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The two maidservants had worried looks, but Bai Feiyue merely smiled. "Let's go see our Prime Minister."

Look, the previous Eldest Young Miss had never spoken in such a manner, and her words were actually devoid of respect for the Prime Minister.

When Bai Feiyue woke up and saw that the Prime Minister was so worried about his daughter's life and death, he thought that Fu Yun truly loved Fu Ziqian.

Fu Yun was a person that was able to travel a thousand miles. They were all in the same place, but she actually had hope against Yun Che? It was also because she was stupid.

Walking out of the courtyard, he turned a corner. Bai Feiyue saw the wonderful scenery of the mansion.

The trees were green and the flowers were bright. A dark green stream flowed down the pavilion corridor from the flowers to the rocks. In the distance, the pavilion, Qianyu, carved and embroidered, was hidden between the trees of the col. On the pavilion's cliff, the beast face vomited.

Along the way, Bai Feiyue had wondered to himself more than once just how much cream the Prime Minister's Estate had plundered and then plundered. And yet it was still so vividly displayed. Truly a talent. No wonder he had to ingratiate himself with Yu Qianlou. Was he afraid of being cut apart after he ascended the throne?

Suddenly, a touch of white entered his eyes. Bi Chun said softly, "It's Miss Long. Why did Master let her out?"

Qiu Qi pulled Bi Chun a bit, Fu Meiyan had already approached, and the two of them bent over and bowed.

Fu Xinyan was wearing a plain silk dress today, which was wrapped tightly around her waist. The red silk dress was embroidered with plum blossoms, giving her a sorrowful look, and adding to it was a feeling of gentleness and gentleness.

Bai Feiyue had previously heard of Fu Meiyan, but she was born one day later than Fu Zixian and became the second young miss, but that did not matter. After all, Fu Zixian was just a concubine, and she was a direct descendant. Not only was she talented, she was already the number one talented girl in the Western Kingdom at the age of fifteen. It was a pity that on this continent, culture was never the best. What was revered was force, and what was revered was endless power! Here, the strong preyed on the weak! Survival of the fittest!

Bai Feiyue didn't plan to pay any attention to her, but Fu Meiyan smiled and stopped her. She asked affectionately, "Big Sis is going to find father?"

She looked at him coldly, "If I remember correctly, you're still grounded right?"

The smile froze on Fu Xinyan's face. A flash of hatred passed through her eyes, and she smiled again. "Father already let me out. It's just that … Third Sister …"

He didn't say anything, but his intentions were all gone.

Bai Feiyue looked at her, not saying a word.

Seeing that she did not answer, he was not embarrassed, so he continued, "Big sister, when third sister first told you about the imperial edict bestowing the marriage, she did not know that you would commit suicide to resist, do not blame her, father is still angry right now, I have just been released, and I do not dare to plead for third sister. Big sister, since you are fine now, why not ask father to release third sister."

That's right, her survival in this body was all thanks to these two sisters. But suicide by consuming poison? Insolent?

Her lips curled up in a smile, and for a moment all the flowers in the room were drained of color. Fu Xinyan bit her lips, wishing she could slap her in her face. She really did not understand how the Heavens could be so unfair in giving this idiot such a good piece of skin.

Bai Feiyue moved closer to her, and she said softly, "Why would third sister tell me about the imperial edict? Don't tell me second sister doesn't know? If you don't know, why would father ban you as well? Suicide by consuming poison? My dear sister, how could I have poison? You want me to plead for the murderer? Fu Xinyan, is your title of a talented girl based on your thick skin? If that's the case, why aren't you going to shamelessly beg your mother, and have her plead on behalf of your third sister as if she were begging for mercy? "

The blood drained from Fu Xinyan's face. She looked at Bai Feiyue in disbelief. How did she know?

"Elder sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand." She shook her head weakly.