With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony." Nangong Wu put away the secret letter.

After thinking for a moment, he asked again, "Excuse me for asking, but from whom did you say these words?"

"He was an old man surnamed Ma. Because of his gambling addiction, he sold everything of value in his house and owed a lot of gambling debts. When the gambling den couldn't get the money, they wanted to cut off his hand to pay off the debts."

In desperation to save his life, the old man Ma blurted out that he had a lover in the Prince of Zhenyuan's mansion, and that the woman held a high position in the mansion, managed the household affairs and was very wealthy, and had even borne him a son, and would definitely give him money. Young Master Qi told her the information he had obtained.

"A high-ranking official, in charge of the household affairs? And he even had a son with that woman?" Nangong Wu's eyes flickered slightly.

After her father disappeared, the Prince's Mansion fell into the hands of Nangong Qi, and Xie Shi was in charge of managing the household affairs.

But something felt off.

"How old is that old man Ma? What's his family situation?"

"Around sixty years old, with a son and a daughter. The daughter is already married, the son died ten years ago, and there are two grandsons, the older one is already twenty years old, and the granddaughter is fourteen years old." Young Master Qi answered her patiently.

A sixty-year-old man? Xie is only in her forties and is proud and arrogant; there's no way she would be interested in a decrepit old man.

So the only people who could manage the household affairs of the Prince's mansion were Grandfather's two concubines.

If what Old Man Ma said is true, then Nangong Qi is very likely not his grandfather's biological son.

"I want that old man Ma, alive." She took out a stack of silver notes and placed them on the table. "This is a deposit of 100,000 taels."

"Besides that, I have other matters that I would like the help of from the Wujian Pavilion."

Young Master Qi raised an eyebrow slightly. "Young Master is so generous; it seems your request is no ordinary matter."

"I want the lives of all of Marquis Wu'an's children." Nangong Wu's eyes flashed with icy killing intent.

The Ming family is Nangong Xun's greatest asset, so she will target the Ming family first.

She wanted all these people to be buried with the original owner's family.

"As far as we know, Marquis Wu'an has five sons, two daughters, and eleven grandchildren." Young Master Qi looked at the stack of silver notes, maintaining a smile on his face.

"Sixteen lives, and they are the sons and daughters of the Ming family. The Empress Dowager and the Imperial Noble Consort are both from the Ming family, of noble status, so the risk is also very high. I'm afraid 100,000 taels of silver will not be enough."

"This is just a deposit; Marquis Wu'an and Mingcheng don't need you to lift a finger." Nangong Wu's eyes flashed with a cold light.

She wanted the Ming family members to die one by one before her, and only after seeing the Ming family fall would she kill them.

Given her personality, she could easily infiltrate the Ming family and plant a few time bombs, which would be enough to wipe them out.

But if she did that, Emperor Mingde and the people in the capital would definitely suspect her, and people would associate her with the Prince Rui's Mansion that had just been bombed.

Seeing the hatred in her eyes, Young Master Qi's lips curled into a slight smile. "Then how does Young Master want them to die?"

"I want them to die in all sorts of accidents," Nangong Wu said.

"We're experts in this. Since you're one of our big clients, we'll give you a friendly price: 300,000 taels." Young Master Qi put away the 100,000 taels of silver notes.

"Within a month at most, all those people you mentioned will disappear. After it's done, I'll still need 200,000 taels of silver."

"Then we'll wait for your good news. We'll definitely present the silver then." Seeing that the matter was settled, Nangong Wu stood up to take her leave.

Young Master Qi saw her off, saying, "Old Man Ma can be brought here tomorrow evening. As for the Prince's matter, I will be here again to await your arrival in seven days."

Nangong Wu returned to the carriage and took out the secret letter to read it again.

Li Shuang, sitting next to her, also saw the contents of the secret letter and was shocked.

"Your Highness, should I go and fetch that man surnamed Ma?"

"No need, this matter has already been handed over to the people of Wujian Pavilion." Nangong Wu felt that if something could be done with money, there was no need for her own people to do it.

"Now that we've taken action against the Ming family, shouldn't we take action against the Zhou family as well?" Li Shuang felt that the Zhou family deserved to die the most.

Two years after Her Highness married into the Zhou family, Zhou Zheng's sons and daughters, taking advantage of Her Highness's affection for Zhou Shaorong, have been bullying her and stealing her things.

"Alright, apart from Zhou Shaorong and Zhou Chuchu, Zhou Zheng's illegitimate children are now in your care."

Zhou Shaorong is dying, so let him suffer until he dies. As for Zhou Zheng and his wife, and Zhou Chuchu, she will take care of them herself.

"Yes."

Nothing happened that night.

The following afternoon, the physician sent by the old steward arrived.

When Nangong Wu saw the person the old butler brought in, she was stunned. He was actually a super handsome man in his early twenties.

With a face like jade, eyebrows and eyes like paintings, handsome and dashing, elegant and graceful, with the bearing of a dragon and the grace of a phoenix... these words flashed through her mind.

The man's hair was half-tied up, and he wore a plain robe. Although his clothes were ordinary, they could not hide his elegance.

"Who is this...?" In the original owner's memory, the old physician had worked in the Prince's mansion for more than 30 years and was over 60 years old, with white hair and beard.

"Your Highness, this is the grandson of the legendary physician Feng," the old steward introduced her.

"I've heard that Young Master Feng's medical skills are no less than those of the legendary Physician Feng; everyone in the area calls him 'Little Divine Physician'!"

"That's just a rumor, don't take it seriously." The man was a little embarrassed by the praise, and stepped forward to greet him with a cupped-hand salute, "I am Feng Wushang, greetings to Your Highness."

"Feng Wushang, right?" Nangong Wu felt the name was rather strange. "How is the old Divine Doctor Feng?"

"Your Highness, my grandfather went to Jiangnan a few months ago. Before he left, he said that if Your Highness came looking for me, I should go to the Prince's residence first." Feng Wushang said, taking out a letter from his bosom and handing it over with both hands.

Nangong Wu took the letter, opened it, and read it.

The letter was written by the old physician Feng, who said that he was old and that Feng Wushang's medical skills were no less than his own.

Nangong Wu understood what the old physician Feng meant: sending Feng Wushang to the palace was to pave the way for his grandson.

With the Prince of Zhenyuan's mansion as his backer, if Feng Wushang's medical skills are truly that good, it won't be long before he can secure a place in the capital and even become a royal physician.

"Since he is the grandson of the old divine physician Feng, he must have received the old physician's true teachings and his medical skills must be excellent. In the future, we will have to trouble the divine physician Feng to take good care of the three children."

"Thank you for your trust, Your Highness." Feng Wushang's eyes were clear, and his posture was neither humble nor arrogant.

At this moment, Granny Feng entered with three wet nurses carrying children.

"These must be the young prince, the young nobleman, and the young princess, right?" Feng Wushang asked, looking at the three children.

When he arrived, he had already inquired about the situation at the Prince's residence from the guards who came to pick him up.

"Yes." Nangong Wu took her youngest daughter. "Now that Doctor Feng is here, please help examine the children!"

"Yes." Feng Wushang first took the pulses of his two sons, and then Xiao Xi'er.

"The young prince and the young princess are in good health and there is nothing wrong with them. However, the young princess is somewhat weak, which is a sign of a severe depletion of her innate vital energy. It may be a congenital deficiency that she had in the womb."

"Do you have a solution?" Nangong Wu asked him.