The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

The King of Qi was silent for a while, and he immediately understood what the man in black meant.

If this matter is related to Eunuch Cao, then it makes sense for the other party to get the evidence.

He originally thought that it was just a rumor. He was just worried that when the two men came to the capital to sue him, it would sow the seeds of suspicion in his suspicious father, the emperor. That was why he wanted to find someone to kill the father and son who filed the lawsuit.

But when the King of Qi heard that there was no news from Eunuch Cao, he began to get scared.

He opened a brothel and had girls and women trafficked into the brothels to serve high-ranking officials in the court and local gentry. This was all for the purpose of threatening the high-ranking officials in the court, getting hold of something against them, and making them stand on his side in the court.

This matter was done very secretly, and he basically did not interfere, and only let Eunuch Cao take care of it personally.

If Eunuch Cao confesses everything this time, he will really be finished!

If the evidence is handed over to his father, he will have no way out!

Thinking of this, the King of Qi trembled in his heart, and his body became unstable and shaky, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, he was quick-witted and held on to a chair beside him, barely able to stabilize his body.

"Pfft~"

Finally, the King of Qi was so angry that he couldn't help but spit out blood.

The man in black kneeling on the ground stared at King Qi with a look of panic, and asked worriedly, "Your Majesty, are you, are you okay?"

The King of Qi did not respond to the man in black. He raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, his mind was working fast, trying to think of a way to save the situation.

He decided that he could not continue to sit idly by, waiting for his father to sentence him to death, but to put all his plans in advance, take the initiative, and take everything he wanted into his own hands.

Including that...royal chair!

The King of Qi tried his best to calm down. His eyes were filled with cruelty, and he looked at the man in black like a devil. The voice he squeezed out from between his teeth was extremely cold, "Have you done what I asked you to do a few days ago?"

"Your Majesty, we are strictly following your instructions from a few days ago. Everything is going on at full speed!"

"Good, very good." The King of Qi raised his right hand and wiped the blood from his lips with his right thumb. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he ordered in a cold voice, "Send the message immediately and ask them to speed up the completion of this matter. It must be completed successfully within three days! If this matter is not completed after three days, then you will come to see me with your head on your shoulders!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" The man in black knelt on the ground respectfully, his body trembling slightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Go down." King Qi waved his hand and asked the man in black to leave.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The man in black hurriedly got up from the ground and left the King of Qi's study at an extremely fast speed, as if a vicious wolf was following him.

The King of Qi walked to the antique display cabinet, held a white jade porcelain vase on the cabinet with both hands, and then he gently rotated it.

With a "click" sound, the antique display cabinet slid to the side, slowly revealing a gray door to a secret room.

This door is made of steel and looks heavy and thick. It is difficult for ordinary people to open it easily.

When the King of Qi saw the door of the secret room, he felt better. He picked up the lamp beside him, gently pushed open the door of the secret room, and walked in.

In front of the secret room door was a two or three meter platform, and below the platform was a narrow and dark staircase. The staircase was so narrow that only two people could walk down side by side.

In addition, the stairs were a bit steep, as if they were slanting straight down.

The King of Qi held the lampstand steadily in his right hand and walked up the stairs skillfully.

The light from the candlesticks seemed extremely dim, and the candlelight on the ground was also somewhat dim and unclear. However, this did not affect the speed at which King Qi went down the stairs.

It is obvious from his skilled posture that he must go into this secret room frequently.

After a while, the darkness disappeared. Both sides of the long and narrow passage were illuminated by night-shining pearls the size of a baby's fist. The King of Qi placed the candlestick in his hand on a lamp stand.

Then he walked quickly forward to the end of the passage.

At the end was a huge secret room, in which were neatly arranged numerous large red boxes, too numerous to count. In addition to rare treasures, there were also countless valuable treasures, famous paintings, and other priceless antiques and calligraphy.

The King of Qi felt a little better when he looked at these valuable treasures.

He walked through the large mahogany boxes and came to the vermilion wooden door. The King of Qi took out a key from his arms, inserted it into the lock, and turned it with a little force. With a "click", the door opened.

The King of Qi couldn't wait to push open the small vermilion wooden door and walked in.

There were still a few baby-fist-sized night-shining pearls in the small room, which emitted a soft light to illuminate the entire room. Under the illumination of these night-shining pearls, one could clearly see a dragon throne carefully made of gold quietly placed there. Under the illumination of the night-shining pearls, the dragon throne emitted a golden light, as if it carried a kind of majesty and luxury.

Next to the dragon throne, there stood a wooden frame on which hung a bright yellow dragon robe. Under the light of the night pearl, the bright yellow color of the dragon robe was particularly dazzling, and the dragon pattern embroidered with gold thread on it was lifelike.

The King of Qi looked at the dragon robe in fascination, stretched out his hand, and stroked it carefully. Then, the King of Qi took off his outer robe, took the dragon robe from the wooden frame and put it on, raised his chin high, slowly walked to the dragon throne, lifted up the dragon robe, and sat steadily on the dragon throne.

There was an almost insane light flashing in his eyes, and he slowly stroked the golden dragon throne beneath him with his hands with great obsession. Then, a cold and vicious sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Haha, this dragon throne under me can only belong to me! No one else can get it except me!

And all of you lowly people who dare to stand in my way of ascending this throne, go to hell! Don't even think about surviving!

Even if it’s Feng Huaijin, so what? Even if it’s Fu Yanci, so what? Even if it’s the fool prince who claims to be extremely noble, they all have to give way to me!

No one can stop me from reaching the highest position, no one!"

......

Youzhou City, Feng Mansion.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the window lattice, and Feng Jiuyan slowly woke up from her boudoir.

She lay on her back on the extremely soft bed, her eyes still a little sleepy, and she seemed to be still immersed in a dream, unable to come back to her senses for a while.

She just lay there quietly, and after a while, she suddenly laughed heartily, "Hahaha, I can finally live like a rich girl with food and clothes provided for me! Well, the unscrupulous King of Hell finally fulfilled his promise!"