Feng Wuyao shook his head, "It's not the heavenly stem, but someone has set up a formation here. If it's as I expected, your young master's dormitory is the strongest place in this formation."

Lan Qi was stunned when he heard this, "Formation, formation?"

"Well. Some people want to harm Mr. Ling, it's not a matter of a day or a night."

After Feng Wuyao finished speaking, he went straight into the dormitory. After a while, everyone outside suddenly felt much more relaxed, especially his mood was completely different.

Now, Feng Wuyao didn't need to explain more, Lan Qi also understood.

When Feng Wuye came out, he was holding a sachet in his hand.

"Where does this thing come from?"

The woman's face changed drastically, "Brother, the sachet was made by the wife before the New Year. Because the young man occasionally had nightmares at night, but because he was young, the wife didn't want him to use the scented fragrance, so she asked the doctor to prescribe some fragrant herbs for her, then stored it in it, and hung it on the bed frame."

Feng Wuyao nodded, "Don't worry, there is no problem with this sachet itself. When did the medicinal herbs be added?"

"This is four or five years ago, I'll think about it again."

The woman was obviously scared, but the little maid next to her was clever, "Mum, it's been five days. I remember you sent me to change it at that time, but because I was helping with the bedding, Chunmei went to change it."

Feng Wuyao's eyes tightened, "Who is Chunmei?"

"Chunmei is the big maid next to her wife. She happened to come to pass the message that day, so she took the sachet out."

After the maid finished speaking, the woman remembered completely, "Yes, yes, that's right. Chunmei has been there a little long. I remember asking her, and she said she was going back to her wife's place to report her life."

Lan Qi couldn't help but retreat, "Hurry up, go and invite your wife."

"Come on, find that spring plum immediately and remember, you must live!"

Feng Wuyao raised his eyebrows. The commander Lan had only his wife, the person next to him, and did not take a concubine. As for whether he had accepted a family room, it is unknown.

This spring plum seems to be quite suspicious.

"No need to look for it, Chunmei is dead."

After Feng Wu's words fell, Lan Qi was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't know what he thought of, but his face turned a little gray.

Feng Wuyao disdains to use his spiritual power to explore personal secrets, but looking at his face, he clearly has something to do with Chunmei.

After the wife came over, she almost fainted after listening to the servant's retelling.

"Lan Qi! You bastard, return your son to me!"

Seeing that the wife was about to rush over and hit someone, the servants quickly stopped him and persuaded him, but they didn't let the two of them get started.

"You said she is a good person! Do you know now? I said I wanted to sell her out, but you insisted on talking to her. Now, our only son was actually killed by her! My son, where are you suffering now!"

After watching the lady howl, she cried and was out of breath.

Feng Wuyao shook his head slightly, "Your son is still alive now, but if you can't find him as soon as possible, I'm afraid you won't live long."

Suddenly, Mrs. Lan's cry stopped, wiped her tears, and looked anxious, "Young Master, do you know where my son is now?"

"The southeast direction should not be more than fifty miles away."
Chapter completed!