章節 388: The Wicked Complain

Feng Linyuan raised his head, his fingers gently caressed the hair by her ears, and then caressed Bai Zheng's cheeks, leaving a kiss on her lips.

"Zheng cannot be hurt." Feng Linyuan stared deeply at Bai Zheng and slowly started laughing. That smile seemed to have an unprecedented warmth and clarity, "I, on the other hand, will never let Zheng leave."

"Alright. "As you wish."

Bai Zheng replied. Her lips carried a faint, somewhat helpless, yet hardly able to conceal her sweet smile.

Because they wanted to thoroughly investigate Feng Jingxuan's death, Feng Linche ordered the sealing of the Mansion of Third Prince and transferred over five hundred guards to monitor the various entrances and exits.

Those who attended the banquet that day, none of them were allowed to leave the Mansion of Third Prince.

The entire Mansion of Third Prince was guarded like an iron bucket, not even a fly could fly out.