The fate was changed, the mistress of the Hou family was slapped in the face and made money to win

Chapter 536 Feng Yimin was arrested?

Lin Jie was surprised. "Your Highness is talking about Feng Yimin. Is he the prefect of Songjiang Prefecture?"

Didn’t Your Highness already send people to kill and silence the witnesses? And the news of Feng Yimin’s death has also been reported back to the imperial city. How could he still be alive?

"That's right." Xiao Yi's eyes were gloomy. "It seems that the people sent didn't really succeed. It should be Shen Yanxi's people who saved him."

They had kept the news secret before, and now that the case had been closed, they secretly brought the person to the imperial city, which showed that Shen Yanxi and Jiang Suining really did not believe the current result.

If someone really were allowed into the imperial city and become a witness, some things would no longer be hidden!

Lin Jie carefully observed his master's reaction. Seeing Xiao Yi's grim expression, he spoke anxiously, "Your Highness, could it be that he knows what happened back then..."

Halfway through his words, Lin Jie suddenly stopped talking when he felt Xiao Yi's gaze on him, and he didn't dare to say any more.

"You really played a big role by Jiang Suining's side this time." Xiao Yi sneered, "Do you know where he is now?"

"According to Jiang Suining, the person is in a dilapidated temple ten miles outside the city. Your Highness, do you need me to take action tomorrow?"

Xiao Yi shook his head. "You are still useful to Jiang Suining. You don't have to do anything. Tomorrow you just need to follow Jiang Suining's instructions as usual. The rest, I will arrange."

"Yes, I obey!"

The night grew darker. Lin Jie put on his mask, left the study in the Fourth Prince's Mansion, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Early the next morning, he packed his luggage, said goodbye to Jiang Zhitong and Zheng and others, and headed out of the city to the dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city.

Shortly after Lin Jie left the city, a carriage followed.

Xiao Yi was wearing a black robe today. He was leaning against the carriage with his eyes half closed. The atmosphere was depressing.

Ever since he began to actively participate in government affairs and no longer avoided concealing his goal of winning the throne, he rarely wore the flashy bright red color like before, but instead became more and more fond of wearing dark and low-key colors.

As the carriage moved farther and farther away from the city gate, the surroundings became increasingly quiet.

When the carriage stopped, the leader of the secret guards whispered, "Your Highness, the road ahead is no longer suitable for carriages. We have to walk."

Xiao Yi lifted the curtain and walked down. Apart from the people hiding in the dark, he was only accompanied by the leader of the secret guards and another guard.

The three of them walked forward, and after about half a cup of tea, they stopped.

They saw a dilapidated temple in the distance. There were weeds growing outside the temple and it looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

Xiao Yi did not lead anyone forward again, but found a secluded place to hide himself.

Seeing that Lin Jie had already walked into the ruined temple, the leader of the secret guards asked, "Your Highness, should we start now?"

"No hurry." Xiao Yi half leaned against a tree and shook his head slowly, "Let's see the situation first and wait for Lin Jie to bring the people out."

After a long while, a figure appeared in the ruined temple.

However, it was not Lin Jie, but a man wearing a black cloak, with his face covered.

He hurried out of the dilapidated temple, chose a direction at random, and ran stumblingly.

"Your Highness, could that person be Feng Yimin?" As he spoke, the leader of the secret guards noticed the other person's hand. "Your Highness, there is blood on that person's hand. Could it be that Lin Jie made a mistake and something happened?"

"This prince has not ordered Lin Jie to take action." Xiao Yi was hesitant.

"Your Highness, how about I take some people to the ruined temple to have a look, or send someone to catch the man who just ran away?"

If the person who escaped is really Feng Yimin, it would be difficult to catch him if he runs far away in this remote wilderness.

Xiao Yi was about to nod, but suddenly stopped. He stared at the ruined temple through the branches and leaves, and said quietly, "No need. Continue to guard here. No one is allowed to make any noise."

About half an incense stick of time later, the man in the black cloak who had left earlier reappeared outside the ruined temple.

The leader of the secret guards was a little surprised to see that he turned back.

Xiao Yi sneered, "It is true."

Not long after the other party entered the ruined temple, Lin Jie appeared.

He and another man were standing on either side, and in the middle was a man who was also wearing a cloak and a veil. His face was 50% similar to Chu Yishen.

The man in black from before followed behind them, the mask on his face was taken off, and there was a long sword in his hand.

The leader of the secret guards finally understood, "Your Highness, this turns out to be the real Feng Yimin. The one who just ran away was just a smokescreen to expose us."

Fortunately, His Highness did not ask him to lead people to sneak into the ruined temple or chase after them, otherwise everything would be exposed.

"Very cautious, like the style of Shen Yanxi and his men." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in the cloak in the middle, "Feng Yimin cannot stay."

"Your Highness, shall we start now?"

Xiao Yi still shook his head, "Let's follow secretly first. The other two look like martial artists, but they are more like people from the martial arts world. If they are people from the martial arts world, then they have the rules of the martial arts world. I guess they won't enter the imperial city, but just hand over here. Otherwise, Jiang Suining and the others would not let Lin Jie come to lead people into the city."

Just as Xiao Yi said, after leaving the ruined temple, the two men did not stay with Lin Jie anymore, but said goodbye and left, heading in another direction.

Lin Jie took Feng Yimin alone and returned along the original route.

Feng Yimin's face was pale and full of fear. He looked around from time to time. The slightest movement would make his already pale face even more frightened.

Seeing them getting closer, Xiao Yi straightened his robe and walked out.

He did not order anyone to take action. After all, Lin Jie was the only one left, so there was really no need to take action.

"Lord Feng, it's been a long time." Xiao Yi said with a smile and stood in front of Lin Jie and the others.

Seeing Xiao Yi suddenly appear, Feng Yimin froze in place with fear, "Fourth, Fourth Prince..."

When he came to his senses, he immediately turned around and tried to escape. However, Lin Jie beside him drew out his sword and put it against Feng Yimin's neck.

“You, you…” Feng Yimin looked at Lin Jie in horror, “Aren’t you here to protect me?”

Lin Jie did not say anything. As the long sword on his neck pressed down, Feng Yimin, whose legs had already gone limp, fell to the ground.

"Your Highness, Your Highness the Fourth Prince, please don't kill me. I really don't know anything!"

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled playfully, with a cold light in his eyes. "If you really don't know anything, how can you be sure that this prince wants to kill you?"

"I, I..." Feng Yimin panicked, "Your Highness, I will never tell you anything about the disaster relief. Please forgive me!"

There was clear murderous intent in Xiao Yi's eyes. When he was about to give the order, he was suddenly startled when he heard these words.

The next moment, his pupils contracted and suddenly fell on Feng Yimin's face, "No!"