After the divorce, the princess was forced to raise a sickly villain

Feng Jinzhi's injuries had not yet fully recovered, and he was beaten with fifty boards again, which almost cost him his life.

When he was carried back to the mansion in a daze, his face was pale, his hair was messy, and his clothes were covered with blood. His injuries were horrible. Madam Feng cried breathlessly and yelled uncontrollably for someone to call a doctor. This time she had no energy to curse the culprit. Instead, she was more anxious than angry, and she felt like a basin of cold water was poured over her head.

"Prime Minister, this... what should we do? What should we do?" Madam Feng was so anxious that she was like an ant on a hot pot. "The third prince was demoted, and the imperial concubine was demoted. Jinzhi was punished so severely, I... we..."

Although the rest of the words were not finished, they all knew what it meant.

The emperor was angry, and millions of people died.

Although they would not have a million corpses, the prince's success and failure would affect all of them. The sudden fall of favor from Concubine Feng and her son would definitely implicate the Feng family.

Prime Minister Feng's expression was pale and his brows were tightly locked. He watched the servants carefully cut Jinzhi's clothes that were stuck together by blood. Feng Jinzhi, who was in a coma, was twitching in pain, which made him, as a father, feel distressed.

However, compared with the current situation, what was this flesh wound?

Prime Minister paced silently, his expression covered with a layer of gloomy and uneasy luster. After so many years of immersion in officialdom, no one knew better than him what would happen to a family that lost the emperor's heart.

During this period, they seemed to be in bad luck. From the Hong family to the third prince, to the prime minister's mansion and the concubine's mother and daughter, they suffered setbacks one after another, and each setback almost peeled them alive.

And the culprit of all this...

A trace of viciousness flashed in Prime Minister Feng's eyes, and his hands behind his back clenched into fists uncontrollably.

The reason they ended up in this situation was entirely due to Chu Qinghuang!

A chaotic sound of footsteps sounded, and the servant of the Xiangfu led the doctor in hurriedly: "Doctor, come and see the young master! The young master is a little seriously injured, please move gently-"

"Prince!" The confidant outside hurriedly stepped over the threshold, walked to the side of Feng Xiang, and reported in a low voice, "Prince Rong and Prince Kang went to the Princess's Mansion to plead guilty in person. The Princess did not meet the princes, but allowed the prince of Prince Rong's Mansion to enter the mansion. I don't know what the situation is now. Does the Prime Minister have any plans?"

Plan?

Feng Xiang turned his head to look at his son lying unconscious on the bed, thinking coldly, if he could really plan, he would want to cut Chu Qinghuang into pieces now!

His gums were almost bitten to pieces, and Feng Xiang suppressed the hatred of wanting to eat Chu Qinghuang alive, and closed his eyes: "Prepare the carriage."

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

"Yes!" The confidant took the order and left.

"Prime Minister." Madam Feng looked at him in disbelief, "You are going to the Princess's Mansion?"

Prime Minister Feng said coldly, "What else can I do?"

"You are a powerful prime minister, the head of all officials. Do you want to bow your head and apologize to a teenage girl?" Madam Feng was shocked, "If it gets out, how will the Prime Minister's Mansion maintain its reputation? Where is the Prime Minister's majesty? How can you gain a foothold in the court in the future?"

Prime Minister Feng's tone was gloomy: "If you don't apologize, are you waiting for a charge of murdering the princess to be detained, and the whole mansion will suffer?!"

After saying this, he no longer cared about Madam Feng's expression and walked out angrily.

It was dark outside.

Prime Minister Feng's eyebrows were shrouded in a thick haze. He was angry at the Sixth Princess's impulsiveness and resentful of Chu Qinghuang's coldness and ruthlessness. He was even more angry that the emperor was easily influenced by Chu Qinghuang's thoughts, and even his own son and daughter were not spared.

He is simply a tyrant!

"Prime Minister!" The guard outside the door came quickly, "Just got the news that Prince Rong and several princes have left the Princess's mansion in a carriage."

Prime Minister Feng paused, "Have they met the Princess?"

"No." The guard shook his head, "Her Highness the Princess will not meet anyone."

Very arrogant.

Prime Minister Feng stopped, stood alone for a moment, coldly brushed his robe sleeves, turned around and walked back.