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Luo Lingxiao, upon hearing Ye Feian's plan, feared that he would be silenced and unable to sleep at night. It was not easy to find an alliance with Luo Lingwei. In view of his previous actions towards Luo Lingwei, he did not dare to be careless at all. Therefore, she had shamelessly refused to wait for Luo Lingwei's result.

"Elder sister, why don't you tell me your plan for now? I'll think of a way to cooperate."

"Cooperate?" Luo Lingwei sneered, "I want you to kill Ye Feian, can you do it?"

Luo Lingxiao was choked to the point that he had nothing to say. He could only choose to leave with a pale face.

"Patchouli, escort the two ladies back to their room."

Luo Linghai had not spoken of the imperial concubine, but of the second girl. After giving Luo Lingxiao a sense of security, she nodded and left with a feeling of relief.

"Patchouli, why isn't the prince here?" On the way, Luo Lingxiao probed for the scent of patchouli.

After marrying into the prince's mansion for a long time, Luo Lingxiao knew a lot about the matters of the imperial government. At this moment, Ye Feian hated Night Lianhe to the bone. He kept talking about how Night Lianhe had separated from him. His relationship with the emperor, Ye Feihan, had unknowingly revealed many secrets, and she had not mentioned any other clues regarding Night Lianhe.

Although Luo Lingwei agreed to cooperate, her attitude was still unclear. She had to make plans for the child. She was the first wife of the Prince of Baoyang, and her children were supposed to inherit the sixteen kingdoms of Shan Yang and become princes on the other side.

Patchouli looked at Luo Lingxiao quietly and smiled. "The deeper the better. It's better if you rest early. Your highness is in the study handling official documents, so it's inconvenient to see your highness."

Patchouli's expression was serious and not fake. She had successfully tricked Luo Lingxiao. Luo Lingxiao did not pursue the matter and just nodded his head before returning to his room.

Luo Lingwei was in the small pavilion, waiting for the fragrance of the patchouli. She didn't expect to see Ji Wu Ye first.

"How is it?" Ji Wuye leaned against the pillar and smiled at Luo Lingwei, "Seems like it's not too good."

"Luo Lingwei's expression suddenly turned cold as she scoffed," Since you know, why did you come to ask me? "

If he hadn't agreed to Ye Mingchen's deal, Ye Lianhe wouldn't have …

Luo Lingwei was furious in her heart, how could she be nice to Ji Wu Ye and Yermi? Ji Wu Ye was too shameless to get used to it, but he was never liked by people, so he didn't feel anything special about him.

Tonight, he had for the first time changed into a set of white clothes. The Immortal Crane with wings embroidered on its sleeves was treading on clouds sewn with golden threads and silver threads.

Luo Lingwei originally did not care much about it, but after noticing the material of the robe, she frowned and stared at Ji Wuye.

"It's been a long time since I last wore this robe. I didn't expect it to still be intact." Noticing Luo Lingwei's gaze, Ji Wuye shook his sleeve and reached out to touch Luo Lingwei's head.

"What the heck is going on?"

Flowing Light Yarn! Luo Lingwei grabbed Ji Wuye's sleeve and looked at him.

It was rumored that the female emperor's mausoleum that was constructed for him in the depths of the Dragon Bloodline used this type of flowing light yarn. At that time, she had expropriated this type of flowing light yarn, causing it to become a priceless market that was originally unsuitable for production.

"Is that a muslin?"

Ji Wu Ye raised his brows, "Indeed, it seems like I met someone who knew his stuff."

"Is this the kind of flowing light that was used in the previous dynasty's mausoleum?"

Ji Wu Ye nodded. Under the moonlight, his colorful sleeves started to move along with the wind as they slid across the stone table: "Indeed, the previous dynasty's royal family used flowing muslin. "And these clothes are the Imperial Advisor's formal attire …"

The Imperial Consul's gown? Luo Lingwei's gaze fell on the Immortal Crane in her sleeve.

"Then what about the State Grandmaster and the Flying Crane Guard?"

Luo Lingwei asked tentatively.

"Ji Wu Ye was in no hurry to answer her question. He propped his chin up while his eyes were brimming with laughter:" Let me guess, are you looking for the Flying Crane Guard to think of a way to save Ye Lianhe's Gu worm? "

If that was the case, there was now a situation in which Nightingale was under control. If his inner force was strong enough, he would lose control and become someone else.

Nobody believed in anyone, nobody believed in anyone, it was a completely new person.

It would be even more interesting then.

Luo Lingwei looked at Ji Wu Ye with an 'oh' sound, "So you're saying that the State Grandmaster has a way to solve this difficult situation?"

Ji Wu Ye smiled as he shook his head and nodded: "After all, I don't know who the final victor is between father and son. It isn't wise to just stand in a team, no?"

Luo Lingwei sneered, not wanting to talk to him. She turned around and returned to her room to wait for him. "The Imperial Advisor has great skills at protecting himself."

Ji Wu Ye was an old cunning fox, no wonder Ye Lianhe didn't directly ask him for help. It seemed that if he didn't have the confidence and the conditions, this cunning fox, Ji Wu Ye, would definitely not help him.

If you didn't see the rabbit, you wouldn't let go of the eagle. To think that the famous Imperial Advisor would be so mediocre!

"Princess!" Walking to the front of the bedroom, the maidservant who was keeping watch saw Luo Lingwei and shyly greeted her with a blessing.

Luo Lingwei nodded, her white fingers tapping on the windowsill. "How is the Prince?"

After eating the medicine, Ye Lianhe, who was in a daze, heard Luo Lingwei's voice call for someone to come in. "Come in, this prince still hasn't fallen asleep."

Luo Lingwei instructed the maidservant to go to the kitchen and boil some tranquil soup. She then pushed open the door and entered.

Luo Lingwei lifted a corner of the veil and saw that Ye Lianhe was leaning on the pillow, reading a book. The pages were casually and the frown was clearly not in the book.

"Were you afraid just now?"

Luo Lingwei had the system carefully inspect the surroundings to see if there was anything that could induce the illness of Ye Lianhe. After confirming that it was safe, she hurriedly lit the incense and softly caressed Ye Lianhe's back: "Don't worry, you are you. No matter what it is, it will be you."

Under the effects of the Calm Incense, Ye Lianhe's tightly knitted eyebrows gradually relaxed. Ye Ci let go of the book in her hand and laid it on the bed. In her drowsy dreams, she gradually recalled the time when she was still by Ye Mingchen's side when she was young.

He was shocked when he was born out of his mother's womb. Ever since he was born, he had been in a daze from time to time. For this, Ye Mingchen had sought out many doctors, traveling doctors, and even the imperial physicians of the palace. As his father, Ye Mingchen brought along Ye Lianhe at all times. He felt heartache from the bottom of his heart, but there was no good plan. Thus, he could only watch him sleep.

Perhaps then, Father's plan would begin.

Nightingale shook her head and tried to struggle out of the dream. He slept so deeply that for a moment he could not open his eyes. Then he lost himself in another memory.

Feeling his embrace tighten, Night Lianhe's thoughts drifted away under the gentle fragrance of the Calm Incense. The rough scenery of his youth flashed before his eyes like the passing of a lantern.

He was still young then, but he liked to hug his father's arm pitifully and learn to shoot arrows, "Father, are we going to the hunting grounds? He wants to be like his father, a great and powerful general in the future. "

Ye Mingchen frowned as if he wanted to retort, but he still noticed his son's pale face and said, "Helian, don't worry. You'll become an indomitable general in the future when you grow up. I will protect this Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains for your majesty! "