Chapter 43: How can this matter mistaken the common people

At this time, Qing Chen was in the Zhichun Pavilion of Yanxi Palace with a bowl of light jade glutinous rice soup beside him. Luan Fei lay quietly on the couch, with picturesque eyebrows and pale complexion under the palace brocade, and fell asleep quietly.
Qing Chen looked suspiciously at the face that looked a bit like her, and finally took out the antidote to the centrifugal Nahecao from her arms, raised Luan Fei, and slowly fed the concoction into her mouth.
She won't save her death.
After a while, Luan Fei's long eyelashes moved lightly, and Qing Chen whispered: "Lan Fei."
Luan Fei's chest rose and fell slightly, and with a groan, he slowly opened his eyes. As if adjusted to the dazzling light before her eyes, her gaze gradually condensed on Qing Chen's face: "Sister..."
Qing Chen smiled slightly: "Awake?"
Luan Fei watched Qing Chen silently, and the willow leaf that flew diagonally into the temple frowned lightly. Qing Chen first fetched a little warm water: "Drink some water, then eat the porridge, so that you can restore your strength."
Luan Fei took a few sips of water with the tea cup in her hand, and suddenly said, "Yanxi Palace?"
Qing Chen said: "Well, it's Yanxi Palace."
Luan Fei looked at her: "Why am I here? Why is my sister here?"
Qing Chen smiled faintly: "If I'm not here, can you still wake up?"
Luan Fei lowered his head, a look of alertness appeared in his eyes. Qing Chen raised her slender eyebrows slightly, sat beside her and passed the porridge, seemingly casually said: "The antidote given by His Royal Highness is indeed effective."
"His Royal Highness Nine?" Luan Fei was startled, looking at Qing Chen with a complicated expression. Just when Qing Chen almost thought that she had bet the wrong bargaining chip, she suddenly said quietly, "It's not a false claim to commit suicide, take me out Palace? How about the prince?"
That is the case, take the antidote after going out of the palace, or stay incognito in the King’s Mansion for later. Qing Chen said: "His Royal Highness, to save you, was brought back to the palace with you by the Division of Gyeonggi. Now I have been confined in Songyutai and thought about it. I don't know what happened. I only know that if you don't take the antidote now, you He really committed suicide, and no one can save it."
Luan Fei stared at the front and said, "This medicine can last for a month to make people immortal. If you can't get out of the palace, why does he want you to wake me up now?"
A faint gleam flashed in Qing Chenfeng's eyes: "One month? If you don't eat or drink for a month, even starvation will starve people to death. Centrifugation can only keep people safe for ten days."
"What?" Luan Fei's body was shocked, "You nonsense!"
Qing Chen didn't argue with her either: "If you are sure in your heart, it's okay to treat me like nonsense."
Luan Fei was silent for a while, and said, "Even so, he still wants you to save me."
Qing Chen whispered: "What on earth do you want to do?"
Luan Fei raised his eyes, and that vigilance appeared again: "Since he gave you the antidote, didn't he tell you anything?"
Qing Chen nodded and said: "Yes, he didn't say anything, just because he didn't give the antidote at all."
Luan Fei suddenly raised her head, Qing Chen looked at her quietly, and the two sisters sat and stood, silently facing each other. Luan Fei’s eyes were full of complex expressions, Qing Chen’s face was cold, and his eyes were deep: "His Royal Highness Wing did not hesitate to conflict with the emperor for you. The Zhiyuan Palace was almost stabbed to death by the emperor with a sword under the emperor’s anger. Have you always wanted him to Dead place?"
Luan Fei's eyes moved slightly, but coldly said, "You blame me."
Qing Chen said indifferently: "Soldiers are not tired of fraud. If you can blame others, you should think that someday others will also blame you."
Luan Fei said solemnly: "What do you want to do?"
Qing Chen asked back: "Does my father know about this? Did the Feng family participate?"
Luan Fei said, "So what if you participate, what if you don't, do you still want to ruin Feng's house?"
Qing Chen said, "What good is it for me to ruin the Feng family? I will be both prosperous and all ruined. Can I still get rid of the Feng family?"
Luan Fei's chest slowly rises and falls, obviously surging, hesitating, and suddenly said slowly: "My sister is planning for King Zhan, right?"
Qing Chen didn't want her to ask such a sentence, the clear flow between her brows and eyes, passing her aggressive gaze, shook her head and said: "I will do nothing, just for myself."
"Only for myself?" Luan Fei sneered, "Well said, I'm just for myself, but of course I belong to the Feng clan."
Qing Chen looked a little more pitying: "His Royal Highness set a game of chess. Today, you are his abandoned son. If I don't get the antidote, you can think about what will happen. You can count out the palace. , You are also a person who can't see the light, don't you want to be on an equal footing with him?"
Luan Fei has been obsessed with Ye Tianming since she was young, and it has been a love concealed in her heart for many years. Reluctantly, Ye Tianming married her sister, Qianwu, who was deeply affectionate and affectionate. She could only watch from a distance, thinking about her own things.
However, the good times didn't last long, and the slender dance died of illness. It became a god-given opportunity for her. When Ye Tianming was distressed, she eagerly persuaded everyone to be considerate and often took the opportunity to accompany her. Their sisters were very similar at first, and Ye Tianming gradually treated her differently over time. Luan Fei had imagined more than once that he could hold hands with his sweetheart, but he also knew that as a cultivator, he would never be gifted to the prince, so he actively assisted Ye Tianming in planning, hoping that one day he could help him ascend to the throne and establish himself. In the future, the long-cherished wish was fulfilled.
However, Qing Chen just said something, like a merciless sharp blade, cutting away this wishful thinking every inch. In front of the supreme imperial power, the father and son brothers can still fight each other, let alone others. How could Ye Tianming, who had ascended the throne, allow such a queen who had eloped with the former prince and died of unknown origin in the harem? Luan Fei's jade fingers tucked away tightly, holding the horns on her body, her teeth biting secretly, but she still didn't give up, saying: "He promised me to be rich and rich, and he will not lose me in the same world."
Men and women in the world are entangled with the word "love", tainting the bones of the gods, and misunderstanding the common people, no one can understand it, and it is impossible to say.
Luan Fei and Ye Tianming are so similar. They not only hide their ambitions but also work with strategies, but Luan Fei is a woman, and Ye Tianming is a man. The word "ruthless" between a woman and a man is always a small difference and a thousand miles away.
Qing Chen can't stay for long. So far, it's almost the end, and he stood up and said, "Believe or not, I will say it all, or let him tell you someday. No one will know that you have woken up for now. Be careful yourself.
After talking about Zhichun Pavilion, he lightly covered the gate of the palace and ordered the outside guards to guard strictly, no one can enter.
Along the broad and flat bluestone road, Qing Chen walked quickly to the Zhongshu Provincial Value Room. On the square connecting the front hall of the harem, the huge forbidden palace seemed extremely empty. It seemed that she was the only one who walked through here, and would never be able to go.
The Counselor saw that Qing Chen suddenly came to Zhongshu Province, somewhat surprised, Qing Chen said: "Has this chapter on the preparation of the Winter Festival by the Ministry of Rites handed over? The emperor is waiting for it."
The Counselor replied: "Sishi just sent it here, and I haven't had time to submit it to the Holy Reading."
Qing Chen said: "Bring it to me, and then invite Feng Xiang."
The counselor agreed to go, held out the memorial for a while and gave it to Qing Chen, and then retreated.
Feng Yan then came out, Qing Chen owed a blessing, and shouted, "Father."
The long wind was dark and cold, causing Feng Yan's bright purple and gold-patterned python robe to move slightly. He nodded and smiled: "I don't want to be you."
In the past, the prime minister's temperament had been cultivated long ago. At this time, it seemed that instead of the arrogance of a powerful official, it seemed to be a bit friendly.
Qing Chen said: "Father, please move and speak." Since Qing Chen recognized his ancestor and returned to his clan, since the father and daughter are in charge of the palace officials separately, in order to avoid suspicion, they rarely meet in private, and Qing Chen always deliberately avoids Feng. Yan, when he came forward at this time, Feng Yan was really surprised.
Feng Yan followed her away from the courtyard of Zhongshu Province and asked, "But what is the will of the Holy Spirit?"
"No." Qing Chen said, "How good is your mother recently?"
Feng Yan nodded: "Taking the medicine you gave her has been good."
Qing Chen said, "Father and brothers are hiding things from her about Luanfei?"
Feng Yan sighed and said, "If she knows that she will not be able to bear it, but she won't be able to keep it for long.
"Yeah." Qing Chen nodded, "Luan Fei woke up."
Feng Yan paused, but his face was still calm, and asked in a low voice, "Really?"
Qing Chen glanced at him: "I didn't report to the emperor, should my father discuss with His Royal Highness Nine, what should I do?"
Feng Yan raised a pair of well-versed eyes, and slowly said, "You all know?"
Qing Chen said quietly, "Luan Fei told me." After Feng Yan's words, it seems that Feng Family is sleek on all sides, but in fact, it is the closest alliance with Ye Tianming, and secretly managed it. How many things, framed the prince at this time, is just the beginning.
The sky slowly accumulates dark clouds, becoming thicker and thicker, and staying above the forbidden palace for a long time. It seems that there will be a heavy snowfall soon.
Feng Yan frowned and said, "How could Luan Fei wake up at this time? Could it be that the medicine given by His Royal Highness is wrong?"
Qing Chen asked back: "When should it be, a month?"
Feng Yan's expression was deep, and he said, "If you can drag her out for a month, your father will try to send her out of the palace, but you shouldn't act rashly at this time."
If it hadn't been seen through the renunciation, their plan would have been well-thought-out, Luan Fei would be taken out of the Forbidden Palace and become another person from then on. People are not as good as the sky, Qing Chen Dan's lips lightly raised, and the whole person has a sense of calmness: "Father was afraid that he could only transport a corpse out at that time."
"What do you say?" Feng Yan turned to look at her.
Qing Chen smiled and said, "If you don't understand for ten days of centrifugation, you will be incomprehensible. If Luan Fei does not wake up today, he will never wake up again. Didn't His Highness Nine tell his father?"
A sharp light flashed through Feng Yan's eyes, just as Qing Chen saw it. Later, Feng Yan said in a solemn voice, "What's the use of waking up like Luanfei?"
Qing Chenfeng squinted his eyes lightly. Hearing the implication, Luan Fei was already an abandoned son, but when he woke up, the Feng family might be involved. Feng Yan was really straightforward, what he thought and asked was such a sentence.
"Luan Fei is a member of the Feng family." Qing Chen said lightly, "How can we let people deceive and use it like this? Is this my Highness deceiving no one in the Feng family?"
Feng Yan said: "His Royal Highness has a long history with the Feng family."
Qing Chen said: "The father must know this person, the sly rabbit is dead, the lackeys cook, the birds are exhausted, the good bow is hidden."
I don't know who stepped on a dead branch under his feet, and there was a click, especially harsh in the silent cold. Feng Yan suddenly smiled and said, "It seems that you are here as a lobbyist for King Zhan."
In the eyes of others, the relationship between her and Ye Tianzhan is extraordinary, and Qing Chen doesn’t discern, with a faint smile on her face:
Father’s words are bad. According to his daughter, it’s better not to help. It’s too early to tell who will die. After all, the world is still in the hands of His Majesty, and no one of His Highness can take the lead. If you really think about the Feng Family, it is better to be consistent with the outside and the inside. It is the best policy to stay calm."
Feng Yan looked at Qing Chen meaningfully, Luan Fei was the chess he was betting on Ye Tianming, and Qing Chen was another chess he pondered on Ye Tianzhan.
Qing Chen raises his eyebrows, calmly and quietly, the player who plays the chess, who knows who is?
A few days ago, Qing Chen took the lead in donating silver in the name of Feng’s family in front of the Emperor of Heaven. He was highly praised by the Emperor. It also made Feng Yan look at this "daughter" with admiration. The next words made him even more concerned about Qing Chen. The opinions are also quite interesting: "I want to hear it for my father, what do you think the Feng family is doing so far?"
Qing Chen drew his eyebrows faintly: "Sprouts are born, and the sharpness is revealed. If one person is fixed at this time, once the wrong calculation is made, there will be no eggs under the covering? It is better to wait for the dark horse that has emerged and try to control it. Some odds? It’s better than stepping into the game at this time."
Feng Yan stroked his beard with satisfaction and smiled and said, "As expected of the blood of the Feng family, the old man did not admit his daughter." The words were a little tempting. After all, the attitude of the emperor of the prince was ambiguous, and Luan Fei was full of variables here, and acted rashly. Not the best policy.
The brilliance in Qing Chen's eyes was shining, but the sky was far away. If the Feng Family can neutralize among the various forces, at least one arm of King Ming will be cut off, and everything will still maintain a delicate balance. The chess game is changing, and the good and evil are at ease. At this moment, no one can tell, who dares to make a desperate bet?
The snowflakes finally fell quietly, flying little by little, covering the bright yellow tiles and vermilion high walls. Qing Chen raised his hand and flicked the snow and snow, and said to Feng Yan, "Father must decide everything by himself. I'm going back to Zhiyuan Hall. The emperor is still waiting."
Feng Yan nodded and said, "Now it is much more convenient for you to be by the emperor's side. Pay more attention to everything."
Qing Chen smiled: "Isn't this exactly what my father wants?" After speaking, he gave a slight salute and turned around gracefully, and Yuebai Qiupao drew a light half arc in the snow, as light as Lan Zhi, and as graceful and stable as peach wood. Xiu, Feng Yan was also bewildered when he saw it, and the person in front of him had disappeared in the snow in a blink of an eye.