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Chapter 487 Reconciliation (1)

Now it was Qi Feng's turn to be stunned. He was just talking casually. After all, Jiang Ruan is now the princess, so how could he always walk with him, a foreign man? Although he was close to Xiao Shao, he always felt that with Jiang Ruan Linglong's thoughts, he might not have discovered his thoughts. Jiang Ruan, who could not rub the sand in his eyes, could speak the word "good" so calmly. Qi Feng also stared at him blankly for a moment and did not speak.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ruan seemed to notice his gaze and smiled, "What, you have to be busy with something, so you don't want to go out with me? I'll bother you this time. At worst, I'll just count on the money in the future."

Qi Feng came to his senses. He was also a person with temperament. Jiang Ruan, a woman, was so calm. It seemed a bit strange if he refused again. Besides, Da Jinchao was not so harsh about women who became relatives. As long as there was no intimate behavior, it would be fine. Thinking that Jiang Ruan was not happy in the mansion recently, it would be better to go out to relax. He smiled and said, "How dare you, let's prepare a carriage."

Lian Qiao was a little hesitant. If Jiang Ruan went out with Qi Feng like this, why did it seem like Qi Feng was deliberately poaching the wall? Every time Qi Feng looked at Jiang Ruan's eyes, his eyes were a little strange. Lian Qiao, as Jiang Ruan's personal maid, noticed it and muttered in her heart. Lu Zhu didn't have so many concerns, just said: "How long have the young lady been trapped in the mansion these days? It's good to go out for a walk. Mr. Qi is not only a friend of the son-in-law, but also has a sense of restraint."

Tianzhu said: "I protect them, Lian Qiao, go with me. Luzhu stays in the mansion. If you meet Liao Meng on the street, you may have trouble again." Tianzhu's words have always been short. As a former Jinyiwei, Tianzhu's incident this time was beyond everyone's expectations. He stood firmly on Luzhu's side. In her opinion, Liao Meng has ulterior motives. This matter is probably aimed at Luzhu. It's better that Dewzhu should not go out these days. Who knows that there are any curves of intestines, so Dewzhu will not be caught in the trap when he goes out.

Luzhu also knew that Tianzhu was worried about him, and felt warm in his heart, and agreed with a smile. After the few people finished packing up, they left the gate of the palace.

In the room, a young man was sitting in front of the chessboard and playing chess with him. The man looked very beautiful from the distance, especially his sharp chin, which seemed to be full of beauty, and his lips were as bright as rouge. But when he got closer, he looked, the beauty was destroyed by the green fox eyes.

He had half his face and was wearing a mask, staring at the chess game in front of him leisurely. At some point, a person appeared in the room and whispered: "Sir, Jiang Ruan and Qi Feng have left the palace."

The room was silent for a long time. The man holding the chess piece was pinched with one hand, frowned and studied the chess game carefully, as if he was considering where to start. After a while, he smiled slightly, dropped the chess piece into the center, and said, "Go out."

The person in the room quickly stepped back. The man looked at the chess game in front of him. The smile on the corner of his lips became more and more charming, as if he had some meaningful meaning. He looked at the chessboard for a while and suddenly reached out and brushed his sleeves. The chess pieces on the chessboard were instantly disrupted. All the pieces fell to the ground, and the hit made a crisp sound. The man seemed to be very enjoying. He closed his eyes and listened quietly. After a long time, he raised his eyes again and looked at the windowsill.

There was a pot of orchids placed on the windowsill. The white petals of the orchids were slightly stretched, as if they were trembling gently as if they were in their lives. In this gloomy house with light, it seemed like a ray of light, emitting a strange fragrance. The man smiled slightly and whispered: "It is best to attack the heart, but it is also a woman."

This time, it was very condescending.

When rumors emerged in the capital, the palace was a little calm and strange. The emperor went to court and went down to court as usual, and reviewed daily memorials. He scolded ignorant ministers and beheaded heads, and beheaded heads, and be promoted and rewarded. However, some careful ministers found that the emperor had not been concerned about the affairs of the court for a long time. He even changed his previous enthusiasm for the thirteenth prince Xuan Pei, and now he was in a state of ignorance of both princes. Whether in the court or at the bottom, these two princes seemed to have been forgotten.

So the ministers were confused. If they had a daughter in the harem, they wanted to ask her to bring a message back. What does this emperor mean now? I never thought that the news brought back by the female relatives was even more bleak. Not only the two princes, but the emperor now rarely went to the harem. There were few concubines in the palace who could approach him. Now, in addition to the beauty Mu Xirou, the little Xiuyi Dong Ying'er was closest to the emperor, and that was just because she was good at imperial meals.

The harem ladies complained that they had lost their beauty and let down the palace, but the ministers of the previous dynasty smelled an unusual smell from it. These ministers had seen the world, and the emperor's actions that seemed to be just small moves might have meaning. For example, the neglect of the two princes. Although it was strange, the ministers would not really give up their support for the two princes because of the emperor's neglect. Now they were betting, but they were afraid that they would stand in the wrong team. If they bet correctly, they would win the bet and bet with great wealth. Therefore, the memorandum of the request to change the crown prince would still fly to the emperor's desk like snowflakes.

In the room, Mingyue looked at Xuan Pei who was sitting at the table practicing calligraphy. When everyone was now fighting in teams, Xuan Li used endless means, either tough or tempted to win over his connections, Xuan Pei seemed to be extremely relaxed. He was happy to practice calligraphy in the room all day long to nourish his spirit, like a prince who cultivated his character. If Mingyue and Chaoyang were not now Xuan Pei's confidants, they knew his unknown ambitions, they would probably think that this beautiful boy with a smile really didn't have so many plans and plans in his heart, but just a little smart and noble young man.

Mingyue said: "Your Highness, today, both the Lord Wang Ge and Prime Minister Qiu's mansion sent people to the Eighth Prince's mansion, and it took an entire hour to leave the mansion. This is the second time."

Xuan Pei said "happy" and continued to dip his words in ink without caring about it. Chaoyang and Mingyue looked at each other. Although the palace maids should not discuss the matter of the master, Mingyue and Chaoyang were ones who were Xiao Shao who came to help Xuanpei, and the other was also an old man in the palace. The battle for the throne was sometimes not just a battle between two princes, but a battle between the two forces. If one person loses, the people who support him behind his back are often the struggle for the throne, and the struggle for the throne is often in the end. The sacrifice and cruelty are just for that position.
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