The prince's eyebrows were straight and serious, and his hair was jet black. When he calmed down, he showed his innate power.
Li Miaoran looked a little stunned. When the prince saw her appearance, his eyes suddenly became alive again. "The female imperial counselor did not defend herself when facing the criticism from the courtiers. She just presented the gem to Emperor Chongnan. She said that this thing can protect Chongnan's luck. At that time, there was a severe drought in Chongnan for three consecutive years and the people were in dire straits. As soon as she said this, it immediately caused a lot of confusion."
Everyone listened attentively, and even Li Qingyi couldn't help but ask: "What happens next?"
"Emperor Chongnan followed the advice of the imperial master and enshrined the gem in the highest palace in the palace. However, within three days, heavy rains fell in various places. After one month, Emperor Chongnan's body has mostly recovered."
"This..." The little girls were a little shocked. Li Miaoran opened her almond-shaped eyes, "Is this gem really so magical?"
"Whether it is the effect of gems or not, everyone from the Chongnan royal family to the people of Li are extremely shocked. The words of "witch women harming the country" have been gradually suppressed. For more than ten years, whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, the predictions of the national master It came true many times, and Emperor Chongnan responded in accordance with her instructions, making the country prosperous and its national power gradually became comparable to that of our court. The people almost regarded the imperial preceptor as a god, and those in the court who had doubts about the imperial preceptor gradually disappeared. There was a sound."
Li Qingyi thought to herself, maybe it's because the Imperial Master has become more powerful in the past ten years and has eradicated all those who are not good for her, right?
She still didn't quite believe in the protection of gemstones. If a stone had such an effect, what else would the emperor do?
She felt a shiver in her heart and asked: "The emperor is praying for immortality, what about the government?"
The prince sneered, "Of course there is a national master in charge."
Li Qingyi's eyebrows darkened.
What gems protect the country, it is clear that someone is plotting imperial power.
But how could the national advisor predict the future and thereby deceive the king and the people?
It can be said that she arranged one or two things in advance, but it has been like this for more than ten years. Even natural disasters can be predicted and dealt with in advance. Isn't it only possible for gods to do this?
A sudden thought occurred in her heart!
Foreknowledge?
Could it be that...that national master was reborn like himself? ? ? That’s why we know what will happen in Chongnan in the past ten years?
This assumption made Li Qingyi feel numb.
Of course, she never thought that she was a destined person, but she never thought that there were reborn people like her in this world.
If it is true as she guessed that Grand Master Chongnan was reborn and the theory of gems protecting the country must be nonsense, then what is the so-called light flying towards Dajing?
Just as she was wondering, she heard Li Miaoran ask: "But if the gem really has a spirit and is looking for someone, then who is the person with a very noble destiny that he is looking for?"
The prince smiled meaningfully and tapped his index finger on the table twice, "I want to know too."
Li Qingyi's brows were almost twisted into knots.
Female National Preceptor...
An idea flashed in her mind.
The Crown Prince Chongnan has not yet been established, the emperor only wants to live forever, and the imperial advisor is deeply involved in the government affairs. He is afraid that even the queen and concubines will be suppressed and unable to get ahead. So Mu Wan's biological mother, the woman with noble status in Mu Rencheng's mouth, is this female country? division? ? !
Zhen Zhen always thinks about things from a different perspective than others, and asked: "Is this female Imperial Preceptor considered the concubine of Emperor Chongnan?"
The prince shook his head, "It is said that the female Imperial Preceptor is like a saint from southern Xinjiang. She cannot be tainted by the emotions of the world, let alone be with a man... ahem..."
He stopped mid-sentence, avoided Li Miaoran's gaze with some embarrassment, and changed the subject, "Emperor Chongnan spent the whole day cultivating immortality and asking questions. He didn't even enter the harem, and the concubines became mere decorations."
Li Qingyi felt awe-struck, it really was like this.
That female Imperial Master was the woman with the most say in Chongnan.
Even the Queen was afraid that she could not collude with General Dajing under her nose.
But if this female Imperial Master was really so powerful, why did she have a private life-long relationship with Mu Rencheng and give birth to a daughter?
A woman who dares to reach out to the imperial power and has great intentions, will she take the love between men and women into her heart?
She didn't think there was any charm in a man who even faked his military exploits. He was even more attractive than imperial power.
Or is there something special about Mu Rencheng?
Li Qingyi really wanted Qin Zeng to help her sort it out at this time.
But she didn't dare to tell the truth about her rebirth.
Li Qingyi ate this meal with great interest, but the others were very interested.
The prince looked at the many dishes left on the table and called to Old Chen: "What about that? Do you have any oil paper? Wrap all the ones without soup."
Everyone stared blankly at the prince. His highness, who lived in luxury and had no worries about food and clothing, actually had to pack away the leftover food?
The prince didn't mind the attention of everyone and said, "These meals are so delicious, wouldn't it be a waste to throw them away?"
He tied several oil paper bags neatly with twine, carried them in his hand, and waved the folding fan gracefully, "It's getting late, Gu...I have to go back first."
Before leaving, he did not forget to smile deeply at Li Miaoran, as if there was some tacit understanding and agreement between the two.
Li Miaoran's hair grew cold. She felt that the prince's smile was very insidious, and he looked like he was going to take revenge on her sooner or later.
However, Li Qingyi was preoccupied and Zhen Zhen was still excited, so no one noticed the interaction between the two.
Before leaving Chen Ji's Little House, Chang Ning deliberately concealed himself and walked around the small courtyard at the end of Yushu Hutong.
The small courtyard was quiet and quiet, with no movement at all.
"Dawu said that after several days of watching, no one came in or out of the yard."
Li Qingyi frowned, "If the entrance to the secret passage is in that room, how could no one come here? What if someone discovers the secret passage? There must be someone watching here to ensure the safety of the entrance to the secret passage. Let Dawu Pay attention to what’s going on nearby so you don’t get discovered.”
Chang Ning turned back and spoke to Da Wu.
The group of people boarded the carriage and left Elm Alley.
Jiang Shun drove the carriage out of the narrow alley. The sun's rays shone in front of him, making the dust in the air glow. Li Miaoran opened the curtain and saw the prince walking slowly in the street market ahead.
Beside the Changshui Bridge, there were a few beggars in rags holding a pile of firewood.
The old ones are old, the young ones are small, they sit or lie down, their faces are yellow and their muscles are thin.
The prince stopped nearby, opened the oil paper bag in his hand and placed it on the ground, then turned and left.
Li Qingyi also saw it and couldn't help but be surprised: "Can't you see that His Royal Highness, who is well-dressed and well-fed, would do such a thing?"
Li Miaoran also didn't expect it.
She stared blankly at the prince, who was facing the sun, as if he was walking among the slanting clouds on the horizon, which made her feel a little confused.
The carriage rumbled through the streets, and the noise outside the carriage gradually grew louder. Chang Ning loved the bustle and bustle so much that he opened a small crack in the carriage curtain and looked outside.
Many of the vendors' stalls have sold out and are packing up to go home.
"Huh?"
Chang Ning suddenly shouted softly and motioned for Li Qingyi to look outside.
