Along the wide and flat bluestone road, Qing Chen walked quickly to the value house of Zhongshu Province. On the square connecting the front hall of the harem, the huge Forbidden Palace seemed extremely empty, and it seemed that she was the only one walking through here, never ending.
Seeing that Qing Chen came to Zhongshu Province suddenly, the counselor was somewhat surprised, and rushed forward to salute. Qing Chen said: "Has the chapter on the preparation of the Winter Festival from the Ministry of Rites been handed over? Your Majesty is waiting for it."
The Counselor replied: "Sishi has just delivered it, and I haven't had time to present it for the holy reading."
Qing Chen said: "Give it to me after sealing it, and then invite Mr. Zuoxiang."
The counselor agreed to go, and after a while he took out a flat and long pear wooden box and handed it to Qing Chen. Feng Yan came out and saw Qing Chen, Qing Chen called out: "Father."
The long wind was dark and cold, and Feng Yan's bright purple and gold-patterned python robe slightly moved when it was blowing. He nodded and smiled, "I don't want it to be you."
In the past, the demeanor of the prime minister had been cultivated long ago. From this point of view, not only does he not have the arrogance of a powerful minister, but he is somewhat friendly.
Qing Chen said: "Father, please move up and talk." Because they are in charge of the palace and government officials separately, in order to avoid suspicion, the father and daughter rarely meet in private, and Qing Chen always deliberately avoids Feng Yan, so he came here on his own initiative. Yan is really a bit surprised.
Feng Yan followed her out of Zhongshu Province's courtyard and asked, "But what is the emperor's will?"
"No." Qing Chen said, "How is mother recently?"
Feng Yan nodded: "Taking the medicine you prescribed for her, she has been doing well."
Qing Chen said: "Father and brothers keep Luanfei's matter from her, right?"
Feng Yan sighed and said: "If she knows that she might not be able to bear it physically, but I'm afraid she won't be able to hide it for long."
"En." Qing Chen nodded: "Luan Fei woke up."
Feng Yan's footsteps stopped, but his face was still calm, and he asked in a low voice: "Really?"
Qing Chen glanced at him: "I didn't report to the emperor, should my father discuss it with His Highness Ninth Prince and see what happens?"
Feng Yan raised his long-lasting eyes, and said slowly: "You know everything?"
Qing Chen said calmly: "Luan Fei said to me." After Feng Yan's words, it seems that the Feng family is smooth on all sides on the surface, but in fact they are the closest alliance with Ye Tianming. How many things have been laid out, and the plot to trap the prince at this time is just the beginning.
The sky slowly accumulated dark clouds, getting thicker and lower, and it seemed that there would be a snowfall soon. The surrounding area is not as cold as before, but the dark air is still indispensable, stagnating above the Forbidden Palace for a long time.
Feng Yan frowned: "Why did Luan Fei wake up at this time, could it be that the medicine given by His Highness Jiu was wrong?"
Qing Chen asked back: "Then when should it be, a month?"
Feng Yan's face was heavy, and he said: "If it can be delayed for a month, my father will try to send her out of the palace, but it is not easy to act rashly at this time."
If they hadn't been seen through the centrifuge naihe grass, their plan was considered thorough, and Luan Fei would be taken out of the Forbidden Palace and turned into another person from then on. People are not as good as heaven, Qing Chendan's lips are lightly raised, and his whole body seems to have a hint of calmness: "Father was probably transporting a corpse out at that time."
"How do you say that?" Feng Yan turned to look at her.
Qing Chen smiled: "If you don't understand the centrifuge for ten days, then you won't understand it. If Luan Fei doesn't wake up today, I'm afraid he won't wake up again. Didn't His Highness the Ninth Prince tell father?"
A sharp light flashed across Feng Yan's eyes, just as Qing Chen saw it. Later, Feng Yan said in a deep voice: "What's the use of Luan Fei waking up like this."
Qing Chen narrowed his phoenix eyes lightly, implying that Luan Fei is really an outcast, and waking up may implicate the Feng family. Feng Yan is really straightforward, what he thinks and asks is actually such a sentence.
"Luan Fei is a member of Feng's family." Qing Chen said lightly: "How can he be deceived and used by others? Is Your Highness the Ninth Prince deceiving no one in Feng's family?"
Feng Yan said: "His Royal Highness has a long history with the Feng family."
Qing Chen said: "Then my father must know this person well. The cunning rabbit is dead, the lackey is cooking, the birds are gone, and the good bow is hidden."
I don't know who stepped on a dead branch under his feet, and there was a "click", which was especially harsh in the silent cold. Feng Yan suddenly smiled and said: "It seems that you are here to be a lobbyist for His Highness the Seventh Prince."
I don't want to think it's all a conjecture, the relationship with Ye Tianzhan is really a bit unclear, and Qing Chen can't tell the difference, but the unchanging smile on his face is even more dazzling: "According to me Look, it's better to be unbiased and not to help. It's too early to say who will die. After all, the world is still in the hands of the Emperor at this time, and none of your highnesses can take the lead. If you really care about the Feng family, it's better to be consistent with each other and be kind. Braking with stillness is the best policy.”
Feng Yan looked at Qing Chen meaningfully, Luan Fei was a chess piece he bet on Ye Tianming, and Qing Chen was a chess piece he was thinking about Ye Tianzhan.
Qing Chen raised his eyebrows calmly and calmly, the chess player, who knows who is who
A few days ago, Qing Chen took the lead in donating money for disaster relief in the name of the Feng family in front of the Emperor of Heaven, which was highly appreciated by the Emperor of Heaven, which also made Feng Yan look at this "daughter" with admiration. He was also quite interested: "As a father, I would like to hear, what do you think the Feng family should do so far?"
Qing Chen raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "The bud is just born, and the sharpness is exposed. If you bet on one person at this time, if you miscalculate, there will be no eggs under the nest. It's better to wait for the dark horse that stands out, and then try to control it. Wouldn't it be too much?" What are the chances of winning? It may be much better than stepping into the game in person at this time."
Feng Yan stroked his beard in satisfaction and said with a smile: "As expected of the blood of the Feng family, the old man did not admit the wrong daughter."
Although Feng Yan was noncommittal, he was a little tempted in his words. After all, the emperor's attitude towards the crown prince was ambiguous, and Luan Fei was also in a state of uncertainty.
The brilliance in Qing Chen's eyes is bright, but what he sees is the far sky. If the Feng family can stand neutral among the various forces, at least one arm of Ye Tianming will be cut off, and everything will still be in a balance. Perhaps many years later, this daughter of hers would become the thing Feng Yan regretted the most. The game of chess changes, good and evil are right and wrong in the hearts of the people, and it is impossible to say.
The hustle and bustle of snowflakes finally fell quietly, flying little by little, covering the bright yellow tiles and vermilion high walls, and the scenery in the world changed again. Qing Chen brushed the light snow in front of his hair, and said to Feng Yan: "Father has to decide everything by himself." Yes, I'm going back to Zhiyuan Palace, the Heavenly Emperor is still waiting."
Feng Yan nodded and said: "It is much more convenient for you to be beside the Heavenly Emperor now, so pay more attention to everything."
Qing Chen smiled: "Isn't this exactly what father wants?" After saying that, he squatted for a while and turned around gracefully. The mahogany is so steady and beautiful, Feng Yan was puzzled when he saw it, and the person in front of him disappeared in the snow in a blink of an eye.