Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 425 Xuan Yuheng Full of Heartbreak

"It's bad! Bad things can't be any worse!" Feng San said sitting on the ground and began to wipe away tears, "One Prince Ji is already enough to give Beichen a headache, and now the little emperor of Eastern Zhou has come to join in the fun!"

"Master Feng, I'm from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty after all, so I can only talk here. What to do is up to you." After Lian Qingcheng finished speaking, she stood up with her skirt in her hands and Yingying left, with Qiuyue behind her followed out.

"How is he?" Lian Qingcheng asked.

"What can I do, he knows that I am the young lady who stayed behind to watch him, but this person is very discerning, he doesn't hide anything, he always asks me about everything, now the mansion is about to treat me as Mrs. Feng It's gone." Qiuyue said, laughing first.

"He knew he couldn't hide it from you, so he didn't bother to hide it from you."

"Naturally," Qiuyue smiled confidently, "But miss, it's getting more and more difficult for Beichen and Dongzhou to communicate with each other. It seems that the little emperor started to investigate us."

"I know, it's fine." Lian Qingcheng sighed, at this difficult moment, acting cautiously could no longer keep up with the pace of development of the situation.

……

On the way back, Ye Zi asked Lian Qingcheng, "What will Master Feng do?"

Lian Qingcheng took Ye Zi's arm and walked slowly in the snow deep on the ankle, and said slowly: "Yes, Mr. Feng, what will you do?"

Probably because of the tacit understanding, no one in Beichen knew about the thing, but some people with sharp eyes and ears in Dongzhou had already smelled it. Pointing to Bian Yang.

As for the solitude between the living and Bian Yang, no one has disturbed him until now, he just made a light blow, intending to bring disaster to the east and burn that lifeless Wei Feng to death.

After Fan Desi left, Wei Feng did not stop searching for the news of Chasing Feng. When such a precious thing as the detailed diagram of the formation appeared, anyone who wasn't a pig could imagine what Prince Ji would do when he knew about it, so he strengthened his vigilance while searching. For fear that Lord Ji would come to the door to take his life, he even sealed off the city gate and checked it carefully every time he entered or exited.

Mo Lanshang didn't care about this, and let Wei Feng make trouble. Anyway, Prince Ji didn't plan to do anything. He would occasionally worry that his son-in-law wouldn't be stupid again. It's fine to be stupid once. If he is stupid again, he will lose his life. yes.

Ji Li sat on the roof, letting the cold wind tear his clothes, looked in Bei Chen's direction, and then withdrew his eyes.

All the bureaus are proceeding in an orderly manner, he is very satisfied, and the time cannot be delayed, what else is he going to do?

The matter of the detailed diagram of Quan's formation has not yet reached Beichen, but Feng San said that he was already on pins and needles, pacing back and forth in the room with trembling hands, even Qiuyue was not interested in teasing him, he had a way I can find out whether this matter is true, and I can barely stop it, but this method is the reason why Lian Qingcheng told him this matter. Lian Qingcheng is counting on him and wants him to do this, so he I couldn't help thinking, that aunt, is she playing tricks on herself again?

He very much hoped that his brain would be more flexible, and he would think of a good plan to avoid falling into Lian Qingcheng's tricks, but he thought and thought, thinking that it was getting dark, his brain was about to explode, but still Unable to think of any solution, feeling frustrated, he sat listlessly on the door pier, took a bite of the fried dough stick in his hand, and sighed up to the sky, "Hey."

"What are you worried about?" Qiuyue kicked him. She gave him the fritters in the morning when she saw his pity. He didn't expect him to take a bite until now.

Feng San said that he held the little foot in his arms and sighed, but Qiuyue kicked him several times without kicking him away.

"You let go!"

"Yueyue, do you think your lady is planning to kill me?" Feng San said holding his feet close to his chest, but he didn't let go anyway, still chewing on the fried dough sticks.

Qiuyue's face was about to turn pale with anger, she leaned on the door frame and snorted coldly, "If my lady wanted you to die, you would have died thousands of times already, and she didn't intend to do anything to you if she let you live till now!"

"That's true, your lady is really not a human brain."

"Who do you think is not a human brain?!" Qiuyue kicked Feng Sanshou so hard that he fell straight backwards and fell to the ground on his back. Stuck.

Qiu Ye didn't pay attention to him, until Feng San's humming became farther and farther away, Qiu Yue looked back, and Feng San said that he had already sat in the sedan chair and went out in the winter night.

Qiuyue smiled, wrote a letter and sent it to the palace. Lian Qingcheng, who was in a light sleep, woke up when she heard footsteps, looked at the letter, and threw it into the brazier. Her complexion became whiter, and there was a smile in the corner of her eyes.

"Don't go to bed so late?" Xuan Yuheng shook off the snowflakes on his body and walked in, with a gust of cold wind blowing the candlelight, "This year's snow is surprisingly heavy, you have to pay attention to your body."

"I'm fine, you, why are you here?" Lian Qingcheng stepped aside and added some silver charcoal, making the fire brighter.

"Come and see you, the new year will be in two or three months, how do you want to spend this year?" Xuan Yuheng stretched out his hands to keep warm, as usual.

"It's all right, you can live as you arrange."

"Well," Xuan Yuheng smiled, "New Year's in the palace is very boring, nothing more than fireworks and firecrackers, ministers meeting, eating New Year's Eve dinner, and making a fuss."

"You don't have to break Beichen's rules for me. I didn't get your consent when I came to Beichen. I know you had no choice but to pick me here. We can't compete with him now. I don't want you to make things difficult." Lian Qingcheng knew, Xuan Yuheng asked this because of her, and wanted to get rid of all those noisy things.

Xuan Yuheng was smoothing Lian Qingcheng's white hair with the warm hands of the charcoal fire. Even after so long, he felt distressed when he saw the white hair, so there was a little emotion in his eyes, "Where did you say that?" , you, here alone, worrying about Jili, and Beichen's future, how can I let you do something you don't like."

"you……"

"You don't have to comfort me. There are already many people you want to comfort. I am fine. I am able to sit on the dragon chair more and more calmly. I am used to reviewing memorials, and I am more and more proficient in using the power in my hand. I .very good."

"I'm very sorry……"

"It has nothing to do with you, these are just fate, Qingcheng, if you are well, I will be satisfied. You see, when you are most sad, the one who is by your side is not Ji Li, not Gu Hanxun, but It's me, I'm pretty satisfied."

He straightened Lian Qingcheng's white hair and sighed, "I know you have been in touch with Mr. Feng all the time. I don't blame you, let alone him. On the contrary, I'm very happy that someone has worked so hard for Beichen. If I really lost to Ji Li, can you promise me one thing?"

(End of this chapter)