"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Chief Ouchi——"
"First Prince, you are talking about the Sa family. Seeing that the First Prince had this plan, the Sa family informed His Majesty early."
"Ma Bowen, you must die a good death, you have betrayed your trust!" Rong Jingyu roared unconvinced.
Ma Bowen patted his chest and said with fear: "The Sa family is scared to death. Unexpectedly, a trick will be taken, and the Sa family will become treacherous."
"You——!" Rong Jingyu wanted to break away and fight Ma Wenbo, but found that he couldn't move at all. He stared at Ma Wenbo with dark eyes and fainted.
"Carry it down!" Emperor Song Ming waved his hand and held his forehead. "I have ordered that the eldest prince, Rong Jingyu, and his family will be demoted to common people and will not be allowed to step out of Fengxia Palace for the rest of their lives!"
"Yes!" Ma Wenbo got the command and withdrew.
At this time, only Emperor Song Ming and Song Jingrong were left in the huge palace. At this moment, Emperor Song Ming was just like an old father who was angry with his son.
He was depressed for a long time before he said, "Were you involved in what happened today?"
Song Jingrong was calm and did not shy away, and said directly: "My son has indeed added fuel to the fire, but the decision-making power lies in the hands of my father and eldest brother."
Emperor Song Ming had mixed feelings in his heart when he looked at Song Jingrong, who looked exactly like him. Even if he didn't want to admit it, Song Jingrong was always the best among his three sons.
"You - very good, please step back." Emperor Song Ming waved his hand.
Emperor Song Ming had spoken, but Rong Jingyu still had no intention of retreating. He looked at Emperor Song Ming and said: "Father, you always say that I am your most beloved son, but I can see that you only have a father-son relationship with your eldest brother. . But my son also knows that you have the greatest expectations for me, for the sake of the people of Zhongzhou. My son can make a promise to you. As long as I am here, I will not take the lives of my eldest brother and my second brother."
"I know." Emperor Song Ming sighed, and then waved his hand weakly towards Song Jingrong.
As soon as Rong Jingyu returned to the palace, he saw Liu Xiangchen sitting in the palace.
He looked calm and looked at Rong Jingyu as if he was nothing.
Liu Xiangchen glanced at Rong Jingyu casually: "You promised me, and I hope the third prince will keep his word."
Rong Jingyu clenched his fists, looked at Liu Xiangchen and said coldly: "I know, but before I take the position of prince, you ask me to let go of Ge'er. It's a bit too much."
Liu Xiangchen looked at Rong Jingyu and sneered: "I'm here to inform you, not to beg you. Song Jingrong, you must remember what role you always play in this game."
Rong Jingyu said angrily: "I don't need you to teach me any role!"
"Oh, I hope that when I call His Highness the Crown Prince in the future, His Highness will still be able to talk to me like this."
"You——" Song Jingrong looked at Liu Xiangchen and stopped his anger.
Liu Xiangchen smiled, stood up, looked back meaningfully at Song Jingrong, and prepared to return to Yiranju.
It was getting late, and Liu Xiangchen's figure shuttled across the roof like a ghost.
When he returned to Yiranju, he saw Liu Qingge's hand warmer waiting for him.
"Why don't you stay indoors in such a cold weather?" Liu Xiangchen was heartbroken when he saw Feng Qingge's red face, and hurriedly put the cloak on Liu Qingge.
"Little uncle, why are you back? Tell me what's new in the palace."
Liu Xiangchen scratched Feng Qingge's nose, smiled and said: "How can there be anything new? Everyone who should be arrested has been arrested. Now the second prince has become a turtle, and the third prince is proud of himself. I see It won’t be long.”
"Song Jingrong has been planning for so long, and finally he will get his wish."
Liu Xiangchen shrugged and said with a smile: "Who knows, how many people can guess Emperor Song Ming's thoughts accurately."
Seeing Liu Xiangchen's expression as if there was something behind his words, Liu Qingge asked curiously: "Little uncle, do you think there will be any changes?"
"I think it's hard to tell." Rong Jingyu said.
"It's hard to tell? Uncle, can't you even guess it?"
Looking at Liu Qingge's eyes with a bit of innocence, Liu Xiangchen was filled with emotion: "No matter how powerful my little uncle is, he is not a roundworm in Emperor Song Ming's stomach. The road has been paved in front of Emperor Song Ming. Can't we walk on it?" It’s his business.”
"Uncle, I heard that Feng Jiutian was trapped in Prince Feng's Mansion and was tortured to death by Feng Yu every day. Do you want the mother and daughter to get together?" Liu Qingge blinked and smiled as brightly as the clouds.
"Everything is up to you. If you want their mother and daughter to be reunited, just find a fake death potion and jerk Feng Jiutian out."
"That's no need. I just want to see Feng Jiutian being tortured to death. I wonder if Feng Nantian will regret not killing me after knowing that his precious daughter has become like this." Liu Qingge laughed at himself.
When Liu Xiangchen wanted to take Liu Qingge into his arms to comfort him, he saw Leng Wushuang coming on horseback, and he picked Liu Qingge up on the horse without saying a word.
Liu Xiangchen grabbed the empty air and laughed at himself.
…
Liu Qingge was held in Leng Wushuang's arms. She felt Leng Wu's stubble rubbing against her cheek little by little. She shrank into his arms and kissed his neck vaguely.
"Don't be naughty."
Leng Wushuang's eyes became slightly obscure.
"I miss you."
Feng Qingge's voice was soft and numb.
When the two of them rode to the outskirts, Leng Wushuang's fingers became even more dishonest.
"song."
This sound is so touching.
She looked up at him with a thin mist of love in her eyes.
His left hand hugged her tighter, and his right hand held her chin and kissed her.
She crossed her black hair and entangled herself more closely with him.
He kissed the corner of her mouth gently.
Liu Qingge looked up at Leng Wushuang's embarrassed appearance and burst out laughing.
Suddenly the charming atmosphere dissipated.
Leng Wushuang pulled her hand over and faced him, and said in a pitiful tone: "You don't feel sorry for me, yet you still come to me."
Liu Qingge stuck out his tongue and said mischievously: "I'm sorry, I really can't hold it back. When you come back from the border tonight, your beard will grow a little longer."
After hearing this, Leng Wushuang deliberately rubbed his beard against Liu Qingge's cheek, pretending to be angry and said, "Dare you laugh at me?"
Liu Qingge covered her mouth and chuckled: "How dare you! You are Lord Leng, how dare I laugh at Lord Leng!"
Leng Wushuang deliberately said with a straight face: "Don't you dare? I see you are very brave!"
After saying that, he kept scratching the itchy flesh on Liu Qingge's body.
"Ah - hahaha - I don't dare anymore - I really don't dare anymore!" Liu Qingge laughed so hard that her branches trembled, and her silver bell-like laughter was like a breeze that constantly stirred the heartstrings.
"You said you don't dare anymore?" Leng Wushuang pretended to be serious and took Liu Qingge into his arms.
Feng Qingge's face was facing Leng Wushuang, and her breath was filled with Leng Wushuang's scent.
Leng Wushuang lowered his head and kissed Feng Qingge, his expression was blurred, and she looked charming in his eyes.
She was surrounded by him, her slender waist seemed to be fragile and vulnerable, and she seemed to be on the horizon. She responded enthusiastically.
Leng Wushuang had no resistance to her in the first place, but she deliberately seduced him like this.
He got closer and closer, and both of them breathed slowly.
This night is full of boundless wind and moon.
Liu Qingge crept up in the middle of the night, and Leng Wushuang woke up just after she crawled.
His amber eyes were full of tenderness.
"What, you want to leave without saying goodbye?" Leng Wushuang's eyes were frighteningly cold.
Liu Qingge winced: "I didn't, it's time for me to go home."
Leng Wushuang dressed Liu Qingge tightly: "Okay, I'll take you back."
She couldn't refute, so she could only nod obediently.
After Leng Wushuang hugged her and mounted the horse, she found the most comfortable position and leaned against him.
He seemed to be satisfied with her being like this, and even his breathing became much lighter along the way.
It wasn't until he arrived at Yiranju that Leng Wushuang reluctantly let go.
Liu Qingge dismounted and looked back at Leng Wushuang: "I'm going back."
"Um."
He replied softly, but the emotion in his eyes was very strong.
When Feng Qingge returned to Yiranju, she saw Leng Wushuang lying in the courtyard.
"Uncle, be careful if you catch a cold while sleeping here."
When Liu Xiangchen opened his eyes, he looked at Feng Qingge with a twinkling look in his eyes. He stared at the blush on Feng Qingge's neck with frighteningly cold eyes.
"Don't come back so late in the future." Liu Xiangchen's tone was a little stiff.
Liu Qingge nodded: "I understand."
"Just knowing is not enough."
"Yeah." No matter how Liu Qingge looked at it, she felt that something was wrong with her uncle.
"Huh?" Liu Xiangchen's eyes were burning.
Seeing Liu Xiangchen's frightening gaze, Liu Qingge covered her ears and nodded: "Uncle, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again!"
Liu Xiangchen listened to Liu Qingge begging for mercy many times before he nodded with satisfaction and said: "It's good that you know you were wrong. It's getting late and you should rest early."
After that, he returned to the room first.
Liu Qingge looked at Liu Xiangchen's leaving figure and couldn't regain consciousness for a long time.
She always felt that her uncle was harboring something, but he just didn't tell her.
It seemed that as elders, Liu Fufeng and Liu Xiangchen had protection for her.
He didn't want her to get involved in too much right and wrong, so he often allowed her to act nonsense.
Tired, Liu Qingge fell asleep after washing up.
Early the next morning, news came that Emperor Song Ming was going to make the second prince Song Jingshu the crown prince.
Liu Qingge's pupils trembled when he heard the news. This was completely different from his previous life!
After the eldest prince was imprisoned in the previous life, the third prince soon became the prince. Unexpectedly, in this life, the eldest prince was imprisoned. Thinking of his uncle's words before, Liu Qingge immediately ran to Liu Xiangchen's room.
"Little uncle, why did you choose to support the second prince?"
Liu Xiangchen was still getting dressed when he opened the door. He put on his clothes neatly as usual and said, "Why are you so rash?"
"Uncle, I already knew that the second prince was going to become the crown prince, right?" Feng Qingge asked.
"I can't say I knew it earlier, it's just a guess. This time the eldest prince forced the palace, it was obviously related to the third prince adding fuel to the fire. Although he felt that the third prince looked like him, he was more wary of the third prince. After all, there was someone behind the third prince. What would happen if the Nangong family's hundreds of thousands of troops forced the palace into the palace yesterday if it were the third prince?"
