Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 845 The Substitute Bride (7)

The matter of the War King's ancestral hall could not be kept from the emperor sitting in his high hall, nor could it be kept from the censors.

These past two days, the court has been in an uproar over this matter. Vice Minister Wang quickly distanced himself from the situation, saying that he knew nothing about the War Prince's Mansion and that his innocent daughter had perished in the fire at the tender age of 18.

Seeing that Vice Minister Wang was crying with snot and tears streaming down his face, the emperor could not openly blame him. He could only tell him to take it easy and symbolically fine him half a year's salary.

However, the investigation into the War King's case still needs to continue. Two days have passed, and the War King's body has not yet been unearthed.

As long as the War King Xie Manlou lives, the emperor will have no peace of mind.

Xie Manlou, whom everyone was concerned about, was also having a hard time. He had lost his spiritual support and his practical support. At this moment, he was immersed in his own mental world and didn't want to get up. He couldn't understand why his life had become like this.

After the man lost his eyes and stopped speaking, no one could tell whether he was conscious or unconscious.

Ye Feisheng sat by Xie Manlou's bedside. "Your Highness, are you awake?"

Xie Manlou remained silent, while Ye Feisheng continued, "Your Highness, are you awake?"

"Is there anything I can help you with, miracle doctor?"

Ye Feisheng: "Your Highness, I was just concerned about you."

"Oh."

Xie Manlou didn't want to concern himself with court affairs, nor did he want to speak, so he pretended to be dead again.

"Your Highness, I will surely enable you to see all things in the world."

"You said last time that you could help me stand up and run again."

After Xie Manlou gave up on himself, he became much less polite in his speech and didn't give Ye Feisheng a kind look.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feisheng suppressed his grief and comforted him, saying, "Your Highness, who has injured you so badly? I will avenge you."

Xie Manlou's voice was filled with hatred, "If it weren't for that old scoundrel Wang's daughter, my sons Ziqi and Zixi wouldn't have died."

Order all guards to kill her at all costs.

"Your Highness, the ancestral hall is on fire, and His Majesty is ordering an investigation. It may not be appropriate to issue an execution order at this time."

No sooner had Ye Feisheng uttered these words than blood trickled from Xie Manlou's lips. "Don't lie to me—"

"Your Highness, Your Highness,"

Not hearing Xie Manlou speak, Ye Feisheng quickly took his pulse and found that he had fainted again due to anger.

Ye Feisheng felt a pang of guilt. Had he known this would happen, he wouldn't have told the prince about the affairs of the manor.

At this point, we couldn't keep repeating this matter in his ear; we could only ask the servants to brew some calming soup for the prince to drink.

Ye Feisheng covered Xie Manlou with a light blanket, hoping that no matter what his prince had experienced, he would recover after a good night's sleep.

The fact that he had eaten his fill made Xiong Bufan extremely happy, but he was also a little unhappy about having to sleep on the hard roof beams at night.

Previously, after eating their fill, Big Cat and the other beggars would not go to sleep immediately. Instead, they would share their experiences of the day, whether they had met kind ladies, or which family was more difficult to deal with, or simply boast about how powerful they were.

But they all went to bed early today, afraid that the big cat would scold them for deserting their post, and also afraid of being beaten by Xiong Bufan.

Big Cat: "Where did you all go today?"

Finding no one to speak up, the big cat didn't bother kicking them one by one and threatened, "Give me 30% more of the benefits tomorrow. If you don't, don't blame me for being impolite."

Even beggars have to pay each other a fee, but I haven't had a chance to give it to them yet, and they've started pretending to be asleep.

Xiong Bufan lingered at the entrance of the dilapidated temple, not wanting to go in. She didn't want to live on the cold pillars, where she was afraid to even turn over in her sleep.

Kongkong: "Bufan, why don't we take the golden bed out?"

"No need, I know where I'm going. I still have a cheap husband." With that, Xiong Bufan turned and ran.

Xiong Bufan always seems to have inexhaustible energy, and Kongkong is still getting used to it.

Xiong Bufan followed the scent all the way to a house two miles from the city gate.

From the outside, the house looks like an ordinary farmhouse, but when many houses are grouped together, it looks like a residential complex.

Xiong Bufan jumped into the courtyard, found an empty house, and moved in.

Kongkong felt this was wrong, but she couldn't bear to let Xiong Bufan suffer, so she could only make others suffer a little.

Ye Feisheng stayed by Xie Manlou's side the whole time, unaware that his room had been occupied.

After Xie Manlou was overcome with anger, he fell into a nightmare and refused to wake up.

"Your Highness, everyone needs you. Please wake up soon and recover your health..."

Xie Manlou: How can I wake up if I have no eyes?

When Xiong Bufan woke up, he would sneak food into the cafeteria. When he was sleepy, he would hide in his room to sleep. For several days in a row, no one discovered Xiong Bufan's whereabouts.

Only the cook knew that the food was missing, and he reported it to the steward. However, the steward simply sent someone to guard the kitchen and allocated money to buy more food, without taking any other action.

Xiong Bufan lived like a parasite in Xie Manlou's house for seven or eight days, spending his days eating and sleeping.

Kongkong was a little worried that the mission would fail. "Bufan, what should we do about the mission now?"

"What is the original owner's wish?"

Kongkong: "She didn't say."

Based on past experience, the original owner did not allow the mission taker to fall in love with the War King, nor did he allow him to take revenge on the royal family.

Another point is that the Wang family cannot be completely ignored.

Xiong Bufan: "Understood. I won't let Zhan Wang go. I'll wait for him to die and then inherit his legacy."

"Ok."

The slogans were still chanted as usual, but when it came to actually doing the work, Xiong Bufan was still too lazy to move.

Xie Manlou pondered in the darkness, completed his self-strategy in the dark, and finally his condition improved, allowing Ye Feisheng to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Your Highness, I will definitely find a good medicine to cure your legs and eyes."

"Feisheng, I believe you."

There is a place that has been passed down in the martial arts world—Ghost Doctor Valley. It is said that as long as you go there, you can cure any kind of difficult disease. Moreover, the ghost doctor there can heal bones, save lives, and even compete with the King of Hell for heads.

Ye Feisheng grew up hearing stories of Ghost Doctor Valley, but had never been there. He was willing to try it for Xie Manlou.

Xie Manlou: "Feisheng, you've worked hard these past few days. Go back and rest first. I need to calm down too."

"it is good."

Ordinary people do not set foot in Ye Feisheng's room. It is cleaned once a day by a medicine boy, but Xiong Bufan had already hidden away by then, so no one knew where Xiong Bufan was.

When Ye Feisheng entered the room and saw Xiong Bufan sitting on the bed, he was startled and instinctively dropped the poison in his hand. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The poison powder had no effect on Xiong Bufan. Xiong Bufan replied, "None of your business."