led the excitement in the beggars' eyes. Some had even begun to untie their clothes, eager to take possession of the young girl before them."Guys, this is the Fourth Miss of the Feng family. Don't und...Yao Wan'ying would naturally understand the Empress's meaning; she and Huangfu Ying had long since become a thing of the past.

“You should tell Xi’er Yaohua Princess about the conferring of her title yourself. I shall return to the Daming Dynasty first.”

Yao Wan'ying responded and stepped back, Huang Fuying withdrew her gaze after a long while.

"Your Majesty, you still can't let go"

"I just felt that it was not easy for Wan Ying and her mother, so I wanted to help them more."

Huangpu Ying stood up and took the Empress's hand, "Empress, helping Xi'er is also helping Yun'er's future."

"I understand."

Could she possibly not know that it was Yao Wan'ying's help that allowed her to marry Huangfu Ying as she wished Though a little jealous, the Emperor was right, helping Xi'er was also helping Yun'er. How could she not know this

Feng Lingxi and Xiaoli came to the street. After the rain, the weather was sunny. The streets of the capital were still bustling with people. Street vendors hawked their wares, making it a lively scene.

"Miss, shall we go to the teahouse for tea"

Xiao Li gave the Princess a knowing glance, Feng Ling Xi nodded. Someone was following them, let's go into the teahouse first and see if it's really someone from the teahouse.

The two of them went to the teahouse and sat in their previous spot. As they watched the waiter bring the tea, Feng Lingxi couldn't help but take a few extra glances at him. This young waiter had a clear and handsome face. Although he wore a silly grin, his ten fingers were long and slender, without calluses. How could hands like this belong to someone who did rough work

"Miss, your tea."

The young waiter's voice was pleasing to the ear. As he put down the tea, his eyes lingered on Feng Lingxi, and he smiled at her. Feng Lingxi smiled faintly, "Waiter, why are you looking so unfamiliar I don't seem to have seen you before"

"That's right, we often come to the tea house. How come we've never seen you before"

"Miss, I just arrived a few days ago. We'll get to know each other better if we meet several times."

The waiter looked at Feng Lingxi and urged, "Miss, have some tea."

"Come get some pastries, let's sit and chat for a while."

Xiao Li spoke, Xiao Er responded and retreated, walking to a corner and secretly glancing. He saw Feng Ling Xi holding a teacup, sipping it gently, a flash of killing intent passing through her eyes. As expected, she had lost her memory.

Feng Lingxi put down her teacup, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her brow, and stared at Xiao Er's departing figure. "You were right, it seems like this place is truly inconvenient."

"Miss, this tea..."

"Drug test."

This is the first time I've been deceived, how could I be deceived again Just now, she only used a silver needle at the corner of her lips to test. From Xia Er's angle, it seemed that she had indeed drunk the tea.

"We'll pretend to be poisoned in a bit."

Feng Lingxi whispered, "Strike when the iron is hot."

Xiao Li nodded, the two sat for a while, watching Xia Er come over, Feng Ling Xi lay down, pretending to be poisoned.

The waiter quickly put down the pastries, looked at the tea on the table, then at Feng Lingxi and Xiaoli, waved his hand, and said, "Take them down."

Several figures appeared in the darkness, immediately stepping forward to help her prepare to leave. Suddenly, a group of black-clad men surrounded them, and Xiao Er stared nervously at the black-clad men before him.

"Let them go."

“Don't come any closer, or I'll kill them.” Xiao Er’s voice suddenly turned cold. A scream pierced the air, and the two men holding onto Xiao Li were sent sprawling to the ground by a single kick from her. Wind Ling Xi's voice rang out, icy and sharp.

"If you want to kill me, see if you have the ability."

The waiter's expression changed drastically. Looking at the two people beside Feng Lingxi falling to the ground, he was filled with disbelief.

"Take him prisoner, but don't kill him. Bring him back."

As soon as Feng Lingxi finished speaking, the little waiter suddenly burst into laughter. He bit down hard with a *pfft*, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth as he looked at Feng Lingxi. Feng Lingxi rushed over quickly, but it was too late.

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"Miss, he committed suicide by biting his tongue."

Feng Ling Xi reached towards his breath, but there was none left.

"It's really ruthless. This Yao Feifei would never do this, I underestimated them."

Feng Ling ordered someone to take the body out. The teahouse owner heard the commotion and hurried over, seeing the young waiter killed, he stammered, "This..."

"This man tried to assassinate my young mistress but failed. In despair, he bit his tongue and committed suicide. Please, sir, come with us back to the magistrate's office."

Seeing the man in black pull down his face mask and reveal a token, Feng Lingxi was astonished. It belonged to Huangfu Qingyun! She had just thought it was someone sent by her mother. It seemed there were many people secretly protecting her.

"This... this isn't my fault."

The teahouse owner panicked, but was escorted out by the guards to be searched. At the same time, officials arrived and sealed off the teahouse, taking everyone away.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes watched what was happening at the teahouse. The eyes were fixed on Feng Lingxi, who seemed oblivious to everything, and the fists clenched in anger.

"I haven't lied to you, have I Feng Lingxi definitely hasn't lost her memory. Someone who has lost their memory wouldn't have such awareness."

It was Dugu Xiu who opened his mouth. Upon learning that Feng Lingxi was still alive, he went to the capital and found Yao Feifei, secretly manipulating all of this. However, what he never expected was that Feng Lingxi's amnesia was a pretense. A little probing revealed the truth.

This Feng Lingxi is well-hidden, luckily he didn't make a move, otherwise, he would be the one dead today.

"She's really lucky."

Yaofei clenched her fists, "If I can't kill her, how can I avenge my grandfather"

A gentleman seeks revenge for ten years, not too late. If you don't even understand this truth, then go ahead.

"What shall we do now Both Dugu Cheng and Huangfu Qingyun are not in the city. If we fail this time, there will be no other chance to get the Zi Xing. Don't you want the Yao Clan's treasures"

Dugu Xiu embraced Yao Feifei, his evil eyes scanning her face. Looking at her angry gaze, he smirked wickedly.

With me here, do you think you won't be able to get it

"You promised me you'd kill her. Now that so many of my people are dead, it's your turn to make a move."

Dugu Cheng sniffed the scent on her, a sneer curving his lips.

"Remember, we still have pieces to play. No need to rush."

What's most urgent is Feng Lingxi, she can’t find Yao Feifei and the Empress Dowager, she would go mad with worry.

And he, just needs to wait!

Feng Lingxi felt a pair of eyes staring at her from behind. She suddenly turned around, searching everywhere, but saw nothing suspicious. Her brow furrowed in confusion, could she have been mistaken

"Miss, what's wrong"

Xiao Li hurried to follow the princess's footsteps, looking around. "With such a commotion just now, it's impossible to find Yao Feifei today."

"I feel like someone's watching me, Xiaoli. Do you think they'll keep monitoring us forever"

Feng Lingxi furrowed her brow in thought, "If this young waiter hadn't died, we might have been able to glean some clues. But now, it seems like we've made a wasted trip."

"Miss, safety is the most important thing. If we can't find it, it's okay. We'll just slowly wear them down. I believe that as long as they still want Purple Star, they will definitely look for an opportunity to make a move."

Feng Lingxi nodded and returned to Yao's residence.

At the corner of the teahouse, a woman wearing a veil looked up and stared at the second floor of the opposite tavern. She watched the couple watching the play there, and murderous intent flashed in her eyes. Yu Xi sitting in the front hall, sipping tea. Days hadn't passed yet, but Feng Yu Xi had lost weight. It seemed that when Dugu Yan was ill, she truly suffered.When Feng Lingxi came, Feng Yu Xi stood...