The incident of her staying in King Tan's mansion and the incident of visiting Sizheng's mansion last night would cause big trouble if linked.
She raised her eyes and slammed into Gu Beiyan's obsidian eyes. He didn't speak, just raised his sleeves and left, and ordered the maidservant to clean her up.
Looking at his leaving back, Feng Jiuge thoughtfully.
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Previously, I visited King Tan’s Mansion at night, and I couldn't see the scenery inside the mansion. Now that I browsed it for a bit, Feng Jiuge felt that it was a good place to live.
Take the garden in the Mansion of Tanwang as an example. She had also been to the imperial palace before and viewed the scenery of the imperial garden, but compared the two, she preferred the former.
Pavilions and pavilions are built on the lake, glazed tiles are shining in the sun, exquisite patterns are carved on the eaves, and copper wind chimes are tied to the raised feet. The breeze strokes them, and the wind chimes jingle locally, with a special tone.
Under the pavilion, the gurgling water pours down, and there is a tenderness.
Feng Jiuge sat on the pavilion, and two maidservants waited on her side. Scented tea was being brewed on the stove, gurgling heat, at the moment the sun was just right, and Feng Jiuge was slumbering, and now she leaned on the beauty couch to sleep.
The sound of birds is pleasant, and the aroma of scented tea is rich, which is really a good place to heal your wounds, if no one is bothering you.
Feng Jiuge was closing her eyes and sleeping, and was about to go to meet Zhou Gong. She was awakened by a casual and teasing remark. She frowned subconsciously, raised her hand to cover the sun, and saw the person standing on the stairs.
"Little song, you are used to enjoying it."
Feng Jiuge couldn't think of the second person if she didn't clean up so much. She rubbed her eyes lazily and saw Luo Qiran's expression unchanged.
King Tan and Luo Qiye are siblings, so naturally they have more contacts.
She leaned on the beauty's couch, with her pillow underneath, while the maidservant fanned her aside, giving her full treatment to the princess.
Luo Qi was dyed with a red dress, the corners of his clothes were awkward, and he was still looking like Cuishan cultivating bamboo, holding a folding fan, and his eyes were as bright as stars. He walked step by step, with a smile crooked at the corner of his mouth.
Luo Qiran was born with a good skin and had enough capital to dump the girls in the city.
Thinking of scratching his face in the Imperial Garden that day, Feng Jiuge's ink eyes were also stained with a smile, and she leaned back and looked at him in a leisurely manner, "Was the lord be cold that day?" She was referring to that day. Regarding the affairs in the Royal Garden, she just wanted to teach him a lesson, so that he should stop talking nonsense. She thought that President Luo Qiran had a memory, but she didn't expect that he was still doing his own way.
Her name was spoken by him, and it felt disgusting.
Luo Qiran raised his sleeves and sat down with a calm expression. A maid next to him stepped forward to make tea for him, and Feng Jiuge could see the pattern on the folding fan in his hand.
It is a plum blossom picture, proudly born.
"With King Tan, this king is naturally not cold." He blinked back and smiled, his tone frivolous.
Knowing that this would be the answer, Feng Jiuge took the cup on the side and took a sip of tea.
She stayed in Prince Tan's Mansion as a princess, and the outside world was not aware of it, and Gu Beiyan's attitude really made her strange. Feng Jiuge didn't believe the wording that the file he brought last night was burned by him.
Si Zheng is dead, the mansion has been copied, and the files hidden in the secret room are naturally gone. The copy in her hands must still be with Gu Beiyan.
Although he doesn't know what he meant by taking these files, it is obvious that what he has to do now is to get the files back.
For their Tansimen, Gu Beiyan is a force that cannot be ignored. Since the rise of Tansimen, Shen Shaosi has planned to overthrow Chuluo and restore Ningman to the country.
To achieve this goal, it is bound to have a contest with Gu Beiyan. The secrets of Tansi Gate must not fall into the hands of outsiders.
She looked down at the tea in the cup, and she had a plan in her heart that had been secretly planned.
"Why did the prince come here this time?" She put down the teacup, her tone was neither salty nor light.
When Luo Qiran heard the words, the smile in his eyes deepened. He blinked pretending to be innocent, and said, "This king is boring in the mansion. Hearing that the princess is here, he came over and took a look."
As soon as these words came out, Feng Jiuge's expression changed slightly. Luo Qiran knew that she was in Prince Tan's Mansion and it was not surprising, but what made her wary was whether he would know whether she was a member of the Tansi Sect.
At any rate, Luo Qiran was also a son of the imperial family, and was sibling with the current emperor Sheng. During the year of the rise of Tansimen, he was under pressure from all quarters, and some of them came from the palace.
What Luo Yuesheng wanted was to cultivate his own power, not to let the power of others grow under his own nose.
She pretended not to understand what he meant, and ignored the smile in his eyes, "That's true, the prince has always been sloppy. It is unavoidable to be bored in the house, and it is better to move around more."
She stared at the folding fan in Luo Qiran's hand, and felt that this fan was very good. She loved peach blossoms very much, followed by plum blossoms. The plum blossoms on Luo Qiran's folding fans were proud and unyielding.
"The name of this fan is called the Yunjin Fan, which was made by a stranger in the Western Regions. There is only one in the world." He briefly introduced the origin of the folding fan.
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"Then the prince is going to put it away." She took the cup and poured a cup of scented tea for herself.
A smile in Luo Qiran's eyes reached the bottom of his eyes, and the folding fan was closed, "When it comes to this plum blossom, your husband will paint a good plum. I ask him to paint again and again, but I can't."
He extended his tone, and cast his gaze on Feng Jiuge’s beautiful face. There was a hint of cunning in his eyes, “It’s better to talk to your husband, and paint a picture of Lamei for this king. ."
Hearing that, Feng Jiuge thought for a moment, instead of thinking about Luo Qiran's remarks, but because she is now in the Tanwang Mansion, it is easy to leave, but with Gu Beiyan, this matter will be a lot more difficult.
If you can borrow Luo Qiran as a shareholder, she will go out smoothly, and it will be harmless to her or him.
Thinking about it, Feng Jiuge slowly got up from the beauty couch, adjusted her dress and embroidered shoes on the floor. She glanced back at Luo Qiran, who was still sitting, with a cold tone, "Don't go?"
The faster the action is, the better it is for her. What's more, Prince Tan's mansion is tightly guarded, and now she comes in, always stealing some beneficial information and finding her dossier.
Luo Qiran did not expect that she would agree to do him this favor so readily. She stood up smilingly, holding a folding fan in her hand, and keeping up with Feng Jiuge's pace.
The woman Gu Beiyan liked was really proud of her temper.
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Feng Jiuge didn't know where King Tan's study was, but she went with Luo Qiran, and she secretly wrote down the surrounding scenery in case of emergency.
It is not difficult for Gu Beiyan to paint plum blossoms, but how should she speak? Speaking of them, they only met a few times. She only recognized his appearance, but didn't understand his temperament.
Such abrupt request is indeed a bit excessive.
She thought so, and looked at Luo Qiran, who was walking ahead. Since she had agreed to this request, she only wanted to leave the house as soon as possible and hand over the files to Shen Shao Temple.