Chapter 53
Her throat was constricted, and Mingyue suddenly felt difficult to breathe, her pretty face flushed instantly, and her eyes were even more unbelievable.

"I... I believe..."

When Mingyue struggled to say these two words, the man in black let go of her hand, and she fell limp to the ground.

"I'll say it again, this deity is your master now, put away your self-righteousness, if you dare to go against my wishes in the future, this deity will definitely make your life worse than death!"

After leaving these words, the figure of the man in black flickered and disappeared quickly.

And that Mingyue sat down on the ground, panting continuously, with an uncertain expression on his face, which instantly turned into endless hatred.

"Okay... okay you... isn't it just for a bitch?"

Mingyue whispered to herself, her tone was full of hatred, her hands unconsciously grasped her thighs, her nails were deeply embedded in her flesh but she didn't feel it.

……

In the attic, Ding Jiayi used illness as an excuse to prevent other people from visiting.

At this time, she was lying on the bed, with plain clothes and black hair, and a ruddy complexion. Where did she show any signs of illness?

"It seems that it really is the bright moon."

After listening to Jinse's retelling of Sister Cha's words, Ding Jiayi's eyes sparkled and he said with a sneer.

"I heard that Mingyue hasn't shown up for many days in the Linyue Painting Boat, and I don't know what he's planning." Jinse shrugged and sat casually opposite Ding Jiayi.

"That Mingyue is cruel and merciless, and her background is not simple. Have you noticed that when she came to Qingwang's mansion, Mingyue's attitude towards Luo Chengyi was very cold, and she even showed a little disdain." Gill asked.

When she said this, Jinse also showed doubts in her eyes: "The moon painting can have such a great momentum in Qingzhou City, no matter what forces are behind her, she will never offend Qingwang's mansion!"

"What does this mean? Hmph... Either the power behind Mingyue is greater than that of the Qing Palace, or the power behind her is from the Qing Palace!"

Ding Jiayi's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

"You mean, someone in Prince Qing's mansion wants to deal with you?" Jin Se frowned slightly, a little confused.

"I feel that the pool of water in Qingzhou City is getting deeper and muddier." Ding Jiayi stretched his body suddenly. Although the corners of his mouth were raised, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

If when she first came to Qingzhou City, she thought that her task was simply to win the leader of the Oiran Contest and get those few prizes, but now she has completely abandoned this idea.

Qingzhou City, shrouded in endless clouds, is full of the feeling that a storm is about to come.

Ding Jiayi has an intuition that in the next period of time, a major event that will shock the world will happen in Qingzhou City.

Time passed day by day, and the oiran contest was going on quickly.

Although Ding Jiayi is qualified to directly enter the finals, He Niang still pays attention to the progress of the competition every day, but she is a little disappointed that there is no accident in this oiran competition.

On this day, the Oiran Competition finally selected three people to enter the finals, plus Mingyue and Ding Jiayi, a total of five people competed for the final leader.

The day of the finals is scheduled for three days later.

In the past few days, Ding Jiayi has not even been out of the attic, but stayed in the room to practice the dance for the final.

When it comes to talent, Ding Jiayi doesn't think he will lose to others, but this oiran competition is not just about talent.

For this reason, Ding Jiayi had already started preparations ten days ago, and even He Niang and Hong Yi didn't know the specific content of her preparations.

Two days before the final, Sister Cha sent over the latest dance clothes.

……

The night before the final, Ding Jiayi sat in the room and did not go to bed early.

Everything is ready, only tomorrow's performance is left, and Ding Jiayi can't help but feel a little nervous.

Naturally, the nervousness was not because of the competition, but because she felt the mysterious atmosphere in Qingzhou City.

"Tomorrow, there should be many people who will start to act, right?"

Ding Jiayi subconsciously said to himself, the light in his eyes flickered continuously.

At the same time, two brothers Luo Chengfeng and Luo Chengyi were standing in the main courtyard of Prince Qing's Mansion, with their hands hanging on their sides, their heads bowed in a very respectful manner.

And on the first seat sat a middle-aged man in a blue dress.

This middle-aged man looked about 40 years old, with sharp edges and corners, with a hint of sternness, especially those eyes, which were shining all the time, making people afraid to look directly at them.

If you look closely, you will find that this middle-aged man is six to seven points similar to Luo Chengyi, but his temperament is more inclined to Luo Chengfeng.

This person is surprisingly the real master of Prince Qing's Mansion, the younger brother of the Holy One, Prince Qing Luo Lenghui.

No one knew that King Qing would suddenly come back at this time!
Even Luo Chengfeng was extremely surprised. After calming down a little, Luo Chengfeng took a step forward and asked, "Father is in such a hurry to come back, could it be that something went wrong there?"

King Qing raised his eyes, and glanced at Luo Chengfeng lightly, without any emotion: "It's okay, things over there are going very smoothly, so this king came back early."

King Qing has always had such a cold attitude towards Luo Chengfeng, and Luo Chengfeng is used to it, so he doesn't care.

At this time, Luo Chengyi smiled at King Qing and said, "Father, Yi'er has already done what you told me before you left."

"Well, Yi'er did a good job. I kept hearing news from here." Facing Luo Chengyi, King Qing was indeed much gentler, even with a hint of a smile on his face.

Sure enough, as rumored outside, this King Qing didn't like to see his eldest son, but he doted on this youngest son who was fond of wine and sex.

Looking at their father's loving and filial son, Luo Chengfeng didn't feel the slightest turmoil in his heart. If he was a child, he might still feel that it was unfair, but after so many years, he no longer expects his father to pay him any attention.

Qing Wang and Shizi are not like father and son, but more like the relationship between master and son.

"Chengfeng, is there any news from Shangjing?" King Qing asked suddenly.

Luo Chengfeng came back to his senses, and immediately replied: "Yes, the Green Wing Guard sent back news that there have been recent turmoil in Shangjing, and the forces of all parties are not very peaceful. It is said that the Holy Majesty has been ill recently and has not been in court for two months. .”

Hearing this news, King Qing's eyes suddenly burst into light: "Oh? It's really good news! What about the other palaces and forces?"

"King Jin'an still stays at home, and King Ji is secretly training troops in his territory; the backyard of King Yan is on fire, and the other kings are silent. In Shangjingzhong, civil servants are eyeing Yuwen's house, and the generals are still the same, without changing..."

Luo Chengfeng told the situation of Shangjing and other fiefdoms in just a few words. If people can see this scene, they will definitely be shocked.

Qingzhou is located to the east of Shangjing, with Jizhou in the middle, and its location is relatively remote, but Qingwang's forces can clearly inquire about the situation in Shangjing.

After Qing Wang listened carefully, he nodded his head slightly, his expression regained his sternness.

"It's ready over there, just wait for the end here. It's best if you can get the thing quietly, if you can't... no matter how big the sacrifice is, you must get the thing!"

King Qing's voice was extremely cold, and his gaze stayed on Luo Chengfeng.

Luo Chengfeng knows what King Qing means very well. At that time, he will be the key, everyone's attention will be attracted by him, and if an accident happens, Luo Chengyi will definitely be taken away immediately for protection, and King Qing will go get it. That thing, as for him...

Luo Chengfeng couldn't help but sneered in his heart, but his face was still indifferent.

"Father, don't worry, for the great cause, the child knows what to do."

The same cold words were exactly the same as Qing Wang's.

King Qing looked at Luo Chengfeng with a gleam in his eyes.

For Luo Chengfeng, the eldest son, it is impossible to say that he is dissatisfied. Since childhood, he has shown a calmness beyond his peers, and sometimes even he is surprised by his ability.

But the more so, the more indifferent King Qing was to Luo Chengfeng.

If it weren't for his blurred blood, King Qing might really have raised Luo Chengfeng as his heir.

Unfortunately……

King Qing didn't care whether Luo Chengfeng was really his own son, even if he was, King Qing would still sacrifice him.

For the great cause, what is it to sacrifice a son?As long as the final goal is achieved, any sacrifice and effort are worthwhile.

(End of this chapter)

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