Feng Lan repeatedly warned himself that he must not do this.

Now that the situation is tense and the slightest negligence could have a bad effect, it is important not to get carried away.

"Tell him to come in!"

The near attendant answered with a nod and bowed as he retreated.

Not long afterward, Fu Lan was led into the house.

Fu Lan entered the room and immediately rolled over in obeisance.

"I, Fu Lan, pay my respects to the Regent King, I visit late at night, disturbing His Majesty's rest, a capital offense!"

"Get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Feng Lan hated him and purposely didn't look at him, asking impatiently, "What's your business, say it now!"

Fu Lan resumed kneeling on the ground and said in a low voice, "Please also ask Your Highness to dismiss your left and right!"

Feng Lan frowned and said, "They are all my close ministers, you don't need to avoid them."

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty, I insist!"

Feng Lan's heart fluttered.

After all, he was a veteran in politics for many years, and from Fu Lan's attitude, he already knew that what the other party wanted to say was extremely important and could not be heard by a third person.

"Stand down, all of you!"

The near servants bowed and retreated.

Feng Lan began to look squarely at Fu Lan and said in a calm tone, "Now, you can speak!"

Fu Lan kowtows upwards.

"I ask Your Majesty to forgive me for my disrespect."

Feng Lan frowned and said, "Granted, you are forgiven for all your crimes!"

"I ask Your Majesty's permission to attach my ear."

Feng Lan hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Fine, you are permitted to attach your ears!"

Fu Lan got up from the ground and walked to Feng Lan's side in a disciplined manner, attaching his mouth to his ear.

As he narrated, Feng Lan's face became more and more ugly, his body began to tremble, his red eyes rounded up, and his hands clenched into fists.

After Fu Lan finished his speech, he curtsied and retreated, kneeling on the ground, lowering his head without uttering a word.

Feng Lan forced down his anger and lowered his voice to ask, "Is there any witness to this matter?"

"Yes, there are, and almost everyone in the close ranks around Fengzhou knows about it, and that relative of mine is one of them."

Bang!

Feng Lan's fist slammed hard on the tabletop next to him, scattering the ornaments on the table all over the place.

The near servants heard the commotion and rushed into the house.

But he saw the Regent's furious hair, snarling at them, "Get out of here, all of you!"

The near servants were frightened and retreated with a quick confession.

Feng Lan's chest was heaving violently as he muttered, "Bastard, bitch, you've tricked me so badly!"

A cold light flashed inside Fu Lan's eyes, still keeping her head down and not saying a word.

Feng Lan stared at him dead on, hesitating for a long time before asking softly, "Sir, what do you think should be done?"

"Get rid of it!"

Feng Lan's hand shivered uncontrollably for a moment, then he clenched his fist again.

Fu Lan didn't persuade him and waited for him to take the initiative to ask questions.

Silence fell around the room, neither of the two men speaking.

A long time passed, and Feng Lan's gaze gradually became calm as he subconsciously said, "That is my brother after all."

The voice was small, but Fu Lan heard it clearly.

He kept his head down, a sneer hanging at the corner of his mouth, still silent.

Feng Lan turned his gaze to him and couldn't help but ask, "Does Mr. Fu have any other good ideas?"

Fu Lan kowtowed heavily, still with those two words, "Get rid of it!"

The corners of Feng Lan's mouth tugged a little as his expression became complicated.

Fu Lan said unhurriedly, "Your Highness, when the young prince bullied you, did you ever think of brotherhood, and when Princess Ting insulted you, did you ever think of keeping your white heads together."

Feng Lan's body was trembling slightly, and his loosened hands clenched once again.

Feel the ebb and flow of the atmosphere.

Fu Lan wasted no time in saying, "They can do such disobedient things that go against human decency, Your Highness, is the day when your blade is at your head still far away?"

Feng Lan's gaze gradually became icy cold as he took a deep breath and commanded Fu Lan, "Speak on!"

"Your Highness, everything is due to disobedience, due to wanting to fight and rob you of your kingdom and your consort, that's what he thinks and that's what he's doing!"

"Go on."

"Yes, Your Highness, it is often said that a brother is a friend and a brother is a respectable person, Your Highness's love for his brother is known to the world, you have achieved friendship, but has the young prince ever achieved respect?

His Majesty is a man of great wisdom, and I'm sure he must have known the young prince's mind for a long time, yet he has always pampered him.

The king valued brotherly love, and the young prince valued the throne of the wind chess, today can make the act of bullying brother and sister-in-law, what dare he seek the dynasty usurpation of the throne in the future.

Your Highness, the situation is already dangerous, you are about to be in great trouble, at this time, you must not be merciful, if you take another step back, I am afraid that your life will not be saved."

Feng Lan was still a bit hesitant, looking uncertain in his attitude.

Fu Lan decided, and then a pair of fierce medicine, this pair of drugs down, do not believe that you do not move to kill.

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought about the reason why the young prince is so bold?"

"He's spoiled, and since he was a kid, he's been fighting me and grabbing from me, and I've put up with it over and over again, that's why."

"Nonetheless, this is only one of the reasons, not the main one."

"What's the main reason?"

"Your Highness is smart for a long time, but confused for a while, so don't forget about the stormy double camp."

Feng Lan jolted awake in a cold sweat of fright and rose long from his seat.

The Wind and Rain Twin Camps referred to the two most battle-hardened military camps in the Wind Chess Kingdom.

The wind and rain battalions, respectively.

Each of these battalions had 250,000 troops each, and the two battalions together amounted to about one-half of the nation's military strength.

Don't look at just one half, but the combat power can be one against three, from this aspect alone, the Wind and Rain Double Battalion is the regular army of the Wind and Chess Kingdom, the absolute main force.

Feng Lan already understood what Fu Lan was referring to.

The Wind Chess double battalion each has a card master, the wind card battalion card master is Feng Lan, and the vice card master is Feng Zhou, which seems to have no problem, but in fact, it is a big problem.

Feng Lan was busy with political affairs and seldom asked about the Wind License Camp, and although that brother of his was only a deputy license master, his connections and power could be much better than he, the main license master.

Not to mention the Rain Brand Camp, the main and secondary card owners were both Feng Ting's family members, the main card owner was her father, and the secondary card owner was her big brother.

Therein lies the main reason Folland called it.

People have military power, which emboldens them to put a hat on Big Brother.

I'm afraid that the knife to kill him is already prepared, just waiting for the opportunity to be ripe to strike at him.

It is necessary to explain here that the so-called master of the cards refers to the master of the cards, and this card refers to the token that can mobilize the army, and it is the master of the cards who has the power to mobilize the army.

Feng Lan's entire body was sweating, and his face was a little pale.

He finally saw the current situation clearly, the current him, apart from the Regent's name, simply did not have the strength to call his brother's bluff.

Now it's not a question of whether he forgives or not, it's a question of whether people want to let him go or not.

Feng Lan took a few steps to Fu Lan's side and said softly, "Please teach me, sir!"

A cold light flashed inside Fu Lan's eyes.

He lowered his voice and replied, "Your Highness, when the time comes to make a decision, you will suffer, nowadays, you should not worry about anything else, you must make the first move."

Feng Lan hardened his heart and gritted his teeth as he cursed, "What a pair of bitches, I take you guys as relatives and you take me as a fool, well, then don't blame me for having a hard heart."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"What should I do?"

"It's very simple, Your Majesty doesn't have to go to great lengths, an ordinary family banquet will solve everything."

Feng Lan pondered for a while and nodded silently.

He and Feng Zhou and Feng Ting met often, and drinking and laughing together happened from time to time.

Fu Lan was right, the more you make a show of it, the more likely you are to be suspected, so you might as well do it over a drink.

After thinking about it, he reached out and patted Fu Lan's shoulder, sighing, "Loyalty is only known when things go wrong, it's a blessing for me, Feng Lan, that I can be assisted by Mister."

Fu Lan secretly screamed shame, on the surface, pretended to be flattered, and quickly kowtowed and thanked him.

Feng Lan's face revealed a hint of killing intent.

He had already made the decision that after killing the adulterous couple, anyone who knew about it would be silenced, including this Fu Lan.

It's not that Feng Lan is thin-skinned, you have to look at what's going on and whose face is involved?

Sister-in-law incest, with one of the parties being his own brother and the other his unmarried wife, what a desperate pairing, and he had to do it in the strictest confidence.

This matter, which concerned the face of the royal family and his face, could not be sloppy.

Once word got out, wouldn't he become the joke of Chesswatch Mountain.

At that time, he would become the biggest laughing stock of the two countries, and both the Wind Chess Kingdom and the Zhu Chess Kingdom would mock him as the Cuckold King.

That outcome is devastating to think about.

Therefore, it is necessary to kill and silence, and all those who know about it must be executed, without exception.

How shrewd Fu Lan was, he naturally guessed what he was thinking.

However, he didn't care, since he dared to come, he had already made the arrangements, if he couldn't get out in one piece, then what was the point of calling it a divine plan.

He asked falsely, "Has the king thought about what to do?"

"Don't worry, sir, I will arrange for my personal followers to choose the right opportunity to strike, to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

"It's not good, this matter is not to be spread out, not to be told to a third person, it can only be done by the king himself."

Feng Lan was in a difficult position, although he was determined to kill his brother and his wife, but if he was allowed to do it himself, he simply couldn't lay his hands on it.

This is not uncommon, and I'm sure it happens to a lot of people.

With the help of other people's hands, he dares to kill anyone; if you ask him to kill someone with his own hands, he may not dare to do it, not to mention that the person to be killed is still his loved one.

"Allow me to think about it, you go back first!"

"Your Highness, you must not be soft-hearted, why should you resort to others for a packet of poison, this matter must be handled by you personally."

"I know, you can back off now!"

Fu Lan secretly sneered, kowtowing and saluting before bending over and retreating.

It's also psychology. If I don't persuade you, you may be able to figure it out on your own; the more I persuade you, the more concerns you have, and you'll get confused instead.

After all, Fu Lan was Feng Lan's protégé, who had eaten for nothing inside the royal residence for so many years, and knew Feng Lan's character like the palm of his hand, and knew how to prescribe the right medicine.

This is a man who loves his reputation and cares very much about it.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be as bad as condoning a brother to do such a scandalous thing for the sake of a virtuous king's name.

If you don't mention it, he's likely to do it himself, and if you do, he won't choose that way instead.

After all, for Feng Lan, the reputation of regicide is not good, we regent still have to take care of face.

As expected, Feng Lan thought hard for a long time and finally made up his mind, shouting to the door, "Someone, call Luo Jin to come and see me."

Luo Jin, Chief of the Close Service, the person Feng Lan trusts the most.

What's good and dead is that he's also from the Windy State.

When someone broke the news to Fu Lan, the latter smiled slightly and hummed a little tune in triumph.