When Pei Luoan arrived at the small Buddhist temple, he saw it in a mess.
The two Taoist nuns saluted Pei Luoan with dark faces.
"What's the matter?" Pei Luoan stopped and asked in a deep voice.
"Your Highness, Miss Xiefeng inside is looking for you." The Taoist nun didn't want to be responsible for the incident. They couldn't bear the consequences of making such a fuss.
Only then did he send someone to report to the prince.
Pei Luoan pushed open the door and saw that it was a real mess inside.
The porridge and vegetables all fell to the ground, followed by Xiefeng, who was holding the spirit tablet in her arms, her clothes were disheveled, and she looked silly with a dull look in her eyes.
"What's going on?" Pei Luoan asked harshly, his eyes falling on the spirit tablet in Xiefeng's hands, on which some light yellow porridge was sprinkled.
"Your Highness, you are here." Xie Feng said softly.
Upon hearing this, Pei Luoan was stunned, his eyes fixed on Xie Feng, his voice trembling: "You... who are you?"
"Your Highness... Who am I? Don't you remember?" Xie Feng looked at Pei Luoan with a dull gaze. Her voice had a flavor that she didn't have before, a little slow and familiar. The name that was about to come out of her mouth made Pei Luoan lock his eyes on Xie Feng tightly.
He asked tentatively: "Han...Han Yue?"
"It turns out that Your Highness has not forgotten me... Lord Linyuan... you are so cold." Xiefeng smiled, with a twisted smile.
These words made Pei Luoan even colder. He stood at the door and stared at Xiefeng. Suddenly, he took a few quick steps, walked in front of Xiefeng, stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiefeng's arm, using such force that he almost broke Xiefeng's hand. Xiefeng almost cried out in pain, but he endured it in the end.
"Hanyue... is it really you?" Pei Luoan asked anxiously.
“Your Highness, this… food… is so disgusting… I can’t eat it… I just want to vomit blood… lots and lots of blood…” Xie Feng’s gaze fell to the ground, looking at the chaotic scene in front of him. Ming Xin said that he couldn’t say anything else at this time, just talk about what was happening in front of him, and he couldn’t talk about the missing jewelry, nor could he beg for mercy.
Everything must be natural. We must not let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince become suspicious, otherwise we will be dead.
This method was thought out by Xiefeng herself, but it was Mingxin who corrected it in the end and reminded her of the details again and again.
The only one she can rely on now is the former Crown Princess, and she must not lose her composure.
"Hanyue? Hanyue!" Pei Luoan hugged Xiefeng tightly, not caring that she was covered in dirt. His voice was low and flustered, and there was a nervousness that he himself was not aware of.
Xie Feng was very nervous, afraid that she would be exposed accidentally. She didn't know what to say at this moment. She could only let the prince hug her tightly. The feeling of being hugged almost suffocated her, and she fainted as she wished.
"Hanyue, Hanyue?" Pei Luoan finally sensed that something was wrong with Xiefeng. He quickly let go of his head, saw Xiefeng who had fainted, and called out hurriedly.
Shake her hard.
Finally, Xie Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked at Pei Luoan in front of him. He seemed unable to recognize him for a moment, then closed his eyes again. Finally, he became excited: "Your Highness the Crown Prince? Is it really you?"
"Who... are you?" Pei Luoan, who was originally excited, stopped, his face turned gloomy, and he looked coldly at Xie Feng in his arms.
"Your Highness, I am Xiefeng!" Xiefeng said hurriedly.
Pei Luoan was stunned for a moment, and pushed the slanting wind away with his hand. He looked up into the air at a loss, muttering to himself: "Hanyue, Hanyue, are you still there? Where are you, are you... still there now?"
As he spoke, he pulled the spirit tablet out of Xie Feng's arms, held it in his own arms, and slowly stood up. His handsome eyes wandered from corner to corner, and finally fell on Xie Feng in front of him.
Xie Feng knelt down again, trembling: "Your Highness... Your Highness..."
"Where is Hanyue?" Pei Luoan asked coldly, squatted down again, raised his hand to strangle Xiefeng's neck.
Xie Feng had to stretch her neck. The suffocating feeling at her neck made it difficult for her to breathe and she could hardly breathe. However, she did not dare to pull Pei Luoan's hand. She just looked at Pei Luoan with sad eyes, begging for his mercy.
Finally, when she was about to faint, her neck loosened and Pei Luoan pushed her away.
He stood up and looked down at her. At this moment, he was once again the high and mighty Crown Prince.
"What happened here and why is it like this?" Pei Luoan asked coldly.
“I… I don’t know either. I only ate the dinner brought from the kitchen. I… I don’t know why it’s like this…” Xie Feng said tremblingly while coughing. His whole body was shaking.
"Are these sent from the kitchen?" Pei Luoan looked at the mess on the floor and the leftover food on the table. To Pei Luoan, these things were almost like pig food.
"Yes... it was sent by the kitchen. I was offering incense to the Crown Princess." Xie Feng just saw the murderous intent in Pei Luoan's eyes. He really wanted to kill her. How could she dare to say anything else at this time? She only said this.
"The kitchen will send these things to you now?" Pei Luoan said with a strange expression.
“I… I am a pure cultivator, this… these are nothing, but I don’t know how… I ended up like this just now, I… I don’t know which god I angered.” Xie Feng finally recovered a little, knowing that he had to continue pretending, otherwise not only would all his previous efforts be wasted, but he would also lose his life.
Pei Luoan stared at her gloomily, as if he wanted to see something else from her face. After a long while, he turned around and left. When he got outside, he said to the two Taoist nuns, "Clean up this place. Don't let me see you like this again."
The two Taoist nuns responded hastily. The prince attached so much importance to this place that they would not be able to take responsibility for anything that happened. Seeing that the prince had no intention of blaming them, they naturally did not dare to raise any objections.
Not long after, she received news from Liu Jingyu, asking her to take care of the kitchen and to send better things to a maid named Xiefeng and not treat her poorly.
Liu Jingyu was so angry that she smashed a jade hairpin on her dressing table.
It would be bad enough that Ji Youran was becoming more powerful, but now he was being suppressed by a mere maid. How could he not be angry
Ji Youran never waited for the result of the Crown Prince's interrogation of Xie Feng, and Xie Feng, who made Ji Youran hate him to the core, was also not taken away by the Crown Prince for interrogation...
When the news of Mingxin reached Prince Ying's palace, Qu Moying was playing the piano under the lamp, and Pei Yuanjun had not returned yet. The sound of the piano was mournful and carried a hint of sadness. It spread far away in the night and made people feel confused.
This is the Prince of England's palace, she is the one who makes the decisions, and it is more free than the Qu Mansion
, and no one would send anyone to scold her for not being able to play the piano in the dark.
Even though the music I played was a bit sad, I felt relaxed, more relaxed than ever before.
This feeling is very wonderful and indescribable, but she just feels this way, compared to her previous life in Ji Mansion and compared to her current life in Qu Mansion, it is the same.
The sound of the piano in her hands slowly stopped, and a faint smile appeared on her delicate face, very light, but also very warm. The sinisterness in her eyes had disappeared. At this moment, she was the real her.
"Master, there is news from the Prince's Mansion." An Dong had been waiting outside for a long time. He came in to report after hearing the piano music stop.
"What do you mean?" Qu Moying raised her head, her eyes were as clear as water, and her long eyelashes fluttered twice under the light, making her look even more charming and stunning.
"It is said that the maid named Xiefeng is fine. Master, why did you save such a traitorous maid?" An Dong curled his lips and said, "That maid is not a good person. I don't know what she did in the matter of the former Crown Princess. I think it must be something bad."
What did Xie Feng do? The calmness in Qu Moying's eyes turned cold. What this maid did was unforgivable. She would be punished, but not now. She was still useful at this time.
Xie Feng is a knife in her hand, a sharp blade to deal with Ji Youran, and it must be used with the most appropriate blade.
At this time, she can't get into trouble.
"Ji Youran will fight with Liu Jingyu, and Xie Feng will be the best bystander." Qu Moying said slowly. As for the affairs of the Eastern Palace, she could not control either Ji Youran or Liu Jingyu, but Xie Feng could. A maid who was nothing would not have been able to survive.
But now that she is able to survive and even has some strength, she will surely be utilized to the maximum in the future.
Her death was driven by Xie Feng, so her hatred will also be driven by this maid...
Since there is no karma in heaven for some things, she will do it herself...
"Master, will they find out over there?" After all, An Dong had been with Qu Moying for a while, and he understood Qu Moying's thoughts best. He thought about it for a moment and understood it. He stopped worrying about it and pointed in the direction of the East Palace. Isn't the biggest place there the home of Crown Prince Pei Luoan
"If Xiefeng wants to survive, he must desperately try to find a way to hide it and pretend that his cousin is with her. She can become his cousin's spokesperson. This is a really good idea." Qu Moying curled her cherry lips. In fact, it was very simple to lead Xiefeng to think in that direction. Just a few words would be enough. Mingxin didn't need to come up with ideas herself.
Xie Feng has an ability, which is to imitate what Ji Hanyue says, very similarly.
Once, Ji Hanyue sneaked out and left Xiefeng behind, asking her to hide in the room and pretend to be sick to avoid Madam Ji's questioning. At that time, it was Xiefeng who said a few words that made Madam Ji's people mistakenly believe that she was in the room.
With such an ability in hand, in such a place, and the person he wanted to rely on was Ji Hanyue, it was easy for Xie Feng to come up with such a crooked idea.
What she wanted to do now was something else. Qu Moying had originally thought of finding another way, but now was the perfect time. The dowry had been returned to the Ji Mansion, and the dowry list had also been returned to the Ji Mansion. Given Madam Ji's temperament, these things might not all be in Madam Duan's hands. It would be better to use Xie Feng than to find Madam Duan...
Slant wind is important...