When Chu Li appeared at the gate of the palace, the ministers passing by looked at her with surprised expressions on their faces and rubbed their eyes in disbelief. Did they see a ghost?
But it was not broad daylight, and ghosts should not have appeared before arriving. Strangely enough, there was a bold minister who tremblingly asked Chu Li, "My lord, are you a human?"
Chu Li raised her lips and smiled, "I'm not."
"Ah!!!" The minister screamed in surprise, almost making the sound of a dolphin, which showed how scared he was in his heart.
Chu Li looked at such a playful minister and added, "I'm not, are you?"
The minister came to his senses and asked Chu Li cautiously, "My lord, are you not dead?"
"Of course, I am too lucky to die."
After knowing that Feng Xue was fine, the minister almost cried. He wanted to hug Chu Li and express his heartfelt feelings, "My lord, you are fine. It's really great."
Chu Li was afraid that she would throw the snot on him, so she waved her hand towards the minister, "Stay away from me."
"Okay, Your Majesty." Minister Xu noticed his gaffe and quickly wiped the snot that was about to flow out with the handkerchief in his sleeve. After arranging it, the minister saluted Chu Li.
Chu Li also accepted it. At this time, several other ministers were even more stunned. The prince was really a living person and he was still venting his anger.
If Chu Li knew what they were thinking, he would definitely retaliate against them. Wouldn't that be nonsense? Of course living people can breathe, but those who cannot breathe are dead.
Chu Li, who was able to vent her anger, walked into the hall and stood at the front, waiting for Fengyang's arrival.
Before Fengyang arrived, there were some whispers in the court. They said that the prince was alive.
Chu Li complained in her heart, acting as if she had died.
That's right, Feng Xue is dead, but she is alive, so it can be considered dead!
Fengyang was wearing a dragon robe and was supported by her personal female officer. She sat on the dragon chair. She found a comfortable position and asked the female officer to start the process.
The female official also shouted directly, "If you have something to do, please leave the court. If there is nothing to do, leave the court."
At this time, Fengyang saw Feng Xue standing at the front of the hall. She was a little surprised and her fingers trembled slightly, but not significantly. After all, she was the emperor and could not lose her composure.
Why did Feng Xue appear? Isn't she dead? Could it be that she really came looking for her, but she clearly had a shadow, indicating that she was alive.
Since she is a living person, it means that that sword did not kill Feng Xue. She is really lucky! If she hadn't been in the court now, she would have really wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Feng Xue.
If Fengyang were to say the words "talk about heart to heart", it would definitely feel like gnashing of teeth.
After the female officer completed the process, she began to speak. Now that Feng Xue was back, she couldn't give Fengyang eye drops to show her loyalty.
Some cunning ministers still looked up to Feng Xue. Even if she was domineering, they still looked up to her, just because she had something in her hand, which was given to her by the late emperor, a mysterious army.
The people inside were all top-notch experts. Fengyang wanted to kill Feng Xue just because of this army. The late emperor was really partial to Feng Xue and gave her all the good things.
Nothing is left for her, but it doesn't matter, she will fight for what she wants.
No, the throne is hers now, she won, Feng Xue is just a prince, and he still has to act based on her face.
But why is she not happy at all? Is it because her sister no longer gets close to her, or is it because Qinglian doesn't want to get close to her?
Fengyang suddenly felt tired as she listened to what the ministers were saying. It was good to have the power of life and death, but sitting on the throne and listening to the ministers' advice, she suddenly felt bored.
It's not as interesting as her childhood life, and does she support these ministers for a living? They can't handle even a small thing well, and they form cliques and quarrel all day long.
I don't know where Fengyang got angry. She roared angrily, "That's enough. Shut up. You really don't take me seriously. Why, when you see Prince Xue coming back, you want to slap her." fart."
When Chu Li heard that someone was trying to flatter her, she quickly looked to see who it was. She couldn't let anyone succeed. Not everyone could flatter her.
However, Fengyang and Feng Xue look really similar. They both have pink eyes, three-dimensional facial features, and a slender neck. There is a small black mole on the right side of Feng Xue's lip, but it is this difference that can Let others distinguish them clearly.
When they were young, neither of them had grown up. If it weren't for this small mole, no one would believe that they were the same person.
The minister who wanted to flatter Chu Li was scolded by Fengyang and immediately silenced himself, not even daring to let out a fart.
Chu Li told her follower that she wanted to kick her out of her circle. She was so cowardly and could not be her supporter.
If she had said something back to Fengyang, Chu Li would have admired her, but she didn't. She just remained silent and retreated.
Fengyang saw the minister retreating to her seat dejectedly, and she nodded with satisfaction.
After the other ministers said a few more things and she gave her answers, Fengyang asked the female officer to announce her resignation.
Oh, yes, she wants Feng Xue to stay. She has something to talk to Feng Xue.
Chu Li looked calm. She knew that Fengyang wanted to talk to her. After all, she was not dead now. Of course, the murderer who hurt her must be held accountable. There had been an affair between the murderer and Fengyang, and Fengyang would definitely be reluctant to kill him.
Fengyang brought Chu Li to the imperial study room and asked her to look at a painting she had recently painted, which showed two children and a wolf.
Her painting style is very mature, and she vividly depicts the fear of children and the ferocity of wolves. Looking at this painting, Chu Li thought of something.
When Feng Xue and Fengyang were children, they sneaked out of the palace to play. As a result, they were stared at by a big wolf dog that had been hungry for a long time. It stared at the two men with its deep eyes.
As little girls, the two were very scared. They hugged each other tightly and waited for death to come.
As for the rest of the story, Chu Li didn't know much about it. Feng Xue didn't leave this memory to her, or in other words, Feng Xue sealed this memory.
But since Fengyang asked her to look at the painting, she had to comment, "This painting has many details, smooth lines, and clear picture. It is a good painting."
Fengyang looked gloomy, "Feng Xue, what I want to know is more than that."
"But I don't know anything else, I only know this." Chu Li looked serious.
"It's ridiculous, my sister, are you playing a word game with me?"
Chu Li lowered her head and bowed to her, "I don't dare."
Fengyang talked to her as a sister, so she called herself me. If Fengyang acted like an emperor, she would accompany her. Anyway, she would never make any mistakes in etiquette.
Chu Li would not be ridiculed if she punched someone like cotton, so no matter what Fengyang said, she would keep a calm heart.
(End of chapter)
