The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Concubine Yang Shu, who was attracted by Ji Yunqing, has returned to the palace now.

Because Concubine Yang Shu is ill.

So angry.

The potion she gave her to the eldest son on his way to the Ancestral Temple yesterday was actually changed. He even found her last night and repeatedly expressed that he was not interested in that position.

Concubine Yang Shu fell ill that night.

Severe headache.

My heart is also panicking.

He set off back to the palace that night and summoned his most trusted doctor, Dr. Lu, to check his pulse.

Doctor Lu took the pulse and spoke respectfully.

"Your Majesty, you are depressed. You need to take a good rest and think less."

Concubine Yang Shu didn't say anything. The eldest palace maid next to her watched as she led Imperial Physician Lu to the outside to write down the prescription, and then followed her back to the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine.

In the dormitory, Concubine Yang Shu lowered her eyebrows, and the people in the palace nearby did not dare to show their anger.

It took a while before Yang Shufei spoke calmly.

"Mother Tong, what do you think His Highness is thinking?"

Aunt Tong is Yang Shufei's wet nurse and is loyal to her.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Second and Third Highness were not like they are now before the little princess entered the palace."

These words touched Yang Shufei's heart.

She also felt that the changes in her two sons occurred after Ji Yanbao entered the palace.

"So, my current strongest enemy is not the one from the East Palace, but a three-year-old child?"

Aunt Tong lowered her voice.

"Your Majesty, the one in the East Palace cares more about the little princess than Your Majesty."

If Ji Yanbao was touched at this time, it would be equivalent to directly breaking up with Dong Gong.

It will also anger His Majesty.

Concubine Yang Shu knew what Nanny Tong meant, and a sneer appeared on her lips.

"Yesterday, His Highness the Second Highness made a mistake in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Given the Prince's intelligence, do you think he wouldn't suspect that I was behind it?"

Nanny Tong smiled.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the biggest news in the Imperial Ancestral Temple yesterday was related to ghosts and gods. There was no news related to His Highness the Second Highness. It can be seen that the Crown Prince still does not want to be hostile to His Highness the Second Highness."

Concubine Yang Shu's heart became even more clogged when she heard this.

Because the eldest son said the same thing when he saw her last night.

"Concubine, I have no intention of taking that position. The eldest brother is our elder brother. What is his is his. I hope that Concubine will not do anything that she shouldn't do."

When her son said that, wasn't he telling her that Feng Mian actually knew what she had done.

It just didn’t work out!

She failed on His Majesty's side, and her son also failed on the Prince's side.

She was even reminded and warned by her son that she was naturally depressed and had a headache.

Yang Shufei took a deep breath.

"That's all! You can't help your mother when you grow up!"

Concubine Yang Shu suddenly figured it out.

Since the two sons were close to Feng Mian and Ji Yanbao, it was really inappropriate for them to commit such a murderous act.

Not only was it inappropriate, it would also alienate her two sons from her.

It's not like she doesn't have anyone available.

Concubine Yang Shu's thoughts suddenly became the same as those of Ji Yunqing.

As long as the Feng Mian brothers and Ji Yanbao are in the palace, they will always find an opportunity to strike.

In such a large and deep palace, it is too easy for someone to die quietly.

Concubine Yang Shu looked at Aunt Tong.

"Mommy, come here."

Aunt Tong leaned over, and Concubine Yang whispered a few words into Nanny Tong's ear.

Grandma Tong nodded.

"Yes, ma'am."

In the royal hunting ground on the mountain behind the riding range, Feng Sanlie, who was following Feng Mian and Feng Erli, suddenly sneezed loudly.

"Ah!"

Feng Mian quickly turned around.

"Caught a cold?"

Feng Sanlie laughed and shook his head.

"Brother, how is this possible? I am in good health!"

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he looks stronger than his two brothers.

Feng Mian is elegant, Feng Erli is thin, and Feng Sanlie's physique is not like the Feng family, but more like the Yang family of his grandfather Zhenguo's family.

The Duke of Zhenguo's mansion is full of military commanders, and Feng Sanlie has been fond of practicing martial arts since he was a child. Therefore, even if he eats food at the age of eleven during the Chinese New Year, he already has the strong and burly appearance of a young man.

Fortunately, his face is quite delicate, and his outlines are particularly clear. He is a noble man, and he has a sense of nobility.

Feng Sanlie rubbed his nose.

"Brother, should we continue to move forward?"

Feng Mian nodded.

"Walk."

For ordinary people, the Flower Festival is still about admiring flowers and wearing hairpins, reciting poems and writing poems, and young men and women take the opportunity to see each other.

There is only one purpose for them.

Find Ji Yunqing.

So where is the danger?

Ji Yunqing will not miss any opportunity to intercept Uncle Ji and Yan Bao.

Especially after killing them, they can take the opportunity to blame them on the Donghuang royal family.

Feng Erli and Feng Sanlie looked at each other, chuckled and followed quickly.

"drive!"

"drive!"

……

The three brothers rode wildly towards the depths of the royal hunting ground.

At a fork in the road, Chang Huaili, who had been behind them all the time, met Chang Huaili because he was hunting a sika deer.

Chang Huaili tightened the reins.

"The three Your Highnesses meet again."

Feng Mian smiled.

"Your Highness Xixuan is so fast."

Chang Huaili also laughed.

"After all, I am many years older than the three highnesses. If I can't even lose to the three highnesses in riding and shooting, I will not be able to return to Xixuan Kingdom."

Before the three Feng Mian brothers could speak, Chang Huaili took the initiative to mention Yan Bao.

"Your Highnesses, why don't you see Princess Fu Jin and the other three Highnesses?"

This time it was Feng Erli who spoke.

"The three younger brothers and Yan Bao are still young and are not suitable for going deep into the hunting ground."

Chang Huaili was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"That's right. Looking at His Highness's mind, he forgot about this for a moment."

After speaking, Chang Huaili smiled very friendly.

"My Highness heard that there is a miasma in the deeper parts of the hunting ground. I don't know whether it is true or not. Do you want to continue going in? Why don't you, Your Highness, come with you?"

Feng Sanlie refused directly.

"It's better to say goodbye! Since the miasma has appeared, the danger will naturally be doubled. If a big insect or something escapes from inside, we will have to focus on protecting you, His Highness Xixuanguo."

Chang Huaili can die.

But he cannot die in Donghuang territory.

Otherwise, the old majesty of Xixuan would take the opportunity to go crazy and attack Donghuang. Although they were not afraid, they did not want to take the blame.

And Ji Yunqing will definitely take advantage of the chaos to make a sneak attack.

That's fatal.

Feng Erli also spoke politely.

"Your Highness Xixuan, the sudden emergence of miasma in the forest is indeed dangerous. As the distinguished guest of our Eastern Emperor, it is not appropriate for you to take risks."

Chang Huaili still kept smiling.

"My three highnesses, my highnesses have the same thoughts as you, they are heading towards the danger."

As he spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice.

"This is how you can catch the big fish behind you, right?"

The secret guards came to report that His Majesty the Southern Xiang Kingdom had entered the forest alone, but at this moment there was not much change in the forest. It was obvious that Ji Yunqing was able to hide and maintain his composure better than they imagined.

As long as Chang Huaiyuan had no intention of competing with him for the throne of Xixuan, he was very willing to be a chess piece asking for directions.

His Majesty Donghuang will not let him die in Donghuang, so it is more appropriate for him to act as a bait than for these three highnesses to act in person.

Ignoring the changes in the expressions of the three Feng Mian brothers, Chang Huaili spoke his mind.

"Your Highnesses, although what I want is different from what the other Highnesses want, it does not prevent us from cooperating now."

Feng Mian laughed.

"Okay! Your Highness Xixuan, please!"

Chang Huaili did not hesitate, raised his lips and smiled, then rode straight towards the direction of the miasma in the forest with his whip raised.

Feng Sanlie was speechless.

"Brother, he..."

Feng Mian and Feng Erli spoke at the same time.

"Follow me! Chang Huaili may lack arms and legs, but he must not die!"

None of the four people noticed that when they rode into the deep forest, several butterflies in the forest flapped their wings and flew towards the backyard of Baiyuan Garden at the foot of the mountain.