The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Feng Yanan had no choice but to talk about business first.

There was a hint of sharpness in her eyes. She turned to Yan Lingxiao, her voice filled with urgency and seriousness: "My Lord, do you know who wants to set Madam Zuo on fire?" This question made everyone present nervous, and for a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Yan Lingxiao's face also showed a solemn expression. He hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "I am also investigating this matter, but..." He paused and turned his gaze to Madam Zuo, "Madam Zuo, do you have any clues?"

Mrs. Zuo's expression was a little complicated at this time. She pursed her lips, as if she was hesitating whether to say it. But seeing that Feng Yanan and Yan Lingxiao took this matter so seriously, she finally made up her mind.

"Last night, I felt depressed and went out for some fresh air. Unfortunately, I found Prime Minister Zuo's housekeeper sneaking around in the backyard. I was afraid that he would hurt Yu'er, so I quietly went back to the house to accompany Yu'er." The Yu'er he mentioned was his child who was less than five years old. Mrs. Zuo's voice was a little trembling, but she still tried to keep herself calm. "I was thinking of going to the palace to seek the protection of the prince today, but the next second I felt weak all over. But I can clearly hear people coming and going outside, putting firewood and pouring oil under the eaves. Yu'er and I were obviously poisoned and had no strength to struggle. If Yanan hadn't suddenly appeared and saved us mother and son at the last moment of our lives, I believe we would have turned into ashes by now."

"Look carefully, it's the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion." Feng Yanan asked immediately.

"But isn't he Captain Zuo's biological brother?" Feng Yanan was incredulous.

Mrs. Zuo shook her head: "It's good that he is my biological brother." She smiled bitterly: "If possible, I would rather Wenxuan not be a member of the Zuo family."

Feng Yanan frowned, she knew there must be a deeper conspiracy behind this matter. She looked at Madam Zuo deeply, then turned to Yan Lingxiao and said, "My Lord, this matter is probably not simple."

A hint of determination flashed in her eyes: "No matter what, we can't let Madam Zuo get hurt."

Yan Lingxiao responded. He knew Feng Yanan was on the same side as him, and he was so happy. Madam Zuo looked at Feng Yanan and Yan Lingxiao gratefully. She knew that with them around, she didn't have to worry about getting hurt.

"Your Highness, My Lady! A man who claims to be your personal bodyguard said he has an urgent matter to report!" Nan Ze came in from outside to report. It was the first time he met Qing Ming, so he wanted to confirm it.

"It's Qingming! Let him in!

After a while, Nan Ze walked into the prince's study with a burly man and a stern face. He was wearing a black brocade robe and a sharp sword given by the prince. He looked majestic and mysterious. His eyes were firm and deep, revealing an unshakable loyalty and perseverance.

He glanced at the people in the room, hesitating whether to report it.

"Just say it!" Yan Lingxiao asked him to hesitate and spoke coldly.

He walked up to the prince, knelt on one knee, presented a sealed letter with both hands, and reported in a low voice: "Prince, I have intercepted a secret letter sent from the Prime Minister's Mansion to the border."

Yan Lingxiao raised his head and looked at the guard with a sharp gaze. He took the secret letter and gently stroked the wax seal on the envelope with his fingers, as if he was thinking about the deep meaning behind the letter. His eyes revealed a deep light, as if he was speculating on the changes that were about to take place between the Prime Minister's Mansion and the border.

The prince slowly opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and read every word carefully. As he read deeper, his brows gradually furrowed, and his face became solemn and thoughtful.

Several people stood aside, quietly observing the prince's reaction.

After a long while, Yan Lingxiao smiled evilly and said to Qingming: "You did a great job!"

After the prince finished reading the letter, a hint of determination and firmness flashed in his eyes. He put down the letter and said in a low and powerful voice: "This secret letter is of great importance. We must take action immediately."

Qing Ming nodded, a serious and determined expression on his face. He was ready to obey the prince's orders at any time.

Yan Lingxiao took a deep breath and stared out the window with a sharp gaze. He knew that the connection between the Prime Minister's Mansion and the border had surfaced, and he had to respond quickly. His eyes flashed with a firm and decisive light, as if he had seen the hope of victory.