Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

Since Xiao Zhan was in a coma due to poisoning, in order to stabilize the court, Xiao Yun temporarily took over the handling of government affairs to prevent the nobles from taking the opportunity to cause trouble.

"I'm fine." Jiang Xue replied, her eyes closely following Xiao Yunjian's coffin as it entered the imperial mausoleum.

Looking down at Tieyi, I saw that he had a plain cloth band tied around his forehead and his fists were clenched so tightly that blood was dripping from them. Tieyi also held a smaller spirit tablet in his hand, on which were engraved the words "deceased wife Xiaochun".

Xiyong's Crown Prince Chu Feimo slowly walked towards the altar to burn incense for the late Beiling's former Crown Prince Xiao Yunjian. The attendants loudly announced his arrival, and the faces of those who knew about it suddenly changed.

With resentment in their eyes, everyone watched Chu Feimo walk up the stairs step by step. His face was solemn and his eyes were filled with sorrow, as if he was truly mourning.

But the Queen Mother, Jiang Xue, Xiao Yun and others knew that this man was the real murderer who secretly teamed up with Qu Shang to kill Xiao Yunjian and Xiao Chun. However, due to his identity, they could not act rashly.

Only Jiang Xue, the Queen Mother and a few personal guards knew about the tragedy that occurred in Luanyi Palace. Even Xiao Yun did not see it with his own eyes.

It is impossible to convict someone without evidence, especially since the other party is a foreign prince.

It was because Chu Feimo understood this that he dared to show up here so boldly.

Facing the crowd, Chu Feimo presented three incense sticks to Xiao Yunjian and made a speech:

"I have heard of the heroic deeds of the late Crown Prince of Beiling since I was young, and was deeply inspired. His passing is not only a great loss to Beiling, but also a sorrow to the Ten Kingdoms. This incense is to express my remembrance, and I wish the late Crown Prince to enjoy wealth and glory in his next life."

Then, Chu Feimo turned his gaze to Xiao Yun who was wearing a mask, and deliberately asked: "Is Emperor Beiling injured? Why does he need to cover his face?"

Xiao Yun frowned, and was about to respond when Jiang Xue stopped him. "Your Majesty accidentally scratched his face while practicing martial arts, and needs shelter from the wind to recover, so he wears a mask." She explained calmly, although she wanted to take it off immediately.

Chu Feimo sneered in response: "You are a king, but you are injured. This is really serious. Why not let my imperial physician come to treat you, so as to avoid leaving scars that affect the emperor's appearance."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I already have a good doctor to take care of me." Xiao Yun declined, imitating Xiao Zhan's voice. He knew that once he took off the mask, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Today is the funeral of the late Crown Prince of Beiling. Please do not deviate from the topic." Jiang Xue interrupted Chu Feimo in time to maintain the dignity of the ceremony.

Finally, Chu Feimo withdrew his gaze, but there was a cold and disturbing light flashing in his eyes.

With a smile, he bowed and turned to leave. Seeing this, Tieyi was furious and his hand unconsciously reached for the dagger at his waist.

"What are you doing?" Qing Feng quickly held Tieyi's hand to stop his impulsive behavior.

Tieyi couldn't control his emotions since he saw Chu Feimo. If Qingfeng hadn't stopped him in time, I'm afraid that the prince of Xiyong would have been killed.

In this solemn state funeral ceremony, countless eyes were watching. If Tieyi took action, not only would his own life be in danger, but it would also bring immeasurable impacts to the country.

"Qingfeng, I must kill him." Tieyi's tone was cold, but his eyes were burning with the fire of revenge. "His men killed Xiaochun and seriously injured Fudong. Don't you hate him?"

Tieyi tightly grasped Xiaochun's spirit tablet, his knuckles turning pale from the force. Whenever it was late at night, the scene of Xiaochun's tragic death always appeared in his mind, and the pain and self-blame almost swallowed him up.

Facing Tieyi's questioning, Qingfeng's eyes instantly became deep and murderous.

"You think I don't hate him? From the time we met when we were young until now, don't you know me? That person hurt His Highness, killed His Highness Yun Jian, and caused Fu Dong great harm. But if you want revenge, you can't just rely on momentary passion."

Tieyi was surprised to find that Qingfeng, who seemed calm on weekdays, actually hid endless hatred in his heart.

These days, Qing Feng behaved as usual, smiling all the same, acting cautiously, and even not slacking off in taking care of Fu Dong and helping His Highness handle government affairs.

However, beneath his calm exterior lies a desire for revenge that is stronger than anyone else's.

"We must act rationally." Qing Feng continued:

“Your Highness and the Princess have already been plagued by rumors and gossip, and the unfortunate death of His Highness Yun Jian has made the relationship between them even more complicated.

Did you hear what Chu Feimo said just now? He seemed to have sensed something. If we act rashly now, it will only make the situation worse. "

Hearing this, Tieyi's clenched fists slowly loosened: "You are right, I will not ruin the overall situation because of personal feelings."

After confirming that Tie Yi had calmed down, Qing Feng let go of his hand with confidence. He looked up at Jiang Xue who was sitting high up, and saw her nodding slightly, as if to give affirmation and support.

"Fourth sister-in-law, the Crown Prince of Xiyong seems to have other plans." Xiao Yun keenly noticed the hostility in Chu Feimo's eyes. Having grown up in the palace, he was particularly good at perceiving people's hearts.

Jiang Xue frowned slightly and said nothing. She also noticed the way Chu Feimo looked at her, like a hunter staring at his prey. This look made her feel uneasy.

"How long have you been out like this?"

As soon as Chu Feimo returned to the inn, he went to Qu Shang to discuss the next move. Before he even entered the door, he saw Qu Shang running out in a hurry with messy clothes and wounds on the corners of his mouth. His body was covered with marks, which made people imagine.

Chu Feimo leaned aside, looking at the usually high-handed High Priest of the Red Moon Cult with mockery at his current miserable state.

"Bitten by a mad dog?" He sneered. Qu Shang was tidying up his clothes while secretly cursing Li Yi's stubbornness and abnormality.

"Your Highness, do you have something to talk to me about?" Qu Shang asked.

"Xiao Yunjian is dead, and now is a good time to take advantage of public opinion. I want to ask Emperor Beiling to marry Princess Changle to strengthen the relationship between the two countries." Chu Feimo replied.

A few days later, in Xuchen Palace, Xiao Yun angrily threw the memorial in his hand to the ground.

The papers spread out, revealing a marriage agreement inside.

"What is this?" Chu Feimo's attendant explained respectfully, "It's about our prince's request to marry into your country."

Xiao Yun was burning with anger, and he glared at Chu Feimo, who was standing straight and smiling below him.

He actually dared to covet his fourth sister-in-law. The marriage certificate clearly stated that the person to be married was Jiang Xue.

"Ridiculous. Princess Changle has long been the future queen of Beiling. No matter how bold Prince Xiyong is, he should not have any improper thoughts about my future queen." Xiao Yun angrily slapped the armrest of the dragon throne, and the golden armrest instantly dented.

"Oh? So Princess Changle is already the future queen of Beiling?" Chu Feimo's voice was tinged with provocation.

"That's right. I announced the edict to confer the title of queen at the banquet when you arrived. You were there at the time. Couldn't you hear it?" Xiao Yun was furious. He knew very well that Chu Feimo was deliberately pretending to be ignorant.