If she hadn't thought of a better idea, Feng Yuheng thought that she really wanted to beat this woman to death at this moment, or throw it into the pile of men to suffer. Don't you like climbing into the bed, so let her climb to enjoy it.

But she didn't do that because she had a better idea.

Her lips curled up, leaving the woman in the space, quickly left the palace, and ran straight towards Prince Sheng's mansion.

In the Sheng Palace, the Eighth Prince Xuan Tianmo had already fallen asleep, and it was time to sleep soundly. However, people like them who practice martial arts are very vigilant. Even if they fall asleep, they are much more energetic than when they are awake.

However, this kind of vigilance is useless to Feng Yuheng, just like the strictness of the entire Prince Sheng Mansion like an iron cage, which is useless to her. When she goes to the palace, she is just like going to the kitchen of her own. When she comes to the palace, she is no different from visiting the imperial garden of the palace. Those secret guards are nothing in her eyes. If she is interested, she can destroy a group of people at will.

However, she was not completely careless. At least when she used the space to select the landing distance in Xuan Tianmo's room, she carefully arranged the layout, such as anesthesia needle in her hand, measuring the distance, and as soon as she appeared, she had to listen to the movement to ensure that Xuan Tianmo was asleep and that there was no one else in the room.

After all this was done, he dared to appear, and then as soon as he appeared, he stabbed the needle with the instant anesthetic medicine into Xuan Tianmo's body. So much so that before Xuan Tianmo opened his eyes, he fell asleep and was completely unconscious.

Feng Yuheng stood beside the bed with a sneer, holding the person Xiaoshi who had climbed onto Zirui's bed in his hand. He didn't delay at the moment and directly took off the clothes of the two of them. Until they stripped them all, they stuffed another pill into Xuan Tianmo's mouth, and knocked them hard, and the pill was removed.

As for the woman, she didn't spare the other party. She drew up an injection that had been prepared in the space and pierced into the woman's body without hesitation.

It was a viral agent for the disease of the flower and willow. Feng Yuheng now regrets why he didn't have a few injections of the disease? Otherwise, he would have given the eighth prince a good injection to let him taste the pain of having a terminal illness.

The reason why this injection was not directly used on Xuan Tianmo was because she had given Xuan Tianmo a yang-enhancing medicine, and it was expected that Xuan Tianmo would have sex with the woman after she woke up. And she had to let his illness get infected from this woman, so that the group of evil people in the palace who were training people to be involved together. If she wanted to harm her younger brother, she had to take the other party in a nutshell, and she could not keep the group of people and then harm others.

As for the matter, she looked at the two people who were "entangled" on the bed with satisfaction. If it weren't for the fact that this era was really not suitable for photos, she really wanted to take a picture of the scene and spill it out, so that the eighth prince's reputation would be a good defeat. But if the eighth prince was caught, she was still satisfied with what she did. Although it was not a disease that could not be cured, even if she had that disease, it would be quite embarrassing to treat it, let alone a dignified prince.

Finally finished what he should do, Feng Yuheng returned to the Imperial Palace easily. Xuan Tianming was still waiting for her. She talked about the matter tonight. Xuan Tianming was quick, but she was also a little worried about Zi Rui's situation. He discussed with Feng Yuheng: "It's always impossible for you to enter the palace alone. I'll go tomorrow!" But thinking about it again, if the palace is not used to rely on Feng Yuheng's Qiankun space, it would be a bit difficult for him to enter, and he became embarrassed for a while.

Feng Yuheng shook his hand gently and said, "It's okay, it's better for me to go in alone. I haven't searched Yuan Shufei's palace courtyard yet, so I'm not at ease. I just go and search tomorrow night. Husband, what I'm doing is just a matter of digging the corners. What you and Brother Qi have to do is a big deal. Don't worry, hand the palace to me. As for the deployment and arrangements outside, I can't help much."

He rubbed her hair with a doting heart. The crisis in recent days has affected their couple's quality of life. Feng Yuheng stayed and ran to the palace all the time. He was busy outside all day long and would plan to go to the camp in the suburbs of Beijing tomorrow. If this continues, this girl wouldn't blame him, right?

Feng Yuheng seemed to see what he was thinking, and his face turned red and glared at him and said, "When is it that time? We have only gotten married for three years. I have already complained that, and who is like you, thinking about that matter all day long."

"Where do I have it!" Xuan Tianming was so embarrassed. He didn't think about it every day. He just sighed! The couple argued about this topic until dawn. It was not until Xuan Tianming was about to go to court that he felt regretful. It would be better to carry a gun to fight if he had the time and mood to argue! Is he stupid?

Feng Yuheng didn't think about whether he was stupid. He was busy outside for a night. As soon as her husband left, she started to sleep on the bed without saying a word. Wangchuan and Huangquan were also used to Feng Yuheng's daily routine of sleeping during the night, and no one disturbed her. Even the people in the yard were much lighter, just to make Feng Yuheng have a good sleep.

After all, I will celebrate the New Year in a few days. Try to make the bad atmosphere in the palace make people lose their mood for the New Year. But this is the first year that Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming have spent in the Royal Palace after their wedding. Mrs. Zhou felt that she could not be wronged, so she arranged for a reservation early.

The other end of Qingyu was also working with Mrs. Zhou. The two of them handled the work that was to be busy at both the Imperial Palace and the Princess's Mansion. Not only did the servants' clothes be made new, but they even bought all the gifts given by the New Year to the Yao Mansion and the Wenxuan Mansion. Especially on the other end of Yao Mansion, Mrs. Zhou felt that it was Feng Yuheng's mother's home after all, so she took the lead and gave each of the three Yao wives, all of which were inlaid with gold and jade. The style was specially designed by Qingyu and invited the jewelry shop to the jewelry shop. It was beautiful, not vulgar and not old-fashioned, and it looked very beautiful.

As for the Emperor's Mansion, Qingyu felt that she should give her servants some rewards in the name of Feng Yuheng, and the reward silver could not be released from the royal palace, and she had to leave the account at the other end of the Princess Mansion. The Princess Mansion had always had its own account, and many of Feng Yuheng's private books still left from the other end. What's more, the Princess Mansion was rich and the gold, silver and treasures placed in the underground warehouse were countless. So she went over to pick a lot of good things and calculated the number of people in the Royal Palace. In addition to rewarding silver, she could also ensure that everyone would get an item as a New Year gift. And Mrs. Zhou and Eunuch Zhang were even more special care, and the gifts were given were extremely heavy.

When Feng Yuheng woke up and Qingyu presented these plans and gift lists to Feng Yuheng one by one, she sighed: "It's almost the New Year?" She always thought about the things in the palace recently and forgot the New Year. Even if Zi Rui returned to Beijing, she couldn't let her feel the atmosphere of the New Year. "I'm afraid this year will be a little happy." She said while handing back the list in her hand to Qingyu, "Just do it as you arranged. I'm always the most at ease with you."

Qingyu did not give in, so he nodded directly, and then said, "In addition to the capital, there are Baicaotangs everywhere, Ji'an County, and our shops on the southern border. Wang Lin is here, so we don't have to worry about it. In Ji'an County, I took the initiative and sent a letter to the third lady with a flying eagle half a month ago, asking her and Aunt An to help us with these things. Although I haven't received the reply yet, I think it's no problem."

Qingyu mentioned Xiangrong, and Feng Yuheng sighed again. She said, "I originally wanted Xiangrong to come back to Beijing for the New Year, but after so many things happened in Beijing, I didn't want to call her back. I'd better rest assured on the other side of Ji'an County. When I returned to Beijing, I might have something to do." After that, she suddenly remembered something and quickly said to Wangchuan: "I have forgotten something. I promised Bai Ze that I would have given him a holiday during the New Year and let him go to Ji'an County to see Furong. Please think about it. Your Highness will bring up this matter tonight and let Bai Ze leave tomorrow. If you don't leave, it will be too late."

Wangchuan nodded and said nothing, but Huang Quan said, "From my gaze, Bai Ze can't leave anymore. In this situation, according to his temperament, if you think about Miss Bai's family in your heart, you will not be able to leave Your Highness and go to Ji'an County to have fun. This is the duty of being a close servant. Bai Ze has been following Your Highness since he was a child, so he will not misunderstand."

Wangchuan also thought so. She told Feng Yuheng: "The idea we have been instilled since childhood is to put the master first in everything, and personal feelings must be abandoned. Of course, strictly speaking, we cannot have feelings. All our feelings must be poured into the master. The master's life is our life. If there is danger around the master, we must never leave to do private affairs. This is the rule."

Feng Yuheng naturally knew this rule, but she still felt that it should be more humane and it was impossible to cultivate these people into machines. They should have their own emotions and ideas. Each of them is an independent individual, not for the so-called master.

But she was too lazy to talk about these principles. After all, the past thoughts were already deeply rooted in Wangchuan and the others. Even if she said it, the other party would not do what she wanted. It would be better to follow the rules of this era.

So she waved her hand, "Then let's talk about it! Anyway, it depends on his own meaning if he wants to leave."

That afternoon, Feng Yuheng finally took charge of the affairs of the Royal Palace as a hostess. But most of the servants presented the done things to her for her to see, including those clothes that had been prepared, and she felt very satisfied.

Of course, Mrs. Zhou also made new clothes for her and Xuan Tianming, but their clothes were relatively fine and had not been prepared yet. It would take a few days to see the finished product.

As time passed quickly, time felt like it was dark again in the blink of an eye. Huang Quan knew that she was going to enter the palace at night, so he advised her to finish dinner and sleep for a while. Zuo Xuan Tianming went to the camp and would not come back tonight.

Feng Yuheng couldn't sleep, but was thinking in his heart, what kind of virtue would the Ba Zhang have when he woke up?
Chapter completed!