Qian Yulin knew that he didn't believe it, but it was hard to accept for a moment. But when he asked, he couldn't help answering, "plop" knelt down and buried his head low, but what he said was very firm, which made people can't help believing it. "What I said is true. I'm your father. I never dare to deceive the emperor."

With these words, Xuanyuan Ao's heart had changed from believing seven or eight points to completely believing. His face was blue and white, and his eyes were not half surprised. The tea cup in his hand was still in the air, and he didn't drink it, but he didn't put it down.

At the moment, there was a dead silence in the imperial study. From time to time, he quietly looked up at Xuanyuan Ao's look. Looking at people like this, a big stone hanging in Qian Yulin's heart immediately fell to the ground. Although he knelt down there, he was still at ease, and his expression was still relaxed.

Xuanyuan Ao on the seat can't be so relaxed. Qian Yulin's words hit him in the heart. After a long time, he didn't recover.

The cup wall of the tea cup on the hand is cold. It's just after the new year. The weather is still a little cold. But when the tea is cold, it will be cold soon.

Xuanyuan Ao regained his mind, broke free from his complicated emotions, took a deep breath for several times, put his tea cup on the table, and set his eyes on several cases in front of him. He didn't want to see any memorials.

Straight Leng Leng stare for a long time, Qian Yulin adhere to now, also some can't help, can't help but look up to Xuanyuan Ao, light voice test call: "emperor?"

Xuanyuan Ao was pulled back to reality with such a sound. He raised his eyes and looked at him. His voice was not urgent, and his speaking speed was just right. However, he could hear some dissatisfaction from his tone, "let's slow down for the prince."

With these words, Xuanyuan Ao leaned back and seemed to be very tired and waved to Qian Yulin, "if Qian Aiqing doesn't have something else to do, he should step down first."

Knowing that the Emperor didn't want to talk to him at this time, Qian Yulin was very sensible. After carefully standing up, he saluted Xuanyuan Ao with great respect, and then slowly withdrew from the hall.

After leaving the imperial study and walking out for a few steps, Qian Yu Lin looked back at the door of the imperial study with a sigh of relief. At this time, her uneasiness faded.

Walking along the Palace Road, Qian Yulin was thinking about Xuanyuan Ao's look when he was in the imperial study. The last sentence, Prince Huan Li, was really on his mind.

He was relieved when he thought of xuanyuanlie. He not only laughed, but also thought of Mr. Feng, who had just said that he would come to his house. He could not help walking faster.

Haoguo, general's mansion, Huainan courtyard.

Ye sang leans on the couch with a lazy look, holding an account book in his hand, while Jiao Mei, who is standing on his side, holds the account books of several Chuang Tzu shops in his hand.

After the beginning of spring, every place sorted out and calculated the last year's harvest expenses, and sent them to the general's house. These things were originally seen by lengruolan, but she was not feeling well in recent days, and the turbulence of the court situation made her not care about them, so she handed all these things over to Ye sang.

Ye Sang's daughter-in-law is also very competent. Everything Leng Ruolan has told her is well done, and she has the dignity of being a housewife.

"Haven't you finished yet?"

Before the person arrives, the sound comes first, and then Ji Changye comes in from the outside, holding a plate of jasper and lotus crisp in her hand. The color is attractive.

From when he came in, Jiao Mei's eyes focused on the cakes on the plate, staring at them, itching.

When he came to him, ye sang Fang put down the account book in his hand, and pointed to pinch a piece of lotus crisp, bit it and tasted it carefully.

It seems that ye sang feels Jiao Mei's heart. As she eats, she can't help laughing and swallowing. She pinches another piece and turns over to Jiao Mei. Looking at the way she quickly takes it with one hand, her eyes are full of gentle smile.

With Ye Sang's action, Ji Changye naturally saw it, put the plate on the table with a smile, looked back at the other girls standing in the room, with a slight tone, "you also come to have a taste, this Jasper lotus crisp is only produced in the spring of Shengtan tower, and you can't eat it for three seasons."

Ye sang swallows a piece and then picks up another piece to eat. He thinks that the place is still limited in spring. If the shopkeeper of Shengtan building is modern, he should be a business genius.

"Grandpa's letter arrived this morning. Have you read it?"

As he said this, ye sang took out the letter under several books and handed it over.

Ji was not in the mansion these two days. He didn't get back to the mansion when he had something to do outside. Naturally, he didn't know about it. He heard that general Ji had sent a letter. As soon as he saw it, he took it.

Read on line by line, the letter sincerely stated the current situation of the court, to the point, general Ji told them to be ready for war at any time, so as not to be unprepared and unable to deal with it.

Although the general's house has trained its soldiers and the Ji's family is in charge of military power, the court situation is turbulent, and several neighboring countries are also eyeing Hao. It's not optimistic.Ji Changye's eyes just sweep to sign, folded robe suddenly came from outside, put the letter on the table, and folded robe looked at each other, he knew he had something important to say, so he stepped forward a few steps, ear past.

Ye sang looks at them with a serious look. She doesn't know what she's talking about, but she knows that Ji Changye doesn't want to avoid herself, but there are many servants in the room at the moment, so it's not good for her to say it openly.

After folding the robe, Ji Changye is almost stunned in the same place. She opens her mouth, but she can't say anything. Her eyes are a bit surprised and at a loss.

Seeing this, ye sang asked curiously, "what's the matter?"

Ye sang asked, but he didn't know how to speak.

Silence for a long time, a lift eyes on the leaves mulberry cast doubt eyes, Ji long night forward some, in front of her, try to put down the voice, with her about ye Xiangbo was killed.

Word by word, the expression on yesang's face gradually changed from surprise to indifference. He took a breath and spoke slowly for a while. "If it's gone, it's gone. He has always been such a virtue. Others don't care. He wants to get close to Xu Biqing. Now he deserves his life."

No matter what, because of Ye Sang's involvement with them, as soon as he knew about it, he checked it out and reported it to Ji Changye. The twists and turns behind it were obvious.

From the tray in Zhu Yan's hand, ye sang took a sip of tea. The mist from the tea cup filled her eyes, which was very elusive.

"It's just that Xu Biqing had to put on some clothes a few days ago. Seeing Tian'er's gentle style, she refused to put on any more. She was not afraid to make the emperor suspicious."

Following ye Xiangbo's death, thinking about Xu Biqing, ye sang can't help but despise her. Her eyes are full of disgust.

Ji Changye took a seat beside her, looked at Ye sang and the books on the desk, and said without caring: "she was not willing to let go of any of the former imperial court and the latter imperial palace. She wanted to hold all of them in her own hands. Seven or eight ministers were very close to her about the news of Tianguang's folding robes."

After a pause, Ji Changye sneered and said, "now the prince has become a puppet. I'm afraid that no one in the capital is aware of him except the emperor."

Not very attentively listening to his analysis, ye sang holds a tea cup in her hand, and the fog floats in front of her. She just stares at several cases in front of her, and her eyes are empty.

A girl came in from outside. When the curtain was closed, the wind rolled a few snowflakes into the house, bringing a chill.

At that time, Xu Biqing, who was mentioned by them, was waiting for guests in the prince's study.

On weekdays, except for Lord Lu, everyone seems to be indifferent. At the moment, Xu Biqing's heart is not relaxed. The reason is that there is no one else. It's just that the customer is not someone else. The wind is boundless.

She knows better than anyone what kind of role it is and has been dealing with for so long.

Thoughts are drifting, and the sound of footsteps outside is approaching. When Xu Biqing looks up, the wind is coming in from the door.

"Princess."

Also different from her politeness, Feng boundless politely nodded to call her, and then sat on the left chair, with an air of complacency, took the tea cup from the maid.

Xu Biqing is not upset. She has been used to this person's carelessness and arrogance for a long time, and she knows that this person is dangerous, and there is no need to worry about these things with him.

Before she had time to speak, Ying Shurong was still standing in front of her. The wind was boundless, so she opened her mouth without hesitation. As soon as she opened her mouth, she went straight to the theme, "if you want this world, I will help you naturally. If you want to deal with others, I don't care."

At this point, Feng Wuyan took a sip of tea and put the cup on the table at hand. His expression suddenly became serious, and his cold eyes made people tremble. "Only one, the one in the palace, you'd better not do anything wrong. If you want to do something, I'll know it for the first time. At that time, don't blame me for not talking about morality."

Xu Biqing's heart was full of butterflies in her stomach. She knew that he must be talking about empress Hu Ji in the palace. But when she was suddenly mentioned by him, she was still at a loss.

Received such an indisputable warning, Xu Biqing heart no matter how, mouth also can only answer, haven't said a few words, wind boundless then got up and walked.

Looking at his back as he left, Xu Biqing slowly released her hand under her sleeve and breathed a deep breath. Unexpectedly, she was sweating.

……

When winter comes and spring comes, we can see that it's March, and there are flowers everywhere in the capital.