Princess, something terrible has happened! The prince consort has attempted suicide again!

"Zhang Dayong, you saw it all. Today, it's either him or me!" Madam Zheng gritted her teeth, her anger truly palpable.

Marquis Yongwu was a well-known filial son. Seeing his mother so angry and Zhang Xiaomeng so disrespectful to his elders, the guilt he had just felt vanished instantly, and his face gradually darkened.

"Zhang Xiaomeng, you are disobedient and unfilial, causing trouble one after another. Marquis Yongwu will not tolerate you. You may leave."

Become!

Zhang Xiaomeng and Zhang Ling were overjoyed at the same time.

"My lord, you mustn't! The eldest young master is your own flesh and blood. If you drive him out of the Marquis's mansion, how will he live?"

Granny Zhang pleaded earnestly, and the other servants also begged.

They've been assigned to Zhang Xiaomeng, and if he's gone, their lives won't be easy.

"How dare you! When did it become your place to interrupt my Marquis's manor? Anyone who dares to utter another word will be sold off immediately!"

Madam Zheng adopted the demeanor of a grandmother, and the servants could only obediently shut up.

"I couldn't stand this lousy place anymore."

Zhang Xiaomeng angrily threw down a sentence and wanted to make a quick getaway to avoid causing any more trouble.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than a figure suddenly appeared inside Lingyun Courtyard.

It was Feng Yi.

Zhang Xiaomeng was taken aback when he saw this.

Her injury healed so quickly?

He immediately realized that Youfeng was secretly monitoring him all along, and Zhang Ling's framing would definitely not escape her notice.

So she was the one who switched the dolls, and she was the one who instigated Granny Zhang and the others.

If they jump out now, they're definitely up to something bad.

"Lord Feng, Zhang Xiaomeng is no longer a member of my household. You may leave now."

Marquis Yongwu was not surprised by Feng Yi's appearance and immediately ordered her to leave.

"My lord, I have something to say..."

Feng Yi is ready to stand up for Zhang Xiaomeng and expose Zhang Ling's true identity.

Once his true identity is revealed, Zhang Xiaomeng will be able to secure his position as heir apparent and will no longer need to compete for it.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, Zhang Xiaomeng seemed to guess what she was going to say, and rushed forward to cover her mouth tightly.

"This is my family matter, it's none of your business."

Zhang Xiaomeng kept giving Feng Yi meaningful glances, implying that she had finally escaped from this heartless and ungrateful Marquis's mansion and that Feng Yi mustn't cause any trouble.

Feng Yi knew that Zhang Xiaomeng was not one to suffer losses, so his easy compromise this time must be suspicious.

Could it be—

Her eyes lit up immediately.

Now that Faye Temple has been destroyed, only Watami and Watan remain.

The man had already been captured alive by the princess, but he was too stubborn and loyal to Consort Wu. No matter how he was tortured, he refused to confess.

Right now, the only thing we can do is try to capture Du Ming and maybe we can pry something out of him.

If I'm not mistaken, Zhang Shizi deliberately got himself kicked out of the Marquis's mansion this time. He was using this as a strategic retreat to lure Du Ming out.

It was him after all; he was secretly plotting this all along, and I almost ruined his plan.

I'll think about it.

Feng Yi removed Zhang Xiaomeng's hand and coldly said, "Your Excellency should take care of yourself."

Marquis Yongwu replied without ceremony, "Take care, and don't bother seeing me off."

Zhang Xiaomeng breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Feng Yi might ruin things, and dared not delay any longer, so he pulled Feng Yi away quickly.

When Feng Yi saw that he didn't even bother to pack his luggage, she became even more certain of her guess.

He seemed very confident in his plan and believed he would be able to return to the Marquis's residence soon, so there was no need to bring any luggage.

"Ling'er, the Marquis's mansion will depend on you from now on. Don't disappoint your father." After driving Zhang Xiaomeng away, Madam Zheng was in a great mood and finally smiled.

"Grandmother, rest assured, your grandson will live up to your expectations and bring glory to the Marquis's mansion."

Zhang Ling was extremely pleased with himself at that moment.

No matter how arrogant and domineering Zhang Xiaomeng was, in the end he still became a stray dog.

From now on, this Marquis of Yongwu's mansion will be mine, and Princess Changning will also be mine. My rise to prominence is just around the corner.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaomeng was walking down the street, but he wasn't as happy as he had imagined.

Because Feng Yi was with him.

With her around, even if you leave the Marquis's mansion, it's hard to die.

"Your injury healed so quickly?" Zhang Xiaomeng asked casually.

"The princess had the imperial physician prescribe the best medicine, and I recovered yesterday. The princess was worried about me, so she took a day off to rest."

Feng Yi's voice was no longer as cold as before, and her gaze had become gentler.

If it weren't for Zhang Shizi's resourcefulness, she would have already met her end at Faye Temple.

Therefore, Feng Yi secretly made a decision.

We must protect Prince Zhang and never let him be in danger again.

"Young Master, what are your plans next?" Feng Yi couldn't help but ask, wanting to do her part for Zhang Xiaomeng.

"plan?"

Zhang Xiaomeng was completely bewildered. "What plan?"

Upon seeing this, Feng Yi immediately understood.

It seems that Prince Zhang does not want to make a fuss, after all, Du Ming is too cunning, and he must not give himself away.

So Feng Yi stopped asking and shook her head, "It's nothing."

Zhang Xiaomeng didn't think much of it and continued walking aimlessly, constantly thinking about how to get rid of Feng Yi.

At this moment, Feng Yi suddenly became alert, her face darkening. "Someone is following us."

Zhang Xiaomeng immediately perked up and hurriedly asked, "Where?"

Feng Yi tightened his grip on his sword and quickly replied, "There are two groups of people, one on the left and one on the right."

"Two groups of people?"

Zhang Xiaomeng's mind raced.

The fact that he was followed immediately after leaving the Marquis's residence indicates that they had been watching him from outside the residence for some time.

Those who wanted him dead were: first, the Black Lotus Cult; second, the person behind Qian Deming; and third, Consort Wu.

The Black Lotus Sect dared not cause trouble in the capital, so the other two groups were the ones that dared not act recklessly.

"This place is not safe, come with me."

Feng Yi wanted to take Zhang Xiaomeng away, but he refused.

"What are you afraid of? Do you think they would dare commit such a heinous act in broad daylight, right under the emperor's nose?"

"You can't afford to get into any more trouble, the princess will worry."

"Don't worry, I'm tough, nothing will happen to me."

Zhang Xiaomeng not only ignored the advice, but also deliberately went into the alley.

Feng Yi panicked immediately. Wasn't this like walking into a trap?

She was about to speak up to dissuade him when Zhang Xiaomeng suddenly stopped, turned around, and shouted, "Everyone, aren't you tired of following us for so long?"

Feng Yi was helpless; his actions were always so unconventional.

He had no choice but to draw his sword and be on guard.

Soon, the two groups of people appeared from two different directions almost simultaneously.

Zhang Xiaomeng glanced around and saw that both sides had about ten people, all of them masked, holding blades, and exuding a murderous aura.

It would be difficult for Feng Yi alone to protect him.

Learning from his previous experience at Faye Temple, Zhang Xiaomeng charged towards the assassins the moment they appeared, giving Feng Yi no chance to protect him.

Feng Yi's expression changed drastically; he had gone mad!

The assassins on both sides were stunned when they realized there was another group of people.

Before they could react, Zhang Xiaomeng had already rushed over.

How dare a spoiled brat with no strength charge alone against so many assassins?

Is he courting death?

wrong!

Who would want to die for no reason? Something is definitely fishy if things are not normal.

The two assassins glanced at each other, their hearts jolting.

There is only one explanation for Zhang Xiaomeng's unusual behavior: he has someone to rely on.

These people weren't assassins at all; they were disguised as assassins to protect him. That's why he deliberately lured him here to capture them all.

Both assassins realized this at the same time and immediately attacked each other.

They quickly started fighting, and no one paid any attention to Zhang Xiaomeng anymore.

Zhang Xiaomeng was stunned on the spot.

What's going on?

How did they start fighting amongst themselves?