Fall In Love With A Substitute

Shuntian Mansion and Dali Temple worked together to deal with the assassination case, and Shuntian Mansion surveyed the traces of the assassin in the middle of Beijing to find a hiding place.

Dali Temple was in charge of interrogating the assassins, but one after another, several alive people died in prison one after another, it was a precaution to leave a tone, and would rather die than speak.

The strangest thing about death was the dwarf. According to the interrogation, the dwarf was still laughing at Jingwei, foaming at the mouth in the blink of an eye, and died within two breaths.

His eyes stared when the poison went viral, as if he didn't expect he would die.

Therefore, Dali Temple determined that the poison on the dwarf was coaxed to drink, to prevent him from being caught and reveal the person behind it.

As always, Dali Temple couldn't come to a conclusion. Shuntian Mansion didn't find any clues there. An assassination that caused the dragons to lose their heads and pour blood on the golden pool seemed to be as silent as snow in the spring.

Just as the summer heat was coming, the prince was exhausted and sickly couched.

Coincidentally, the emperor's spirits got better, and the emperor once again took charge of the government.

After Jin Mingchi and his entourage, the Xi family members all went to the station to resign, trying to escape. But how can the emperor's anger be so easily quelled?

The first thing the emperor did was to kill the officials related to the Xi family, to be degraded, and the crime involved the three clans.

Moreover, the three generations of the Xi family could not enter official positions, and the foundation of the Xi family was lost, and there would be no official career in the future.

The emperor's methods suddenly became ruthless, and for a while, the uppermost people were very worried.

In the East Palace, Song Pianju was exhausted, and after an afternoon nap, she could wake up.

Before she got out of bed, the medicated diet to replenish her body came, and Xueqing feared that she would catch the wind after taking the medicated diet, and then get sick again, persuading her to put on a coat and use it on the canopy bed.

Song Pianzhen didn't dare to challenge the bottom line of this body, and the bones were so tired that he responded.

Feng Yuexian walked in and saw Song Pian lying on the bed eating.

Song Pianjue rarely wears makeup on her face because she has to look at the doctor in front of her.

Feng Yuexian suddenly saw such a face, and his feet stagnated unnoticeably.

With a small slap on his face and a little red nose, Song Pianju's snow-colored shirt is extremely thin, and he docilely descends down his body, bulging under the cold jade-like collarbone.

Trembling lightly, thin.

Looking down, the moon white coat was shrouded in emptiness, the spring light gathered, and the remaining Chu waist, shy and timid, slipped into the piles of cyan brocade quilts, thinning one, and becoming more pitiful.

Feng Yuexian don't open her eyes, the tip of her tongue hiding in her red lips licked the root of her teeth.

"Yuexian, you are here." The person on the shelf bed held the jade bowl and greeted her with a smile.

Feng Yuexian didn't move for a while, but couldn't resist the desire to be close to the other party in his heart, and approached a little:

"Why are you looking for me?"

After asking, Feng Yuexian noticed that Song Pianzhen had only taken a medicated diet, and a thin layer of fragrant sweat was attached to his forehead.

The white-hot water vapor flew to Song Pianju's face, spreading a very shallow rouge on the snow, like a drunken state, three points more delicate than usual.

Feng Yuexian's eyes burned, but his mouth sneered:

"If it's not good, don't worry about it."

Without Song Pianju's words, she knew that Song Pianju's call to herself must be official.

She also only finds herself in public affairs.

Thinking of Song Pianzhen’s hard work, and the pair of thin shoulders, Feng Yuexian's tone was calmer, and there was some dumbness that was hooked out by the sweetheart in the cold and charming:

"I'm watching outside."

In order to let the little princess rest at ease, Feng Yuexian sat down on a low stool by the bed, sounding like morning mist and smoke:

"The matter of Concubine Xian has made the emperor enraged, and has played a majestic manner in the upward movement."

"The concubine Xian will only come out of the private prison of the Qianqing Palace today. I heard that the emperor wanted to reward her with a red jewellery, and he said Song Duan, only to save her life and send her to the cold palace. There is nothing to worry about."

Song Pianyu smiled: "I don't know how much she said to the emperor."

"Looking at this situation, I didn't say anything that shouldn't be said." Feng Yuexian snorted. "She is cruel to herself, and I heard that she has been tossed to the point of being a man."

Every sentence is "hearing and hearing", but every sentence is as if I have seen it with my own eyes, and the power of Fengyuexian hidden in the palace can be seen.

"The Xi family has been harmed by her. If she tells it at this time, she will really live her life in vain."

Song Pianzhen said, looking at Feng Yuexian, where his eyes met, the rest was self-evident.

How could Feng Yuexian stand such a stare.

She secretly complained about Song Pianqiu's eyes that were gentle like autumn water, and put her mind on business:

"On the day that King Chu was in Jinmingchi, he retreated outside the city to protect himself. When he saw that he was defeated, he had already gone to southern Yunnan and acted very safely."

Feng Yuexian exaggerated, "My man is still by his side, and I make a mark along the way. The manpower is ready to follow. Only after an order, we can catch the King of Chu back to Beijing."

"Although there is no one to prove it, but at this time, the King of Chu was not in the fief, but he was in the vicinity of Shangjing. The emperor's side was suspicious-and leaving the fief without permission is a serious crime, and the King of Chu cannot escape."

The situation was extremely clear, and the opportunity was rare. Feng Yuexian felt that there was nothing to discuss, but only informed Song Pianzhen, and when she nodded, she wanted to send someone to arrest King Chu.

At the next breath, Song Pianzhen said:

"Let him go back."

"Why?" Feng Yuexian frowned, Song Pianju wanted to let King Chu go?

Because of Kang Xueying.

It was Kang Xueying's wife who taught the six arts of Feng Yuexian gentleman.

Feng Yuexian has been educated since he was a child and has a strong relationship with Kang Xueying's family.

As a result, the whole family of Kang Xueying's wife was killed by the king of Chu, even including his son who was less than a month old. He was the only one who survived the world and was rescued by the General Mansion.

Under grief and hatred, Kang Xueying changed her appearance and went to make a chess piece beside King Chu.

The chess player he identified was Feng Yuexian who had not yet grown up.

Song Pianzhen remembered that there was a sentence in the information:

Kang Xueying's wife Lu was very good at chess. After teaching Feng Yuexian, he even claimed that he had a successor. Therefore, Kang Xueying was willing to be a chess piece.

In the original development, Feng Yuexian followed the signs to find the past, and was also ready to respond to Kang Xueying.

But the poor were not chasing after them. Under the immediate threat of King Chu, unable to find the leaker, he killed the few people around him, including Kang Xueying.

Although Feng Yuexian succeeded in defeating the King of Chu, the murder of Kang Xueying caused her to blame herself, which was a lifelong regret.

Now that Song Pianzhen already knew, he could avoid this result.

But it’s worth the effort.

Song Pianju looked at Feng Yuexian in front of him with soft eyes. She handed the jade bowl to Xueqing, clasped her hands on her abdomen, and said:

"Without a personal testimony, although the father will be suspicious, he can't make a single move to death, for fear of variables."

Song Pianqi didn't mention Kang Xueying.

Don't let Feng Yuexian have a burden.

She is different from herself. Her body is the imprint of "Feng Yuexian's half life", and her feelings for people in this world are real.

What more Feng Yuexian had to say, Song Pianzhen said:

"Besides, I intend to send the prince to Beijing."

"Ok?"

Song Pianyu smiled and said:

"At that time, please invite King Chu to come to Beijing."

It seems that Song Pianzhen has other arrangements.

Feng Yue was silent and nodded:

"it is good."

Seeing that she seemed to be in low spirits, Song Pianzhen thought for a while and explained:

"I don't want to act without you, just--"

"In the eyes of the princess, I am such a suspicious person?" Feng Yue said lazily.

She flicked her eyelashes and looked at Song Pianzhen: "When you get better, you will spend more time talking."

Isn't that suspicious, Song Pianzhen thought.

But being able to get Feng Yuexian's trust, no matter what it was, made people feel a little bit sweet.

"Is there anything else?" Feng Yuexian asked.

"Yes." Song Pianzhen let Xueqing go, and took back a brocade box.

The brocade box was painted with Ruyi Yunjuan. Feng Yuexian recognized it at a glance.

Song Pianqi took it, and flicked the copper clasp with his fingertips, and clicked, revealing the crystal hairpin with ganoderma pattern inside.

"I saw you liked it before, so I wanted to give it to you. Mochizuki will not give up."

Song Pianzhen's voice was as gentle and gentle as ever, but she didn't know if Feng Yuexian had thought about it or something, she always felt something was different.

If it was originally a spring breeze, today it seems to be mixed with a soft spring rain, and the sweet and sweet water is softly hitting people.

It's going to be melted.

Feng Yuexian didn't answer, Song Pianzhen glanced at the hairpin.

"Don't you like Yuexian?"

Before seeing Feng Yuexian look at this hairpin a few more times, Song Pianzhen took it from Mingshou Palace. Now Feng Yuexian doesn't like it?

Women are really fickle.

What should I change?

Song Pianzhen suddenly felt a little at a loss. She blinked and looked at the round ganoderma.

Why doesn't Feng Yuexian like it anymore?

In the next instant, the brocade box was transferred to the other hands.

"Thanks for the princess."

Feng Yuexian propped up a soft bone soaked in spring water, and took the brocade box.

She wanted to refuse with stubbornness, and then listened to two good words, but she was afraid that the little princess would not give it, so she had better get it first.

Feng Yuexian rubbed the lines on the box with his fingertips, his eyes were tentative, and he looked at Song Pianzhen with a smile:

"I saw the princess playing with it before, and thought it was your beloved thing, it is difficult to cut love, why today...?"

After that, she fixed her gaze on Song Pianjue, taking in all her subtle movements.

Song Pianzhen's spring-like fingers hooked the brocade quilt, as if stumped by this question, his head tilted slightly, and the green silk hanging down to his waist followed.

Still thinking about this?

"Yes, I really like it. Fang Duo stayed for two days."

Under the stern inspection of the princess, the princess answered the questions carefully:

"But staying in my hands is destined to be dusty, and the treasure is still...to be a beautiful woman."

Song Pianzhen added:

"Besides, you don't need to call my princess, if no one is around, call me by name."

beautiful woman.

lightly.

In the next few days, these two words always floated into Feng Yuexian's thoughts.

Just like butterflies, in pairs, come and go in her heart.

The crystal hairpin with ganoderma lucidum pattern also lightly fell on the temples of the moon and idle clouds, light and icy, reflecting the sunlight.

The crystal hairpin glowed slightly blue, like an ice crystal hewn, which was extremely lining with the leisurely temperament of Fengyue. When I saw her, there were few surprises in my eyes.

But those who dare to boast a word or two in front of Feng Yuexian are extremely rare. The only person in the palace who dares to say a lot about Yinxue is:

"...The small kitchen has been prepared for the past few days. It is said that the prince has specially ordered it. The prince is really more concerned about you. The slave and maid used to think that His Royal Highness is caring enough, how can it be better and better. "

Yinxue laughed and said:

"Thinking to the slave and maid, Prince Xu released his hand recently, don't care about the other side of the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, his thoughts are all placed on the top of the beautiful family."

Yinbing stared at her: "Mouth is poor."

After staring, Yinbing also whispered: "This west side hall is small and small. If it's an empress, it's not like..."

Feng Yuexian did not respond.

Even the others had seen something, she naturally understood it more.

In the past, Song Pianzhen took good care of herself enough, but recently she hasn't asked for warmth, and she has taken care of herself in every way.

Except for this, every time we meet, the difference that really exists is beyond words.

Feng Yuexian looked at herself in Luan's mirror, her eyes ajar, hiding her unknown emotions.

As he was talking, the attendant of the main palace, please:

"The crown prince is blessed, the prince invites your highness to come."

Yinxue smiled: "Oh, the prince can't say that he is ready to give away the lord."

These days, I don’t know how many things have been collected in the West Side Hall.

Feng Yuexian hooked her lips, turned her neck slightly, and stopped looking in the mirror.

"Groom me."

Song Pianzhen really received something new from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Since the Ganoderma lucidum crystal hairpin occupies a place in Fengyue Xian's temple, Song Pianzhen feels that it is pleasing to the eyes, and always finds something suitable for Fengyue Xian.

The upper head is intentional, the lower head is naturally attentive.

Today is the newly made Huadian.

"It's different from the previous one. Look at Yuexian. This is made of dipterocarp. The whole body is made of spices. Then you use gold mud and gold powder to trace the flower. You take it and wear a novelty."

Song Pianzhen said carefully, but Feng Yuexian looked casually.

She fiddled with the Luotian box, her eyes raised obliquely, mostly hidden under her thick eyelashes, making it difficult to see the emotions inside.

It was dusk, and the yellow light was plated on Feng Yuexian's silhouette, extremely hazy.

She seemed to be smiling, but her voice was as cold as ever:

"Pianju has been to me... a good life recently."

"Before you thought I was suspicious, I denied it. I didn't expect you to see me more accurately than I see myself."

Song Pianzhen listened to the wrong meaning, paused, and said:

"What does Yuexian mean?"

Feng Yuexian stretched out her sleeves, closed her eyes and opened them again, with a little lacquer in her eyes:

"In the past few days, I'm really suspicious. You treat me like this..." She bitterly, "What's the plan?"

"How could I—"

"Or should I move into the west side hall, you can rest assured, use this to appease and stabilize me?"

Feng Yuexian interrupted her and said with a smile:

"In the main hall, there is a secret path."

Seeing Feng Yuexian getting more and more ridiculous, Song Pianzhen said helplessly:

"It's really nothing. If you are uneasy, move back to the main hall."

When the words fell, Fengyuexian seemed to be thinking twice before he slowly nodded and said:

"There is only this way."

Looks quite reluctant.

Afterwards, Feng Yuexian looked up.

Because of Xu's intuition, Song Pian mentioned it slightly.

"If so, am I still suspicious?"

Song Pianzhen sighed slightly, with a headache.

Is there any cure for Feng Yuexian's suspicion?

But thinking about the encounter between these two worlds and the parting of the previous life, Song Pianzhen's heart fell slightly and softened.

"What should you say?"

Feng Yuexian's fingertips were secretly buckled on the Luotian box, which made her fingers feel numb.

After a few breaths of thought on her face, Yun Danfeng said softly:

"The wedding has been a long time, Your Highness..."

At the end, she raised her eyelashes, revealing a half-hidden gaze, and stared at Song Pianzhen closely.

"I haven't touched it yet."

The fundus is the coveting of prey.