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

"you……"

Zhao Tianhao stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

He was the son of the Prince of Zhenbei, how dare this spoiled brat who was not favored by the Marquis's mansion?

"Young Master!"

The two guards were terrified and immediately drew their swords to slash at Zhang Xiaomeng.

Ding!

Feng Yi drew her sword just in time to block the two and force them back.

He immediately took out the Black Phoenix Token, revealed his identity, and said, "The Black Phoenix Guard is here. He is the consort of Princess Changning. Do not act recklessly."

"So what if he's a Black Phoenix Guard? He killed my young master, he must pay with his life."

The two guards completely disregarded Feng Yi and charged at him again with their swords drawn.

Feng Yi was extremely depressed at this moment.

She thought Zhang Xiaomeng would at most try to reason with Zhao Tianhao, but she never expected him to kill her directly.

A wicked princess might be appeased, but killing the only son of the Prince of Zhenbei is an outrageous act; no one can protect him now.

For now, all she could do was subdue the two guards.

Feng Yi moved with the agility of a ghost, and the two opponents couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes before being knocked to the ground.

Feng Yi raised her sword and held it against the two men, coldly warning, "Move again, and you die!"

The two men, however, remained completely unfazed and instead threatened, "You can protect him for a while, but not forever. Once the Prince makes his move, he will surely die. At that time, even your Black Phoenix Guard will suffer."

Feng Yi frowned, knowing that what the other party said was true.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaomeng used Zhao Tianhao's clothes to wipe the bloodstains off the dagger and said slowly, "The Prince of Zhenbei raised a son like this, so he probably isn't a good person either."

"How dare you!"

"You dare disrespect the Prince? You're asking for death!"

The two men stood up angrily.

Zhang Xiaomeng walked up to them, stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled faintly. "I've already killed his son, why should I still respect him? Go back and tell the Prince of Zhenbei that his son was a murderer, and it was I, the Heir Apparent of the Marquis of Yongwu, who executed him on the spot. If he wants revenge, he can come and find me."

Knowing they were outmatched, the two guards quickly fled with the corpse.

"Thank you so much, my benefactor! Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

The woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to Zhang Xiaomeng to express her gratitude.

Zhang Xiaomeng helped her up and said, "This place is not safe to stay for long. Let's leave first."

He immediately picked up the little girl's body, had Feng Yi carry another male corpse, and led the woman out of the capital.

The crowd immediately erupted in uproar.

The Prince of Zhenbei's son is dead; the sky is falling.

One hour later.

At the foot of a mountain in the suburbs, two new graves stood.

The woman knelt before the grave, wiping away her tears in sorrow.

Zhang Xiaomeng dusted himself off and asked, "What are your plans next?"

The woman wiped away her tears, stood up, and replied, "There is no place for a woman like me to stay in the capital. I am preparing to return to my hometown."

Zhang Xiaomeng said, "It's good to leave this place of trouble. Take care on your journey."

The woman bowed deeply, saying, "I cannot express my gratitude enough. If we meet again someday, I will repay your kindness with my life."

Having said that, he turned and left.

Zhang Xiaomeng stretched and said, "Let's go too."

Feng Yi originally had a lot of complaints, but after seeing the woman's grateful attitude towards Zhang Xiaomeng, she felt admiration instead.

Although he was impulsive and reckless, he did things that many people dared not do.

Even I am not as good as him.

So Feng Yi didn't say anything and silently followed Zhang Xiaomeng.

Even when Zhang Xiaomeng said he wanted to leave, she thought he meant to flee the capital, so she suggested, "The main power of the Prince of Zhenbei is in the north. If we go south, we should be able to escape his pursuit."

Zhang Xiaomeng blinked. "Who said I was going to run away?"

Feng Yi asked, "Then where are you going?"

Zhang Xiaomeng smiled slightly, "Naturally, we're going to the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion."

"You're insane!"

Feng Yi exclaimed in alarm, "You killed his son! He definitely won't let you go. Aren't you just walking into a trap?"

Zhang Xiaomeng wanted nothing more than people coming to his door to die.

He waved his hand, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"No!"

Feng Yi stepped in front of him, objecting, "The princess ordered me to protect you. If anything happens to you, how can I explain it to the princess?"

Seeing her resolute attitude, Zhang Xiaomeng felt a headache coming on.

His plan to commit suicide was almost complete, and he couldn't let it be ruined by this woman.

He immediately straightened his face, raised his voice, and shouted, "Do you want to kill Princess Changning?"

Feng Yi was taken aback upon hearing this. "How did I harm the princess?"

Zhang Xiaomeng began to deceive, saying, "Princess Changning is devoted to me and will definitely do everything in her power to protect me. This would completely offend the Prince of Zhenbei and might even make the Emperor dislike me. You know better than I what the consequences would be if Princess Changning lost power."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi's expression changed drastically.

effective.

Zhang Xiaomeng was overjoyed and continued to work hard, improving his acting skills.

He touched his heart, revealing a deeply affectionate expression.

"Changning and I are deeply in love. She would do anything to protect me. How can I, a grown man, bear to watch the woman I love bleed and weep for me?"

He suddenly grabbed Feng Yi's shoulders, staring straight at her. "Feng Yi, do you believe me?"

"I……"

Feng Yi didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Zhang Xiaomeng immediately made a solemn promise, "I guarantee that I will be able to resolve this matter when I go to the Prince of Zhenbei's residence."

"You... can solve this?" Feng Yi asked, still somewhat doubtful.

Zhang Xiaomeng held up four fingers and said seriously, "I, Zhang Xiaomeng, am absolutely certain that I have four fingers on my head."

Feng Yi gave Zhang Xiaomeng a deep look. Seeing his confidence and the deep affection he had just shown, she finally nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll trust you this once."

Become!

Zhang Xiaomeng was secretly delighted.

Let's see who can stop me from dying this time.

"There is no time to lose. We must set off immediately and not let Princess Changning and Prince Zhenbei become enemies."

Zhang Xiaomeng pulled Feng Yi along, eagerly heading to the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion.

at this time.

An extremely oppressive atmosphere permeated the main hall of the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion.

In the center of the hall, Zhao Tianhao's body lay conspicuously, while the two guards knelt before it, heads bowed, barely daring to breathe.

Two people were sitting in the high hall, one of whom was Emperor Zhao Qiandong of the Eastern Mausoleum.

Accompanying him were Zhao Changning and Marquis Yongwu.

They were still dealing with the matter of Zhang Xiaomeng beating Liu Ru, but before that matter could be resolved, news came that Zhang Xiaomeng had killed Zhao Tianhao in the street.

The three were shocked and rushed to the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion.

Upon seeing Zhao Tianhao's corpse, Marquis Yongwu was so enraged that he cursed and regretted having given birth to such a disobedient son.

Zhao Changning felt a sense of powerlessness.

Why is that bastard so troublesome? Is he trying to kill me?

"Marquis Yongwu, you have fathered a fine son!"

The person who spoke was wearing a four-clawed python robe, with graying temples and an old face full of anger.

Those sharp eyes stared directly at Marquis Yongwu like blades, as if they wanted to skin him alive, bringing him immense pressure.

He was none other than Zhao Chengguang, the Prince of Zhenbei.

The current emperor is someone he watched grow up. It was also someone who overcame all opposition and assisted Zhao Qiandong, who was out of power at the time, to break through the fierce struggle for the throne and help him ascend the throne smoothly.

During that time, he risked his life to save Zhao Qiandong, which left him with a chronic illness. He finally had a son late in life and doted on him immensely.

It's unbearable for anyone to see an elderly person outlive their child.

Marquis Yongwu bowed deeply, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and replied with clasped hands, "Your Highness, that rebellious son has repeatedly refused to mend his ways and has committed heinous crimes. Whether you kill him or punish him, Your Highness is free to do as you please."

Zhao Changning glanced at him; this old man was indeed no father.

She bowed to the Prince of Zhenbei and said, forcing herself to speak, "Uncle, there may be a misunderstanding."