State Advisor Follows Me

Jiang Chengjin once said that he could not see her fate, so how could he see Xianchang?

"That's it. I didn't lie. I really don't know why she was in the same body with me. I just know who put us in the same body."

Feng Yaohua's words are a little hard to hear, but song Yanqing is also a smart person. It's not difficult to understand what she wants to express.

"Is this man really so capable?"

Feng Yaohua shrugged, "this is the situation now. Don't you see it?"

Although song Yanqing had already made psychological preparations, she was shocked to hear her admit.

"In fact, this person has something to do with you." Feng Yaohua deliberately bought a pass.

Song Yanqing looks at Feng Yaohua doubtfully, and doesn't know what she means.

Feng Yaohua saw that she had succeeded, so she stopped worrying him. "He was Ding Chuyi, a disciple of the national teacher of Sichuan."

Li Qing never knew Ding Chuyi's identity, nor how Feng Yaohua met the tenth prince. Now, I'm afraid that Feng Yaohua's relationship with the national teacher of Nachuan is not simple.

Song Yanqing didn't know the members of Guanxing building, so she didn't know whether what she said was true or false, but she didn't seem to be faking.

"Then what's your grudge against Ding Chuyi?"

Feng Yaohua said with a bitter smile, "if there is hatred, it's easy to deal with. But there is no hatred. On the contrary, the relationship is not bad."

Song Yanqing thought of a word that his master often admonished him. After thinking about it, he decided not to take part in her affair.

"Master Xianchang, can I ask you something?"

Feng Yaohua looks at Song Yanqing sincerely. The light in her eyes can't be ignored.

Song Yanqing looked directly at fengyaohua, as if she saw Li Qing through fengyaohua.

Li Qing is completely in the dark. She can't see the outside world through Feng Yaohua's eyes or listen to Feng Yaohua. She seems to be completely abandoned.

Feng Yaohua looks at Song Yanqing suspiciously and doesn't know what he is doing.

"She should see everything you do."

It goes without saying that she is Li Qing.

Feng Yaohua was silent, then nodded.

What he did was looked at by others. Even if Feng Yaohua didn't say it, song Yanqing could feel it.

Every time Feng Yaohua asked him or answered his questions, she avoided the heavy and took the light. Just now, when she met the words that there was no way to avoid, she had to say it.

Although fengyaohua doesn't think that Li Qing knows what threat this will bring to her, Li Qing still doesn't know some things. After all, the more she knows, the more dangerous it is. This is an eternal truth.

"Thank you." Feng Yaohua had a feeling of releasing herself, though she knew it was only for a while.

Song Yanqing shook her head. "I don't need to thank you for your help. Just say what you want to say."

Feng Yaohua knows that this person can't be trusted completely, but she really needs someone to deliver the message for her and Jiang Chengjin, and he is the best candidate.

"I'd like to ask your honor to send a message to the national teacher for me."

Song Yanqing said tentatively: "yes, the national teacher of Sichuan?"

Feng Yaohua nodded without hesitation.

"What is the relationship between you and the national teacher?"

"We can't talk about our relationship now. You'll know later. I'm really in a hurry now. I hope you can bring the words to the national teacher when you come back to Sichuan."

"What proof do you have?"

Feng Yaohua thought about it and felt all over her body, as if she had no keepsake.

Her name plate, long gone, was probably taken away by Chu Ding Yi.

"Letter, he will recognize my handwriting." Fengyao Huaxin swore.

Song Yanqing looks at Feng Yaohua suspiciously. After all, it's not uncommon to poison her with a letter and then kill her.

Feng Yaohua knew what he was worried about, so he said, "you can read my letter, just hope the venerable can deliver it for me."

It's not that song Yanqing can't agree, but

"What's the advantage of the Buddha?"

Fengyaohua knew for a long time that he could not do things for himself for free, let alone that he had the handle of the Pearl hairpin in his hand.

"What do you think of the venerable?" Feng Yaohua asked, which was more pleasant than asking directly.

It's wonderful.

Song Yanqing thought for a moment and said, "I just want to understand how the two souls of this body came into being."

Feng Yaohua smoked at the corner of her mouth. Why did she ask her such a difficult question? "This is a little too difficult to answer. Maybe I will know the answer later."

Song Yanqing also knew that it was difficult for anyone to answer this matter. He just said it without saying anything. As for his doubts, she didn't seem to be able to answer them."Well..." Song Yanqing took a look at fengyaohua and thought of the scene at the banquet, "I don't know your identity for such a long time."

Feng Yaohua blinked, "identity, do you mean I'm in Sichuan, or I'm in Ze?"

"Ze Guo."

"Li Qing, the fourth lady of the prime minister's office, the future crown princess."

Feng Yaohua answers lightly.

Song Yanqing's eyes brightened. The identity of the crown princess was exactly what he needed to be close to the core of the royal family.

But someone came to deliver the pillow as soon as he dozed off. He was worried about how to have an insider. This is coming.

"I promise to send you a letter, and you promise me one thing."

Feng Yaohua nodded, "of course."

"It's just that it's dangerous. Are you sure you can do it?" Song Yanqing still wants to talk about the risks. After all, he wants an insider with courage, insight and martial arts skills. Although from what he has just said, "Li Qing" is really competent.

"It's natural."

Song Yanqing looked into her eyes, Feng Yaohua did not block her, so she let him observe.

"If exposed..."

Feng Yaohua quickly interrupted song Yanqing, "don't worry, I will never give you away."

Song Yanqing nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, you can write it. When I go back to Sichuan, I will bring the letter with me."

Feng Yaohua was a little unsure, "write it now? What if you forget in the future? "

Song Yanqing couldn't help laughing. "I won't forget it. I will tell you before I go back to Sichuan."

Feng Yaohua reluctantly agreed and reached out and said, "pen and paper."

Song Yanqing moved his head slightly, and the man behind him took out rice paper from his arms, and took out pen and ink from a package, a little bit of grinding.

Feng Yaohua wrote only one line.

I'm in Zeguo. Come to me.

The signature is her name.