pungent peasant girl

Chapter 561
These words reached Leng Furong's ears, and Leng Furong's expression was very calm, without any disturbance, "Oh, then there should be an imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment."

"That's right, all the imperial doctors were called, but they were helpless. In the end, they found an old priest to help the father wake up."

"That's right, so it seems that this Taoist priest is a very capable person."

Meng Qianyan finished cultivating the soil, and stood up, "Master Leng, do you really not care about the emperor's well-being at all? The priest also said that the emperor's days are numbered."

Leng Furong said calmly: "I'm an ordinary person, and I can't control it. Well, princess, you have helped me take care of Hua, I think you and Fourth Highness should really leave."

"Your original name was Leng Furong, right?" Luo Ziyan looked at her and asked in a low tone.

"So what?"

"You know my father, right?"

"Hehe, everyone in the world knows each other."

"No, Mrs. Leng, you understand what I mean. Your relationship with my father must have been very close at least for a certain period of time in the past."

Leng Furong shook her head, "Your Highness the Fourth Highness really thinks too much."

"Even after the father fell into a coma, he kept calling me Rongmei."

"So what?" Leng Furong said, "There are probably tens of thousands of people with the word Rong in their name."

Luo Ziyan said stubbornly, "But I believe it's you."

"No."

"If it was someone else, he would be very excited when he heard the news that the emperor was seriously ill and might die soon. And Mrs. Leng, you are so calm. However, your heart and your appearance seem to be Is it the same? Is there really no disturbance in my heart?"

Luo Ziyan looked at Leng Furong and said word by word.

Leng Furong fell silent, and looked away without saying a word.

"Father has been looking for you, although I don't know what he wants to do." Luo Ziyan said again.

Leng Furong still didn't speak.

Luo Ziyan sighed, "Father rolled off the dragon chair when he came to court, frightening the courtiers, the queen and the princes, and he just woke up now. He is sick and very sick. serious."

"Master Leng, are you really unmoved?" Meng Qianyan couldn't help asking.

"Okay, if that's the case, let's pretend we haven't been here before." Luo Ziyan took Meng Qianyan's hand, got up and walked outside.

Where it came in, over the wall.

The carriage stopped at the corner of the tea house not far away, Meng Qianyan felt strangely uncomfortable.

"Ziyan."

"Qianyan, don't think too much, we have tried our best."

"Wait a minute, princess." A gentle female voice came from behind.

Meng Qianyan paused, she knew this was from Furong Pavilion.

"Prince, my master wants me to entrust you with a word."

"What?"

"She said, if you have time to go there again, take her with you."

Meng Qianyan smiled, "Okay, I see."

The matter of Wei Mingru rolling off the dragon chair, although the forces in the court kept pressing him.

However, there are always some people who hope that this matter can be revealed to the public.

Therefore, after Wei Mingru rested for three days and did not go to court, the news still came out.

Dahe's emperor fell ill and rolled off the dragon chair.

The news gradually spread throughout the capital.

But everyone in the court was quiet.

As if nothing happened.

But everyone knows that the storm will come soon.

Another day passed, the sun moved to the west, and the sky and earth in the west were covered with fiery clouds.

Apparently tomorrow will be excellent weather.

Meng Qianyan was at the door of the back kitchen, instructing the cooks to prepare dinner, while discussing some trivial matters in the mansion with the housekeeper.

Outside, a young man came over, "Prince, I have something to do."

"talk."

"The people from the Furong Pavilion are here, and they said yes, the owner of the Furong Pavilion doesn't want to wait any longer, and wants to go soon." The servant said without thinking.

But Meng Qianyan could understand.

Although Leng Furong was very calm that day.

But the more calm you are, the more turbulent you will be in your heart.

The news spread like wildfire and spread throughout the capital.

Leng Furong confirmed that the news was more real and became anxious.

She totally understands.

"The princess?"

"Okay, let's take today's dinner to my mother's. I won't be in the mansion anymore. I have some things to deal with."

"Yes, princess."

"By the way, is His Highness Fourth in the mansion?"

"No, His Royal Highness has not been at home these days."

"Okay, if he comes back, you can tell him for me."

By the time we reached the gate of the palace, it was already dark.

Meng Qianyan got off the carriage first, followed by Leng Furong.

Meng Qianyan looked at her.She was dressed in the clothes of an aunt in charge of the court.

Although the clothes are ordinary, it can't hide her outstanding appearance and temperament.

"We're here, we're going in, Master Leng, you must keep a low profile and don't be seen by others."

Leng Furong nodded, and glanced at the gate of the palace from the corner of her eye.

The mighty and tall guards guarded it.

The vermilion door was wide open.

Stepping over the high threshold, there is a wide and secluded avenue inside.

Meng Qianyan walked in front, and Leng Furong silently followed behind her.

She doesn't seem to be too unfamiliar with everything here.

"Father's bedroom is here." Meng Qianyan said in a low voice.

"Well, there won't be anyone else here?"

"If there is, there should be no one who knows you anyway."

The two of them walked to the end of the avenue and crossed into a small path.

After all, Meng Qianyan's heart was a little beating.

She suddenly remembered that she hadn't asked about the relationship between Leng Furong and the emperor.
Of course she wanted to ask again, but it was very inconvenient.

Teams of patrolling guards walked across the avenue.

Leng Furong suddenly stopped walking.

"What's the matter? Master Leng."

Leng Furong frowned, her pair of curved willow-leaf eyebrows seemed to detect a hint of danger.

"This way—" In the distance, a deliberately low voice sounded in the dark.

Meng Qianyan looked around from the corner of his eye.

"Let's go to the corner." Leng Furong said in a low voice.

And she moved very quickly, pulling Meng Qianyan to hide in the corner.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, two rows of patrolling guards came over, they chatted and muttered something.

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the bright moon was also covered by dark clouds.

There is a trace of weird breath.

"Hurry up, are you ready?"

"coming."

Another line of patrolling guards came.

Are you changing shifts?Why does it feel like they are so cautious.

And more and more people gathered.

"No one found us, did they?"

"should not."

"Check again."

A line of guards spread out.

Two people even came towards Meng Qianyan.

(End of this chapter)