Dressed as the mistress of the Hou family, I became the white moonlight in the Beijing circle

"We still don't know what Cui Shangshu has in mind." Shen Ji lowered his eyebrows slightly, pinched Heizi's fingertips and moved it slightly, "But this Sui Yin... I guess it has some use."

"What's the use?" Yuan Chen raised his eyebrows, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, "It's just a charlatan, what's the use?"

Shen Ji didn't even raise his head. His eyes were as dark as ink, staring at the chess game in front of him. "Everything in the court is changing rapidly. Your husband should know how to worry."

Yuan Chen paused, and a look of inquiry flashed through his eyes, "Master Shen, you mean... you want me to borrow Sui Yin's hand to get rid of my opponent?"

A son falls, the outcome is decided.

Shen Ji raised the corners of his lips slightly, ignoring Lu Qingfeng's somewhat frustrated look opposite him, and turned to look at Yuan Chen, with a hint of direction, "The spies are here to report that the eldest prince has been quite active in recent times. Although the fiefdom is far away, it is still there." There is no way to stop his wolfish ambition."

"Cui Shangshu's intention is unclear. Lang Jun wants someone to investigate carefully. If he really didn't side with other princes, he is here for the emperor."

Yuan Chen lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes, "Master Shen continued."

Shen Ji raised his lips, his brows and eyes were very cold, "Since it is to attract attention in front of the emperor, why don't we help him..."

After finishing speaking, Shen Ji raised his hand and picked up the fire tongs leaning on the table, picked up a piece of broken charcoal and threw it into the brazier, saying calmly, "Let the fire burn brighter."

"But..." Yuan Chen hesitated and said in a deep voice, "They are my brothers after all, so right..."

"Lang Jun."

Shen Ji interrupted him. Yuan Chen paused and raised his head in a daze.

Shen Ji was sitting on a wooden bench, his hands hanging on his knees. He looked noble, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.

"Does Mr. Lang still remember what he said when he persuaded me to submit?" Shen Ji tightened his lips and said warmly, "Mr. Lang has great ambitions, and I believe in them and will follow them."

"It's a rare opportunity right now. Do you really want to miss this girl just for that little friendship?"

Shen Ji's words were like a long sword, piercing into Yuan Chen's heart, making him black-faced.

"Mr. Sir, think twice." Lu Qingfeng also restrained his thoughts and looked serious, "Master Shen gave his advice bluntly. Although his words were straightforward, he hit the nail on the head. Throughout the ages, the road to becoming a prince has always been full of thorns. If you don't cut them off with your sword, When the thorn grows wildly, it will hurt itself!"

Yuan Chen took a deep breath, feeling his scalp numb, and whispered, "Xie Li..."

When Xie Li heard him calling her name, her expression moved slightly, and she only left one sentence, "Mr. Lang, the overall situation is important. You must not be indecisive."

Yuan Chen lowered his head, looking a little disappointed. His slender eyes were fixed on the tea in front of him, silent.

"As the saying goes, the most ruthless emperor's family is the most ruthless." Shen Ji raised his hand, held the teapot with his slender fingers, poured himself a cup of tea, and whispered, "Mr. Lang is in such a difficult situation, why don't you think about it if there is another prince? Will they care about brotherhood?"

Yuan Chen thought for a moment and said lightly, "Master Shen, I will leave it to you to thoroughly investigate Cui Shangshu."

After a cup of tea, Shen Ji and Lu Qingfeng left together, leaving only Yuan Chen and Xie Li in the room.

Yuan Chen's face was gray and he looked uninterested, "Xie Li...I didn't want to be like this..."

Xie Li stopped drinking tea, raised his eyes to look at him, and said quietly, "Mr. Lang did nothing wrong."

Yuan Chen looked a little dazed and murmured, "Why can't a wise man deserve this position? Anyone who has the ability can take over. In this way, there is no need to sacrifice so many lives..."

Hearing this, Xie Li twitched the corners of his mouth, with a half-smile on his face, "Desire is the reason, sir, don't worry about it."

Yuan Chen took a sip of strong tea and said calmly, "Brother the Emperor once taught me how to play Cuju and the piano when I was young. Unfortunately... we have all changed." "Sentimentality is not suitable for a gentleman." Xie Li raised his hands and clasped his hands. He closed the big cloak around his body and said in a deep voice, "I still feel that the noble and arrogant gentleman from before is more pleasing to my eyes."

Yuan Chen smiled bitterly, held his forehead, and looked at him with interest, "Master Shen and Brother Lu have a long-term vision. I just think they are quite old, so they know a lot of truths."

"But you, who are about the same age as me, are plotting to harm your brothers and sisters. How can you be so calm?" Yuan Chen raised his eyebrows, "Those are family members who live with us day and night. Are you really okay with that? ?”

Xie Li laughed, and a dark color flashed across his eyes, "Mr. Lang is joking. If I have a good heart, I am afraid that I will not be crowned prince in a hundred years."

His magnanimity made Yuan Chen lose his mind for a moment. He looked at Xie Li's eyes as deep as a deep pool and silently closed his mouth.

For a moment, there was only the sound of tables clinking together in the room.
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Qingling Fang Family
"You said she is Granny Miaoxuan?" Fang Lan widened his eyes and looked at his sister in disbelief.

In her shocked eyes, Fang Xu nodded slowly.

Fang Lan glanced sideways, sizing up Miao Xuan, his eyes full of suspicion, and murmured in a low voice, "Could he have brought back a charlatan?"

"It's not bad." Fang Xu smiled helplessly and whispered, "I have asked you carefully about what happened many years ago, and everything is correct."

Hearing this, Fang Lan breathed a sigh of relief, but still said with some disapproval, "What do you want to do by bringing this person back? Could it be that you also want to imitate those powerful people and raise a fortune teller at home?"

Fang Xu originally wanted to explain, but then he thought about it and agreed, "Why not?"

Fang Lan frowned, "Take her to the capital? Live in the Houfu?"

Fang Xu blinked and repeated, "Why not?"

Fang Lan was speechless for a moment, glared at Fang Xu, then looked at Granny Chen aside, and said loudly, "Grandma Chen, clean up the house and come out."

My sister remembered that every time she came out, she couldn't be beaten again and again, and she couldn't be thrown away again and again, so she had no choice but to pamper her.

"Hey!" Mrs. Chen responded and quickly waved to Miao Xuan with a gentle smile, "Old sister, come with me."

Miao Xuan nodded politely and walked towards her direction.

at night
The Fang sisters changed into decent clothes, took off the ornaments on their heads, and came to the hall together.

There were many white candles burning in the room, and there were more than a dozen memorial tablets placed on the long table. The cool breeze blew by, making people's hair stand on end.

Fang Lan walked into the room and knelt down in front of the futon on the left side.

Fang Xu followed her example and knelt beside her.

There were three sticks of incense placed in front of them. The Fang sisters raised their hands and pinched one. They shouted in unison, "As the Zhongyuan Dynasty approaches, the descendants of the Fang family come here to support their relatives and set up an incense banquet to express their gratitude for their ancestors' kindness."

One fragrance falls, two fragrances rise.

"Father, mother, my daughter has come to fulfill her filial piety. Please bless the whole family and everything goes well."

Fang Xu held the second incense stick and gently inserted it into the incense basin.

I don't know if the window was not closed properly, but Fang Xu put the second stick of incense into the basin. Just as the cold wind blew by, the burning sparks lit up strangely for a moment. (End of chapter)