She rubbed her brows and stared at him. She was already certain that he really did not remember what she had said just now, nor did he remember the pain that caused his face to twist and his body to convulse.
Although she couldn't find out what was wrong with him just now, she could guess that this was definitely the doing of the current Phoenix King.
The greatest possibility was that the Phoenix Sovereign had placed a powerful restriction on his soul, preventing him from remembering his identity as the Demon God World's Emperor Phoenix. Once he recalled it, the restriction would be triggered, instantly erasing all memories related to it.
In this way, Feng Wuchen could be an ordinary mortal forever, never able to awaken the hidden phoenix bloodline and return to the Fey God Realm.
Qingli's eyes were cold.
She had thought that the Phoenix King was cruel to her, but now it seemed that the Phoenix King was even more cruel to Feng Wuchen.
This was his younger brother.
Feng Wuchen was not a patient person. Seeing that Qingli was not speaking, he frowned." What exactly is it?"”
Qingli did not argue with him. It was his fault for not remembering what had just happened.
She was considering how to tell him about the little phoenix egg.
If he could not mention the words "Demon God Realm" and "Phoenix clan" to him, and if he could not explain his true identity to him, how could he explain the origins of the little Phoenix egg?
If he could not explain to him why his child was a little phoenix egg, how could he convince him to voluntarily contribute phoenix blood to feed the little phoenix?
Qingli felt a headache.
Feng Wuchen stared at Qingli for a while, then said," It seems that you haven't thought of how to say it. Think about it for a while. I'll be in the kitchen. Call me when you've thought it through."”
With that, he stood up and left.
As soon as he walked out of the central room, he saw Uncle Zhao running over from the west of the fishing village, panting.
The moment Uncle Zhao entered, he shouted anxiously," Grand grandson, please go to Minister Jin's house to take a look. Your old man was almost beaten to death by the servants in Minister Jin's residence. His face is covered in blood. It looks scary."
Feng Wuchen's pupils constricted. His grandfather had been beaten up by Minister Jin.
This did not happen in his previous life.
No matter what the reason was, anyone who dared to hurt his family had to be prepared to pay with their lives.
His eyes were filled with killing intent as he took out a jade whistle from his waist and blew it.
The moment all the Imperial Army soldiers in the fishing village heard the whistle, they all took off their fishermen's uniforms and threw them on the ground, revealing the red Imperial Army uniforms inside. Their shouts shook the sky.
"Take your weapons, His Highness Taisun is urgently summoning you.”
Everyone marched in unison.
Feng Wuchen carried the whistle behind him. He was in a hurry to save the girl. As he strode out, he said to Qingli, who was in the main room," Please have a seat, Miss. I'll excuse myself."”
Qingli stood up." Let's go together."
He was in trouble, which was exactly what she wanted.
If she went to help him solve the problem, then she could logically ask him for blood to feed the little phoenix, right?
Feng Wuchen glanced at her, who had caught up with him, and continued to move forward.
When they arrived at Minister Jin's house, the door was crowded with people watching the show.
Feng Wuchen could hear the arrogant curses of the servants in the courtyard, as well as the cries of the elderly.
"Damn old man, you still dare to dodge. You think we didn't beat you hard enough, right?”
"Don't hit me, I'm bleeding a lot, I want to see a doctor.”
"You still want to see a doctor? Bah, you broke our minister's ancestral treasure, that's a priceless thing, you'd better think about how to compensate our minister's loss.”
Feng Wuchen's face was as dark as water. He raised his hand and waved. The Imperial Army soldiers behind him split into two groups and rushed forward. They parted the crowd and cleared a path.
Feng Wuchen strode into the courtyard.
He immediately saw his grandfather surrounded by his servants. His hair was disheveled and his head was covered in blood.
Feng Wuchen's eyes were filled with killing intent.
"Where are the Imperial Army soldiers?"
The imperial guards stepped forward in an orderly manner with their sabers." Your Highness.”
He looked at the servants." Tie them up. I'll cripple whichever hand they used to hurt the person.”
"As Your Highness commands."
The imperial guards rushed into the courtyard and arrested the servants who were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy.
The plump Minister Jin under the eaves was frightened when he saw this. He knelt down and kowtowed." Your Highness!”
Feng Wuchen turned a blind eye.
He went over to help the old man up from the ground.
"Grandfather, Chen 'er is here. Don't be afraid.”
When the old man saw Feng Wuchen, he burst into tears." Chen 'er, Chen' er, it hurts. They hit me. I'm bleeding."”
Feng Wuchen wiped the blood off the old man's face and coaxed him gently." They made you bleed. Chen 'er, make them pay with their lives, okay?"
The old man was stunned and shook his head." Chen 'er, be good. Don't kill anyone. Let's not kill anyone. Just beat them up."”
Feng Wuchen smiled and nodded.
After wiping the blood, he found that the old man only had a large cut on his forehead and was not seriously injured. Only then did he relax a little.
"Your Highness, medicine for wounds."
An imperial guard came forward with medicine for wounds.
He took the medicine and gently applied it to his grandfather.
His maternal grandfather's name was Gu Songhe. He was the current prime minister. Four years ago, he was framed by the imperial consort and imprisoned. Then, he saw his maternal grandmother, a few uncles, and more than ten grandchildren of all sizes beheaded and died tragically in front of him. The old man could not bear it and went crazy.
A famous minister of a generation had now become a crazy old man.
After Feng Wuchen finished applying medicine to his grandfather, he looked coldly at the trembling Minister Jin.
Minister Jin kowtowed and said in a trembling voice," Your Highness, I didn't know that I hit your grandfather. Please spare my life."”
Feng Wuchen said indifferently," So, you blame me for being too low-key and causing you to accidentally injure someone?"”
Minister Jin was so scared that his heart almost jumped out." I wouldn't dare!”
Feng Wuchen waved his sleeves coldly and said to the Imperial Army," Drag Minister Jin and all the servants outside and beat each of them with thirty sticks.”
Minister Jin was so frightened that he begged loudly,"Your Highness, please spare me!"
Feng Wuchen lowered his head and looked at Minister Jin, who had collapsed to the ground in fear." My grandfather destroyed your family heirloom. You can detain him and ask his family for compensation, but you shouldn't have done this without informing his family.”
He sneered." What? You're sizing me up because I can't afford to pay, so you beat me up first to vent your anger, huh?”
Minister Jin's intestines turned green with regret, and tears flowed down his face." I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. I was just too angry and forgot my limits.”
Feng Wuchen raised his hand to signal for him to shut up and had the imperial guards drag him out.
He said lightly," I'll talk to you about the compensation after we're done.”
The Imperial Army ignored Minister Jin and the servants 'cries and pleas and quickly dragged them out of the courtyard.
He used the same stick that they had used to beat Gu Songhe to beat everyone up 30 times.
No matter how loud the screams outside were, Feng Wuchen was indifferent. He gently helped Gu Songhe sit on a chair under the eaves and combed the old man's messy hair.
Qingli stood quietly outside the crowd, looking at Feng Wuchen's gentle treatment of his maternal grandfather while touching his abdomen.
Just now, the little phoenix egg in her stomach had heard Feng Wuchen's domineering protection and gentle comfort to her grandfather. The little fellow who had been playing around suddenly quieted down.
Feeling wronged and sad, it transmitted its thoughts to Qingli." Daddy is bad, good to others, and fierce to the little phoenix. He protects others and wants to kill the little phoenix.”
A wisp of demonic power wrapped around Qingli's fingertips and seeped into her abdomen to gently comfort the little fellow.
This little thing did not know what rebirth and past life meant. It also did not understand how bad it had done to its father in its past life. Therefore, when it saw how its father treated it, it naturally felt wronged and sad.
When Feng Wuchen put the crown back on his grandfather's head, the imperial guards dragged Minister Jin back to the courtyard and threw him in front of him.
He turned back to look at Minister Jin, who was covered in blood.
"You just said that my grandfather broke your family's heirloom.”
" Since it's your family's heirloom, you naturally wouldn't allow anyone to get close to and touch it as they please. There must be many people guarding it.
My grandfather was delirious. How did he break through the heavy guards? There were so many people staring at your treasure, so how could he have the chance to break it?”
He said," If it's really my grandfather's fault, I'll definitely compensate you for your losses.”
But if you frame my grandfather, don't blame me for destroying your Jin family today.”
As he said this, he, who had been in a high position for a long time, emitted a powerful aura, and killing intent appeared in his eyes.
Minister Jin's already pale face instantly turned even paler.
He trembled as he recounted what had happened.
"Your Highness, the matter is like this. The magistrate's mother is about to celebrate her birthday, so this humble person wants to give the family heirloom Red Coral Tree to the magistrate to build a relationship with him, so that he can request the magistrate to recommend me to the imperial physician in the palace to treat my hidden illness of being infertile.
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"Thinking that this red coral tree would belong to someone else in the future and I would never be able to see it again, I invited a few friends who had long wanted to admire the red coral tree to my house to enjoy it.
The red coral tree in my house is blood-red like jade. If you put it under the sun, you will see the blood flowing inside it. It is extremely beautiful, so I placed it on the table in the courtyard.
He pointed at the table in the southwest corner.
Feng Wuchen looked over. There was indeed a pile of red fragments under the table.
Minister Jin continued," A few of my friends were admiring it, intoxicated. Your Highness, your grandfather suddenly passed by the door and pointed at my red coral tree, saying that it was fake.”
"I can't believe a crazy old man is spouting nonsense like this.”
"This is my family heirloom. It has been passed down for 200 years. How can it be fake?"
"Besides, this is something I want to give to the magistrate. He insisted that it was a fake. If the magistrate heard about it, I would not be able to build up my relationship and would even anger the magistrate.”
"So I asked the servant to let him in and let him tell me how my red coral tree was fake.”
"He approached the table and circled the red coral tree twice. He kept muttering that it was a fake, but when I asked him to show me the evidence, he refused to say anything.”
"I observed him carefully and found that there seemed to be something wrong with his mind, so I asked the servant to send him away.”
"Who knew that when he saw the servant coming to pull him, he actually went crazy and threw the red coral tree off the table.”
" Seeing the red coral tree smashed into pieces, he laughed and pointed at the pieces on the ground, saying,'Look, evidence, evidence, this is evidence of a counterfeit.'”
Minister Jin finished his story and looked at Feng Wuchen with a trembling face." I was so angry that I asked the servants to beat him up like he was crazy.”
Feng Wuchen turned to look at his grandfather.
The old man shrunk his neck, then tugged at Feng Wuchen's sleeve and muttered," It's fake, it's fake. Chen 'er, tell them that it's fake.”
It seemed that Minister Jin was not lying.
Feng Wuchen comforted the old man gently." Alright, Grandfather, don't worry. Chen 'er, go and take a look."”
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