East Palace, the night is dark.
When Xiao Shizi exited the main hall, his entire back was soaked with sweat.
His Royal Highness, who has always been kind and gentle, is condensed today and his face sinks like water.
It is said that people with good temperament are most afraid of getting angry, which really makes people dare not express their anger.
Even Ye Feng held his breath, not daring to make any movement.
Inside the hall.
Song Pian stood under the window, looking up at the moon.
It was nearly August 15th, the moon was almost full and full, but in Song Pian's eyes, there was a chill.
Feng Yuexian came over and closed her cloak.
Even though the two had already bathed and changed, Song Piantai seemed to be able to smell a hint of soil on Feng Yuexian's body, which lingered.
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
In the afternoon, since it was discovered that the tomb had been dug, it was necessary to open it to confirm—
Check to see if the prince's body is still inside.
Such a move had to be done, but it would inevitably make the prince despised again.
No wind outside the window.
Song Piantao stripped off her emotions, she looked directly at the vast night, rational and calm, and said to the people behind her:
"They haven't taken the royal brother away, there must be a later move."
As soon as this matter came out, the situation was imminent. Seeing Song Pianjiao put her mind back in front of her eyes, Feng Yuexian felt at ease, but she couldn't help but feel pity for the little princess even more.
There was no time to be sad.
"I have already sent someone to investigate the leaks of the Tao family." Flickering murderous intent flashed in Feng Yue's leisurely eyes, "I will investigate from the King of Chu's side."
"Thank you."
"Luo Chen is inside Chatao's house." Song Pian said.
After saying this, Feng Yue said leisurely:
"If you don't press it, you can only wait for the opportunity."
And the best time-
Needless to say, it must be the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival.
Originally, they were in the dark, and the King of Chu was in the light, and they took the initiative.
And this time, as if the two sides were reversed, the East Palace immediately fell into a passive situation.
On the carriage back to the palace, Song Pian was tired and fell asleep. When Feng Yuexian was alone, she thought of a way to break the situation.
If it is her, Xu will take the plan, turn passive into active, and follow the trend.
Although Dali never had a female emperor, the previous emperor who opened the dynasty was a woman, and he used to appoint female officials.
It was not until decades of wars and turmoil that Dali successfully unified the world and established the capital.
Dali is a world that was conquered in chaotic times. Men are naturally more able to make achievements on the battlefield. Therefore, when Dali was born, it seems that the concept of "female officials" has been abandoned.
It is not difficult to remind them of this memory.
Feng Yuexian's ascension to the throne was a risk to the world and theft of imperial power, but Song Pian was different.
When Song Duan's identity is revealed, there will be no more princes in the palace.
And Song Pian is the princess, the direct descendant of the middle palace.
For Feng Yuexian, the current situation is worth a try.
But she wasn't sure what Song Piantao thought.
Although it can be tried, it will have to withstand pressure from all sides. In particular, Song Pianjiao also took the place of the crown prince, and he was an accomplice to deceive the king.
The struggle against the patriarchal power is bound to get tougher.
Although Song Piantao has ideas, he usually chooses gentle methods. This time...
Feng Yuexian couldn't bear to force her, but now, she still has to ask:
"Do you have any plans in your mind?"
Song Pian was speechless for a while.
Feng Yuexian stared at her thin back:
"We can also send the prince away. When the king of Chu rises, the emperor will definitely send someone to verify his identity."
"At that time, the King of Chu will definitely have a kick." Feng Yuexian said, his eyes lowered, his voice gradually slowed down, "Although it is a bit difficult, it is not impossible to hide the sky and cross the sea—"
"It's too difficult." Song Pian suddenly said.
Feng Yuexian paused and looked up at Song Pian.
Song Pianjiao finally turned around and looked at Feng Yuexian, her clothes were light.
Her eyes were quiet, like the calm lake under the moon, and her eyebrows were dyed firmly and decisively:
"Since it is destined to be a difficult situation, it is better to go through it frankly."
Feng Yuexian seemed to feel something.
Song Pian closed the window and shut everything out.
She left the window and turned to find a carved red sandalwood chair to sit down.
"The possibility of being able to hide it is too small, and the possibility of being able to hide it forever is even smaller."
Song Piantao was like a statement, and it was indeed a statement.
She was standing in front of the window just now, waiting for 09's evaluation and analysis.
In addition to the analysis of the situation, there is a more important analysis of the acceptance of this dynasty.
Data is the basis for high-precision decision-making, and Song Pianjiao has always believed in this.
"If I insist on breaking through this barrier."
Song Piantao's tone was calm and brief. She raised her face slightly and looked at Feng Yuexian:
"How about Moonlight?"
The moonlight shines through the soft smoke, and softly sprinkles the light into it. And because the moonlight is inherently cold, it reveals a cool and refreshing meaning.
The light at the bottom of Feng Yuexian's eyes was thicker than the moonlight, and she was almost obsessed with watching Song Piantang like this.
Song Piantao's body is still thin, but like a thin bamboo, it is very beautiful and flexible.
She stood firmly in the wind and rain, the bamboo leaves Xiaoxiao, washed with water, became more and more handsome.
Feng Yuexian approached and took Song Pian's hand.
Song Pian's eyes followed to the hands that were held together.
It seems that this is a good sign, Feng Yuexian should advance and retreat with him.
In the next instant, Feng Yuexian knelt down on one knee in front of her.
Song Pian slightly parted her lips.
Feng Yue carelessly lowered her head and gently kissed the back of Song Pian's hand.
In the hall where the candle shadows were shaking, Song Pian was beautiful and soft, with her head drooping slightly, watching Feng Yuexian's hair.
Feng Yuexian is extremely cold and charming, and is unmatched in strength, but she is willing to be at the disadvantage and enshrine the opponent in a high position.
Song Piantao sat upright on the chair, and the hands they held together were resting on Song Piantao's lap.
Feng Yuexian kissed it up, and it was as if she was kneeling on Song Pian's legs, and the blue silk was meandering down from Song Pian's legs, and the tail of her hair was hanging on the ground, curled.
Intimacy and lingering, close and dependent.
Feng Yuexian is dedicated and devout.
She went to her king as a sign of submission.
She will use the sword in her hand to kill all the ghosts and ghosts in the world for her.
"Let it go."