Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

As soon as Ling Qingyan came out of the palace, after hearing the news of Ling Ling's entry into the capital, before he even had time to change his official uniform, he came to Dingguohou's mansion angrily.

"Shen Chao, come out for me!"

Shen Xuhuai had been prepared for a long time, and came out of the room leisurely: "What's wrong?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me what's wrong?!" Ling Qingyan was furious, "I ask you, why did you bring Lingling to the capital?"

He did everything possible to prevent Ling Ling from going to Beijing, but in the end Shen Xuhuai went to Suizhou and brought her back.

If he had known that Shen Xuhuai's intention to go to Suizhou was this, he should have stopped him from going.

Facing Ling Qingyan's questioning, Shen Xuhuai generously admitted: "I saw that she was pitiful, and I also knew that she and you are cousins, so I decided to take her back to Beijing."

"Hehe." Ling Qingyan laughed back angrily, "Then should I thank you well?"

Shen Xuhuai thought about it seriously, and immediately said: "You don't need to thank me, I heard that there is a new dish in Tianxiang Pavilion, just treat me to a meal."

"Shen Chao! You're making progress!" Ling Qingyan jumped into a rage, and rushed forward with fists in hand.

He had to beat Shen Chao up to vent his anger today!

"Young master Ling, son, don't fight." The young man in green clothes stood aside, neither persuading nor retreating.

The two of them were stubborn, and neither of them could be persuaded by ordinary people.

Shen Xuhuai clasped Ling Qingyan's wrist, restrained him, and said leisurely: "Qingyan, you can't beat me since you were young, so forget it."

"So what if I can't beat you?" Ling Qingyan gritted his teeth, "You are sorry for me today, if I don't beat you up, I really can't sleep!"

He knew better than anyone who Lingling was, but Shen Xuhuai brought Lingling back to the capital and asked her to find Ling Youyao?

If you don't beat him, who will you beat?

Shen Xuhuai had nothing to do with him, and said helplessly: "I didn't discuss this matter with you in advance, but don't worry, Lingling won't do anything to Yao'er."

"She has already lived in the palace, so what's the matter?" Ling Qingyan said angrily, "Lingling only wants to marry Gao Zhi, but now that Fu Mingjue is right in front of her, can she not climb it?"

Shen Xuhuai smiled: "That also has to be that he is willing to give a branch to Lingling."

Although Fu Mingjue is shameless, he has always dismissed other women, even Su Lingxi has not caught his eye, so what about Lingling?

After hearing this, the anger in Ling Qingyan's chest subsided a lot, but she was still angry at Shen Xuhuai's actions.

"Don't think that if you say that, I will forgive you."

Shen Xuhuai let go of his hand, and said with a half-smile: "Then shall I treat you to dinner?"

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Ling Qingyan scolded him as a scoundrel in his heart, can this be resolved with a meal?

"Be honest, why did you bring Lingling back?"

Shen Xuhuai raised his eyebrows and looked at him, pretending to be mysterious: "Let her check something for me."

Ling Qingyan didn't believe it, and snorted softly: "Your Majesty, you have always been very clever, what else do you need someone to check for you?"

"Do you remember our bet?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Ling Qingyan nodded, he naturally remembered that ridiculous bet.

Shen Xuhuai was full of confidence, and said: "I'm probably going to win this time, and you will have to listen to me in the future."

"It's not a foregone conclusion yet, how do you know you will definitely win?" Ling Qingyan said coldly.

"That's not sure"

Shen Xuhuai lowered his eyes, and at that moment, a gleam of light flashed in his amber eyes, he said with a chuckle, "Qingyan, do you think people who have been dead for many years will come back to life?"

Ling Qingyan was confused by his inexplicable words, and said, "It's broad daylight, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"I just ask if you have the possibility of being resurrected from the dead?" Shen Xuhuai insisted.

"How could it be?" Ling Qingyan denied, he never believed in ghosts and gods, "Unless that person didn't die at all."

Shen Xuhuai agreed with a smile: "Yes, she is not dead."

A gust of wind blew up in the courtyard, which made the dead trees in the courtyard tremble and tremble, and the ground was yellowed. The sound of falling leaves covered Shen Xuhuai's soft words, and Ling Qingyan couldn't hear clearly.

Is she not dead?
—Who is not dead?

However, no one answered him.

Not only Shen Xuhuai, but also Fu Mingjue knew about the news of Lingling's stay in the palace, but he didn't stop him, but he felt a little nervous.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Fu Xiuyun put away the memorial and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about the layout of Qiushou's defense." Fu Mingjue replied casually.

Speaking of Qiushou, Fu Xiuyun said casually: "The Futai paddock is three hundred miles away from the capital, bordering Tongzhou on the north and Yulin on the west. Last time you said that the last place Yuanwuwei appeared was Tongzhou, so you can take this opportunity to Find out the whereabouts of Yuanwuwei."

"Yes, I have already sent people to investigate," Fu Mingjue nodded, and asked again, "Which people does His Majesty plan to bring to the autumn hunting this time?"

"The empress is pregnant, so she naturally wants to stay in Beijing. As for the others, it's the same as in previous years."

Fu Xiuyun continued: "Since we want to investigate the whereabouts of Yuanwuwei this time, we should bring more people, so as not to make any mistakes."

"Yes."

"By the way," Fu Xiuyun suddenly looked up at him, "I heard that Ling Annian's daughter has entered Beijing?"

Hearing this, Fu Mingjue's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Yes, I came yesterday."

"Oh, Ling Annian was exiled, she's a girl with no relatives, and the only way to think about it is to go to Beijing to join Ling Yu."

Fu Xiuyun didn't express anything special about this. He knew about Ling Ling's going to Beijing, or in other words, he intended to let Ling Ling go to Beijing.

Fu Mingjue's expression was as usual, and he responded lightly, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

To him, Lingling was just a dying person. If Fu Xiuyun pushed her to Beijing, then he would push her to the execution platform.
Straws of ambergris came out from the gold-plated four-legged incense burner, and the two had different thoughts.

After a while, Fu Xiuyun said: "Okay, since there is nothing wrong, you can go back."

"Your Excellency will leave." Fu Mingjue bowed before leaving the Imperial Study Room.

As soon as he left the palace, Jiang Liu, who was waiting outside, immediately greeted him and looked at Fu Mingjue, hesitant to speak.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Fu Mingjue gave him a cold look.

Jiang Liu looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he lowered his voice and said, "My lord, I went to the backyard to see her this morning. She seems to be dying. Do you want someone to come and see?"

Fu Mingjue's eyebrows twitched, and he asked irrelevantly, "What time is it now?"

"Ah?" Jiang Liu was a little confused, uncertain, "The third day of September in the sixth year of Yong'an, just after the end of time."

"So it's been so long." Fu Mingjue laughed softly, his eyes deepened, "Let Sun Fuzhi come here."

"Yes," Jiang Liu said, "My lord, there is one more thing. Miss Ling lives in the house, do you want to move her away?"

"No, if she finds out, she'll kill her." His voice was very light, and it didn't sound like he was talking about life and death.

"My subordinate understands."

I hope Ling Ling can settle down a bit.