But seeing you today…”

"It turns out it was this matter. Mo Yunchen looked down at his own arm and smiled, "This hand, it was indeed chopped off, but luckily heaven has eyes, and it restored me to my original state, showing that my life shouldn't end!"

Ding Jun and the crowd of feather guards immediately kowtowed to Mo Yunchen, shouting in unison, 'Your Highness's life should not be taken.'

Mo Yunchen listened to the one by one calls, he seemed to have returned to the appearance of being adored by thousands of people.

My heart is filled with contentment, as if I have instantly returned to a state of being above everyone else.

As for power... he seems to be getting more and more ambitious.

At this moment, Ding Jun didn't know what he was thinking about. His expression grew serious. "Your Highness," he said, "since your hand can be healed, could Mo Yunren's severed hand and leg also be restored"n is the Minister of Revenue.""The Ministry of Finance Isn't that in charge of managing the national taxes""Mmm.""No wonder he was oozing with the sinister aura of a cunning rogue and ruthless busines...