Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 232 Ambition
On this day, Liu Yan waited at the gate of Jiuyou Palace for most of the day, when he saw the emperor, it was already late at night.

Feng Jiuyou came out of the bedroom, saw a trace of coldness in Liuyan's eyes, glanced at Hsinchu beside Liuyan and said indifferently: "Go in and wait, be careful not to wake up the queen."

Hsinchu blushed and nodded again and again, greeted Hou's maid who had prepared everything in the distance, and trotted into the bedroom.

Feng Jiuyou took Liu Yan directly to the study in Jiuyou Palace, sat down and motioned for Liu Yan to speak.

Liu Yan hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the King of Nanjun has entered the capital, and he is visiting the Supreme Emperor at the Supreme Harmony Palace."

Feng Jiuyou was not surprised at all, with a slight smile on his face, and a lazy voice: "I only arrived in Jingling City in four months, which is a long time behind compared to last time."

Liu Yan was taken aback for a moment, and said puzzledly: "The emperor means that the king of Nanjun doesn't care about the life or death of his son?"

After finishing speaking, he quickly opened his mouth: "The emperor forgives the sin, and the flames have passed."

Feng Jiuyou is in a very good mood today, even if she is in the study right now, she still remembers Ruan Mianmian's charming and well-behaved image in her arms when she left just now.

"Among the uncle's heirs, there is only one son. The only son committed such a serious crime, how could he ignore his life?"

Taking a sip of tea, Feng Jiuyou said coldly: "He's just waiting, waiting for my order."

"That's a thousand-year-old fox, and I won't take it lightly until the last moment." Throwing a memorial in his hand to Liu Yan, Feng Jiuyou said coldly: "I gave him four months, and he finally Still can't stand it anymore."

Liu Yan didn't understand what the emperor meant, but she didn't ask.

Feng Jiuyou said in a good mood: "His son wants to grab a woman from me, even if I kill his son, he has nothing to say."

"But if that happens, my country will not be peaceful." Feng Jiu said quietly: "I am not afraid of the millions of troops in Nanjun, but the Xiliu Kingdom and the Frontier Fortress Kingdom are staring at each other. The Fengtian Dynasty cannot withstand such a toss. .”

With a faint smile, Feng Jiuyou lazily said: "I never thought that I would take Feng Changxi's life at this time, and it would still be useful to keep his life. When it is useless, I will give him a good ending."

Looking at the smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth, Liuyan suddenly thought of the King of Lausanne who was far away in the city of Lausanne.

In the royal residence of Lausanne City, Feng Junxi, who was discussing matters with his confidants in the study, said with a smile: "He, Feng Jiuyou, won't kill me. Everyone in the world thinks that he has a benevolent heart and a benevolent heart."

With a soft snort, Feng Junxi sneered and said: "It's not true, if he kills me, he will be scolded by the world."

The confidant said: "What the lord said is that if the emperor kills you, he will be convicted. It stands to reason that you are the real heir to the throne. Once you are in the same generation, the throne will not belong to His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince."

Feng Junxi had a gentle smile on his face, and there was indeed deep-seated hatred in his eyes: "He thought that by making me the King of Lausanne, I would be grateful to him?"

A gloomy look flashed across his eyes, and Feng Junxi said coldly: "In the future, when this palace is crowned the Great Treasure, the first person to kill will be him, Feng Jiuyou!"

Looking at all the confidantes, Feng Junxi showed a gentle look on his face: "At the same time, my palace will definitely remember everyone's contributions, and pay homage to each other one by one!"

The confidantes warmed their hearts and said thank you again and again.

Feng Junxi fantasized in his mind what he would look like after he ascended the throne, the smile on his face became more gentle, and all sorts of complacency inadvertently appeared in his eyes.

He has always been good at hiding his thoughts, but he never thought that in the end, all he had was making wedding dresses for others.

The man in black was right, the heir to the throne in my father's heart was not him at all, but Feng Jiuyou.

He doubted it, believed it, and finally chose not to believe it.

Comparing his mind, he used to think that none of those brothers could compare to him.The third younger brother loves piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and landscapes, and really doesn't care much about the imperial court.

But whether he has the intention or not, he will guard against it.After all, according to seniority, apart from him, the third brother is the heir to the throne.

At that time, Feng Chengao, whom he thought was the most powerful competitor, did not expect that Feng Chengao was also the one who died first.

Feng Chengao had no one in his eyes, relying on the power of millions of soldiers, he didn't take him as the crown prince seriously.

Even though he had a lot of dissatisfaction with Feng Chengao, at that time he thought that he was the crown prince, the throne would be his sooner or later, and his father hated seeing his siblings suspicious, he had been deliberately covering up his dissatisfaction, just waiting for one day to be crowned a great treasure, Deal with Feng Chengao again.

The confidant opened his mouth and said: "My lord, that side of Xiliu country..."

Feng Junxi squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "Although we are now in the most affluent city of Lausanne in the Fengtian Dynasty, it is only the most affluent city."

"Compared to Jingling City, Lausanne City is richer than Jingling City, but less prepared for war." After a pause, Feng Junxi continued: "The soldiers of the Xiliu Kingdom are strong and strong, if we go around Nanjun and attack Lausanne City, our Lausanne City will only be beaten. .”

A trace of calculation flashed across his eyes, Feng Junxi said: "Although this king is the king of Lausanne, if there is any problem in the city of Lausanne, do you think Feng Jiuyou will let this king go?"

All the confidantes were taken aback for a moment, they naturally understood the meaning of the prince's words.

The emperor was only unable to directly attack the prince because of his status, but if there was any problem with the prince, even if it was a trivial matter, the emperor would probably make use of it.

At that time, sesame seeds will turn into mung beans, and small things will become big things. They will really wait like this, and there will be no chance of turning over.

Feng Junxi looked at the dignified expressions on everyone's faces, and said with a leisurely smile: "You don't have to worry, this king is doing well, if he, Feng Jiuyou, really wants to frame this king, this king is not So bullying."

Only the city of Lausanne is just the beginning, and now that the people of Xiliu Kingdom are offering to help, how can he refuse?

Thinking that the entire Fengtian Dynasty would be his in the future, what they wanted in Xiliu Kingdom was nothing more than a hair.

"My lord, the lord of the Seiliu Kingdom is not a good lord." Wei Wei's confidant said.

Feng Junxi had a deep look in his eyes, and said with a slight smile: "If he is a good lord, how could the current king of Xiliu Kingdom fall on him?"

Another confidant said: "My lord, this time King Xiliu brought Princess Xiluo here, I'm afraid there may be some deep meaning behind it."

Feng Junxi said indifferently: "Because of the Nanjun King's guarding, decades of peace have passed in Nanjun. Although the Xiliu Kingdom has no good intentions, if it can help the king, the king does not mind helping him. Bundle."

"Since he brought Princess Xi Rao from Xiliu Kingdom here, he should also try to show his sincerity." Feng Junxi looked at his confidants with a smile and said, "Such kindness, this king will naturally not refuse."

A confidant who had met King Xiliu said doubtfully, "My lord, but a few days ago, King Xiliu didn't mention the marriage."

A confidant next to him said: "If King Xiliu is sincere in marrying our lord, about the marriage, he should be the first to invite me to the emperor."

Although Feng Junxi didn't want to hear those words, Feng Jiuyou was indeed the emperor at this moment.

And what that confidant said was right, if King Xiliu was going to cooperate with him in the form of marriage, the best way would be for King Xiliu to come forward to invite Feng Jiuyou.

(End of this chapter)