Fall In Love With A Substitute

After the news of Xi Qingyan's arrogance that he missed his hand came back to southern Yunnan, in the study outside the King Chu's mansion, King Chu, Kang Xueying and Diao Hu, the commander of the Southern Yunnan Army, conspired here.

"Xi, Qing, Yan."

King Chu's always elegant and smiling face suddenly darkened, and said:

"This king can't wait to eat his flesh raw."

Diao Hu's expression was extremely bad, and he lowered his head and said:

"It is the fault of the subordinates that they failed to restrain Xi Qingyan and caused this catastrophe. I hope the prince will punish him!"

Diaohu is no wonder for this matter. He was born as a commoner, and a confidant cultivated by the King of Chu. Although he is highly valued by the King of Chu, in the eyes of the nobles, he is just a dog of the King of Chu. Xi Qingyan doesn't regard him at all. Naturally, he refused to obey his discipline.

King Chu's dark eyes shifted to him, and he wanted to vent his anger in his heart, but when he thought of Xi Qingyan who was being escorted on the way, and the crimes that were about to fall on the desk of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he sighed deeply, showing a heavy expression of regret:

"This matter is his fault, and you must not take the responsibility." He pondered slightly, "When the time comes, the other side of Shangjing will definitely make a fuss about it..."

Diao Hu said without saying a word: "This matter is a matter of the Southern Yunnan Army. I, Diao Hu, didn't know people clearly, and let Xi Qingyan take advantage of the loophole."

"That's the only way to go." King Chu half-closed his eyes.

Diao Hu buried his head deeper.

Kang Xueying watched coldly, at this time Fang said: "I don't know."

"Oh?"

"Xi Qingyan had a drink with me before departure, but I didn't realize what he was thinking." Kang Xueying was ashamed, "General Du later found out that he suspected that I was sowing discord, it was my fault, and I was negligent, otherwise, That's not the end of the matter."

"Sir, you don't have to do that." King Chu waved his hand indifferently.

Although he was suspicious, Kang Xueying had helped him achieve things many times over the years, and he had never failed. The method he proposed this time was also reasonable, but it was Xi Qingyan who made good things go bad.

This time, it was controlled by Shangjing, and the Southern Yunnan Army must be restrained.

Thinking of this, the king of Chu hated Xi Qingyan even more, and wished he could be crushed to ashes.But thinking of Concubine Xian in the palace, he tried his best to suppress his rage.

The most urgent thing at the moment is to communicate with Concubine Xian, and she must not let her ruin his plan in order to keep this dude.

Fortunately, the layout on the other side of Shangjing is still relatively stable, and one wrong step on the southern side of Yunnan is not fatal, just take it slowly——

Kang Xueying knew the King of Chu by nature, and said at this time: "Your Highness is a master of martial arts, but he was framed by a villain for a while. Mr. Li is plotting and arranging for His Highness in Beijing. This matter will definitely turn the big thing into a small one."

"The prince and the auspicious man have their own appearance, and the dragon spirit is close to them, so there is no need to worry too much."

The King of Chu looked much more relaxed, yes, and Li Zi, the crown prince is so sick, Li Zi almost has to look at the current government affairs, he knows how to do it.

If it goes well, this matter can probably be suppressed by Li Zi, and it will not be able to reach the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

King Chu's eyes were full of unbridled ambition, and there was a smile on his lips again:

"Come on, let's go, this king is worried, thinking that the other side of Shangjing is so weak, it's not enough to—"

"Report to the lord." The confidant came in a hurry, whispered quickly, "Received the letter from Beijing, Mr. Li's end...something is not good!"

King Chu's smile froze immediately.

When he learned that Li Zi had been accused of this kind of errand that specifically offended people, he took a deep breath, the veins on his neck rose, his face was deformed by anger, and instantly twisted and hideous.

This matter is far away in Shangjing, and he is in southern Yunnan, beyond his reach.

As the news came back and forth, the schemes over there were all in place.

What a prince!

The King of Chu was very angry, but when he recovered, he sent a secret letter to Jingzhong as soon as possible.

The day lilies next to Concubine Xian belonged to the King of Chu. When Concubine Xian found out what disaster her younger brother had caused, her eyes were darkened, and she passed out directly in Yixi Palace.

Song Qu immediately came to visit his mother and concubine upon hearing the news. Although he was manic and cruel to his wives and concubines, he cared very much for Concubine Xian and Xi's family. After asking about the matter from Daylilies, he immediately said:

"I want to save my little uncle."

Concubine Xian leaned on the head of the bed, wearing an emerald on her head to wipe her forehead, and said weakly:

"How to protect?"

"Let the commander in the south of Yunnan take the responsibility. The little uncle is just ordered by him, so it's not a big deal." Song Qu said indifferently, "It is his blessing to exchange his life for the life of the little uncle."

Concubine Xian burst into tears again.

If it's feasible, why doesn't she want to keep her own brother.

But what the King of Chu meant was to abandon Qing Yan.

"Why doesn't the mother concubine speak?" Song Qu asked.

As soon as the words were finished, Song Duan ran over from the outside. The concubine was sick on the bed, but he was having fun with the palace attendant, laughing nonstop.

Song Qu lowered his face and said, "Third brother, my mother and concubine are suffering from a headache, please calm down."

"I want you to take care of it." Song Duan said disdainfully, as if revenge, the commotion became louder and louder.

Concubine Xian came back to her senses, and reproached slightly: "Duan'er is still young, and his nature is like this, so don't be too strict with him."

This is harsh?Song Qu stroked his forehead, mother and concubine really doted on his younger brother.

Song Qu let it go and continued:

"The king of Chu has always been convenient for us. Mother and concubine, southern Yunnan is under his jurisdiction. With him, Diao Hu has to admit it even if he doesn't recognize it. I'll write a letter now—"

"Don't go." Concubine Xian subconsciously said.

"Why? That's your real brother, and my real uncle."

Why?

Xi Qingmei glanced at the eldest son in front of him.

Song Qu trusted herself very much. She had arranged for Song Qu to meet the King of Chu since Song Qu was a child, and the two had a close relationship.

Song Qu always thought that the King of Chu supported him, and now he kept quiet, but he was afraid that the crown prince would be jealous of their collusion.

She didn't know how to tell him that as a mother and concubine, she never expected him to ascend the throne——

Xi Qingmei felt that she had another migraine, she held her forehead and moaned softly.

The filial son Song Qu suddenly forgot what he said earlier, stood up and went to call the imperial doctor himself.

Concubine Xian looked at Song Qu's figure, thought about her plan with King Chu and the two children, closed her eyes, and made a painful decision.

Yixi Palace was unexpectedly quiet, Feng Yuexian could conclude that Hemerocallis had received the secret letter from southern Yunnan, so she must have got the news.

Concubine Xian's frequent calls to the imperial doctor can't be concealed from others.

The people escorting Xi Qingyan will arrive in Beijing in a few days, but the concubine Xian still hasn't moved.

"Concubine Xian has given up." Feng Yue said leisurely.

She had nothing to do, chose this chess record, and set up the endgame.

The snow-like white jade chess pieces rolled round and round between her fingers, but they lacked the richness of texture and the fragrance of beauty.

Feng Yuexian just glanced at the chess record, and he was able to set up half a game one after another. When he raised his hands and dropped them, the wide sleeves of duck egg green fluttered like a thin cloud, entwined around Yubai's forearms, refusing to leave.

Song Pina's gaze fell on her constantly moving hand like a butterfly, and with a light touch, she floated to the chessboard, and said with a smile:

"It's better to say that the king of Chu gave up Xi Qingyan."

"To him, Xi Qingyan is more than a success, more than a failure. He is just a dude. If he is not afraid of the Xi family's displeasure, he would not take him with him."

Feng Yuexian spoke slowly as if gossiping, but the affirmation in her words revealed her control over the information from King Chu.

Song Pina nodded and said:

"Qi Baozhu, did you ever say when the plan came to fruition?"

Feng Yuexian was laying down a chess piece, when he heard that his fingertips were pressing on the round chess piece, he paused for a moment.

What Song Pianlu said was exactly what she thought, but she hadn't said it yet.

This sense of commonality and tacit understanding in dealing with things actually caused a sense of strangeness in her heart, and a very light tingling in her spine.

It seemed that someone had caught her mind, and she might be afraid to change it to others, but Song Pianliu did it, which only made her sincerely happy.

There was a hint of a smile in Feng Yue Xian's eyes, and his voice was three points lighter than Bai Yuluo's chessboard:

"Well, the emperor's dragon body has improved recently, and he was able to say something. It just happened to take advantage of this."

"At that time, we have to go to the Qianqing Palace."

Do you start with the Qianqing Palace?

Song Pianli understood.

Song Qu is the prince of Jinzun Yugui, and he is the one who looks the most handsome in Dali. The prince is sick and weak, so Song Qu needs to exist even more.

The only thing that can bring him down is treason.

"Okay." Song Pianlu chuckled, "With Yuexian's driving alone, there will be no response."

A smile like a spring breeze came into Feng Yuexian's eyes, her heart trembled, and the chess pieces in her hands that had never been messed up were misplaced.

The chess pieces around were all slightly knocked and messed up, and on the intricate chessboard, I was dizzy and confused.

Song Pianju seemed to be quite puzzled, she tilted her head, and in the bun, light spots danced lightly on the head of the white jade cloud pattern hairpin.

With a flick of her left hand, she stretched out her right hand to help herself return the confused chess piece to its original position.

"I didn't expect Yuexian to be careless sometimes." She laughed, her voice was as gentle and inclusive as ever, and it flooded Feng Yuexian like water.

And her fingertips were white to transparent, and her nails were covered with a very light powder, like clouds in the sunset.

Feng Yue Xiangui stretched out his hand obsessively, as if to catch a chess piece.

Between the black and white staggered chessboard are chess pieces that have not yet returned to their positions, and on top of one of the white chess pieces, two equally slender and beautiful hands with icy muscles and fine bones, whether intentionally or not, have moved together into one place.

Jade chess pieces are cold.

But her hands are warm.

Perhaps because of her weakness, Song Pianliu's hand was slightly cold, not too warm, but it was extremely comfortable, as if under the soft texture, this body of beautiful bones made of finely polished jade could be so permeating coolness.

Feng Yue is free to practice martial arts, and her body temperature is quite hot, she thought, if it is hot summer, it must be extremely comfortable to hold Song Pianlu in her arms——

"Does Yuexian have thin calluses on his fingertips?"

Finger pulp?

Feng Yuexian pursed her lips and slapped her long eyelashes: "Yes."

She has always wielded knives and guns, and she loves to play with daggers most, so how can she not get rid of cocoons.

She suddenly remembered that Song Pianlu had told people that she was a rough person.

Before that, Feng Yuexian never took it seriously, and even thought that the little princess in the palace was panicking, so she judged herself.

But today, she only feels that she is indeed not subtle enough in front of the light and graceful Song Pianlu.

Whose daughter has calluses on her hands?

She narrowed her eyes, and there was a little gloom at the end of her eyes, so she wanted to withdraw her hand.

"I must have worked hard and earnestly in practicing kung fu."

Ok?

Feng Yuexian froze when she retracted her hands, and looked up.

Song Pianyi's tea-colored eyes are clear and clear, with undisguised appreciation:

"Others may not have the stamina of Yue Xian, especially the girls in the boudoir. I saw you used to play with daggers before?"

"Yeah." Feng Yuexian responded very shortly, feeling that he was too cold, and added, "You like it? I'll show it to you."

With that said, I want to drink ice.

"It's not necessary." Song Pianlu stopped her and said with a smile, "The chess game is not over yet, and there will be opportunities in the future."

There are opportunities in the future.

Feng Yuexian chewed this sentence carefully, and tasted the sweetness.

"it is good."