"Thank you for your trouble. I'm just here to come and take a look. The Feng family doesn't need to worry about this person who was expelled from the family, right? I guess the prince and the imperial concubine have something to do, so I'll say goodbye first." He bowed to Mo Jingli and Concubine Liu casually, and Feng Zhiyao was about to leave.

"Slow down." Concubine Liu suddenly spoke.

Feng Zhiyao turned around and looked at Concubine Liu calmly.

I heard Concubine Liu proudly say: "You can't leave."

Feng Zhiyao suddenly smiled, "Why?"

"You trespassed into Dali Temple. Do you think Dali Temple is a place where you can go when you say it?" Concubine Liu said coldly.

So, Concubine Liu just wanted to find an excuse to keep him. Feng Zhiyao didn't care and asked indifferently: "What do you want? I want to leave, can you keep it?" Feng Zhiyao's skills were a little more difficult to deal with a master like Mo Xiuyao. But it was not difficult to deal with Mo Jingli and Concubine Liu in this narrow path.

Before he finished speaking, Mo Jingli retreated aside without a trace. He had fought with Feng Zhiyao when he was a teenager and knew that he was no match for him. In this narrow cell, the guards could not come in at all. If Feng Zhiyao was caught or injured by accident, it would not look good.

Of course, Concubine Liu didn't think about confronting Feng Zhiyao head-on, and sneered: "If you dare to leave, I will kill Feng Huaiting."

Feng Zhiyao lowered his eyes, and after a moment, he sighed helplessly and threw a short knife out of his sleeve and threw it on the ground. He spread his hands to Concubine Liu and said that he had no weapons. Concubine Liu waved with satisfaction and asked someone to come forward to grab Feng Zhiyao, and at the same time ordered: "Take Feng Huaiting out too. I want these two people away. King Li, is it okay?" Mo Jingli said impatiently: "Whatever." What he wants is the property of the Feng family. In recent years, the two sons of the Feng family have taken over the family business one after another. It doesn't matter whether there is Feng Huaiting or not. However, he still reminded him, "You'd better be careful not to backfire. If you get angry, you don't have to be buried with Mo Xiuyao."

Concubine Liu snorted dissatisfiedly. From the bottom of her heart, she didn't believe that Mo Xiuyao would kill her.

"I naturally know the right way."

Feng Zhiyao was taken away by Concubine Liu without any resistance, and only Feng Huaiting was with him. The remaining Feng family was handed over to Mo Jingli for treatment, and Feng Zhiyao did not care about what Mo Jingli planned to do. At least compared to the half-crazy Mo Jingqi and the self-righteous Concubine Liu, Mo Jingli was still very sensible most of the time. The Feng family fell into his hands, as long as the people from the Ding Prince's Mansion were still in the capital, at least the names of these people were guaranteed.

Dingwang Mansion

Mo Xiuyao, who had just received a report from his subordinate, raised his sword eyebrows and asked with a smile: "So, was Feng Zhiyao arrested by Concubine Liu?"

The secret guard, standing a few steps away, couldn't help but tremble, wanting to retreat without any trace to avoid the prince's seemingly peaceful but actually cold. However, when he met Mo Xiuyao's smiling eyes, he froze and replied with a thorny forehead: "Go back to the prince, Concubine Liu not only grabbed the third son of Feng from Dali Temple, but also took away the head of the Feng family Leng Huaiting." Mo Xiuyao snorted lightly and did not speak. Ye Li raised his hand to cover Mo Xiuyao's arm and smiled and said: "Feng Huaiting."

Ting is Feng San's biological father. If Feng San really ignores him, it's not Feng San anymore." How many people can you really care about anything in this world? The Feng family is cold and Feng Huaiting is Feng Zhiyao's biological father. Feng Zhiyao cannot care about him at all. Just like Leng Haoyu, Leng Haoyu's life in the Leng family may not be better than Feng Zhiyao, but when he heard that Leng Huai was besieged, Leng Haoyu still remembers what it was like.

Mo Xiuyao rolled his eyes unhappily, looked at Ye Li with some grievance and said, "I didn't say I won't save Feng Huaiting. What's the matter with Feng San paying himself now?"

Ye Li smiled and said, "This time it's a surprise. Feng Zhiyao may not know that Concubine Liu and King Li would choose to go to Dali Temple so by chance. It seems that the Feng family's affairs this time are not just Liu's family, but even King Li's interfering."

Mo Xiuyao was not surprised, "Now most of the forces in the capital are in the hands of Mo Jingli. Without his consent, the Liu family would have to consider it if they wanted to move the Feng family. I am afraid that it was not the Liu family who wanted to move the Feng family, but Mo Jingli wanted to move the Feng family."

Ye Li's heart moved and looked at Mo Xiuyao and said, "The property of the Feng family? Mo Jingli controls the richest place in the entire Great Chu. He should not be short of money after operating it over the years."

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "That may not be. Although Mo Jingli controls most of the southern part of Great Chu, his foundation is very shallow. The area in the south of the Yangtze River is even more numerous and his relationships are mixed. It is not that easy for Mo Jingli to get money from these people. Moreover... raising an army is a money-burning thing."

"You mean... Mo Jingli is secretly expanding his army?" Ye Li naturally understood at one point. Thinking of his guess, he couldn't help but frown.

Mo Xiuyao nodded with a smile and said, "It's not been a day or two for Mo Jingli to want that dragon throne. Let's go back to the northwest when the new emperor ascends the throne. I'm not in the mood to play with him." Ye Li frowned and pondered for a moment before saying, "Since that's the case, why do we have to wait until the new emperor ascends the throne?"

"Because I am willing to make him feel uncomfortable."

"..." As long as Mo Xiuyao is still in the capital, even if Mo Jingli really has the will to usurp the throne, he will not have the courage to do so.

"King... Prince..." The subordinate who had not received a reply was still standing alone in the hall, looking pitifully at Mo Xiuyao, who was obviously probably forgotten about his existence.

"What else?" Mo Xiuyao asked.

Finally found the opportunity to speak, the poor man quickly reported what he wanted to say as quickly as possible, "I just received a message from Concubine Liu sent someone to visit Prince Ding's Mansion tomorrow morning and had some things to discuss with the prince. Please do not refuse." Someone who had stopped breathing and paused for a moment, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Concubine Liu? Visit? Don't refuse?" Mo Xiuyao asked with a smile.

The person who passed the message burst into tears in his heart: Prince, I am just a person who passed the message, it is not my business.

Ye Li pulled Lamo Xiuyao with a funny look and said to his subordinates: "Okay, the prince knows, you go down first."

"Thank you, Princess, I'll say goodbye." The person who breathed a sigh of relief turned around neatly and disappeared at the entrance of the hall like a flying one.

In an unknown cell, Feng Zhiyao sat on the simple bed in the cell in a leisurely manner. Feng Huaiting, who was locked in the cell next to him, was still sitting on the bed in the cell and closed his eyes and rested, and had no intention of communicating with Feng Zhiyao at all.

Feng Zhiyao sat on the head of the bed and looked at the man with gray hair opposite him, and snorted and walked to the railing and knocked hard a few times. After a while, someone came in and stared at Feng Zhiyao vigilantly and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Feng?" Feng Zhiyao was immediately happy, "Yo? Know this young master?" After casually looking at the inconspicuous middle-aged man in front of him, Feng Zhiyao had no idea about him. However, it could be seen that his martial arts cultivation was not bad. Feng Zhiyao said, "Come on a big cloak, do you want to be cold to death?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Feng Zhiyao in a faint glance and turned around and went out. After a while, he came in and handed it to Feng Zhiyao with a dark green brocade cloak and then turned around and went out. Feng Zhiyao looked at the dark green cloak in his hand and smiled thoughtfully. He raised his hand and walked through the railings of the two cells without any obstacles and fell on Feng Huaiting.

Feng Huaiting opened his eyes, stared at the cloak that was on his body for a moment, and looked at Feng Zhiyao next to him. However, Feng Zhiyao had slowly walked back to his bed and faced the wall on the other side and ignored him. It was mid-March, and even outside, he could still feel a little coolness, let alone in the dark dungeon. As soon as the cloak was on his body, the chill all over his body suddenly disappeared. Feng Huaiting silently closed the cloak on his body, and looked at the man wearing a thin red dress opposite with a rare softness in his eyes.

Feng Zhiyao is a martial arts practitioner and has been through the battlefield for many years. Naturally, he could sense the sight that fell on him. He was so angry that he didn't want to pay attention, but the gaze fell on him and did not move, which made him gradually feel uncomfortable. He turned around and said unhappily: "If you have anything, just say it." Without waiting for Feng Huaiting to speak, Feng Zhiyao continued: "You don't have to think too much, this time you are also implicated by me. Don't worry, I guarantee that the Feng family will walk out of the prison safely."

"What did you do?" Feng Huaiting asked in a deep voice after being silent for a long time.

Feng Zhiyao squeezed out a strange smile, and looked at Feng Huaiting with a hint of deliberate evil in his eyes, "I robbed someone from the palace."

As the head of the Feng family, Feng Huaiting has his own information channels. Even if there is someone missing in the palace, he can still know about it. After hearing Feng Zhiyao's words, his face changed slightly. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "After so many years... you still can't let it go?"

This time it was Feng Zhiyao's turn to be stunned. He really didn't expect that Feng Huaiting knew what he was thinking back then. He looked at the man opposite with a complicated expression. After a while, he growled in a hurry: "It's not your business!"

The empty cell suddenly fell silent, and it seemed as if they could hear the breath of the two of them. After a while, Feng Huaiting said, "You are so bold and reckless, because you have the support of King Ding. If King Ding is unwilling or he can't help you, what should you do?"

Feng Zhiyao was stunned for a moment and sneered: "Is it too late to teach me a lesson now?"

Feng Zhiyao was indeed very guilty when he acted impulsively, but the cold expression and tone of Feng Huaiting made people unable to calm down and speak well.

Feng Huaiting looked at him calmly for a long time, and finally sighed in a low voice and said nothing more. Feng Zhiyao stared at Feng Huaiting who closed his eyes and stopped talking again. He was confused and didn't know what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!