It's hard for the queen of intelligence

"This..." Song Yun looked at King Sui who was holding a tea bowl in astonishment, he never thought that someone would embarrass him on such an occasion.

"Is there any evidence for your highness to say that Yun lied?" Song Yun tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on Song Yun's face, "The heavens can learn from Yun's heart to the Holy One, and King Sui should not frame him..."

"Hand shaking."

Lu Fufeng smiled lightly and looked back at Song Yun, "Since my palace dares to say that Mr. Song lied, there must be a reason. If you dare to ask Mr. Song, do you know what your Majesty likes?"

"This...the Holy Will cannot be guessed by Yunke..."

Song Yun frowned.

"Really?" Lu Fufeng focused on the data on the analyzer, raised his eyes and glanced at Cui Lin who was sitting opposite him, "Maybe Mr. Cui answered the question I asked just now?"

"My lord. Lin has a heart for the sage, but this heart is loyal to the king..." Cui Lin glanced at Song Yun meaningfully, and said in a low voice, "As for the sage's preferences, Lin Shao used to work with the sage. Therefore, I still have some understanding of the preferences of the Holy Majesty..."

"..."

Lu Fufeng never thought that Cui Lin actually didn't like Miss Huang, she remembered that day Mingming saw the two of them went to Prince Sui's mansion together.How should I proceed now?

Staring at the recommended 'Cui Lin' on the analyzer, Lu Fufeng sighed softly.She originally wanted to use this matter to find a good husband for Huang Jie, but who would have thought that it would turn out like this.She didn't understand why Song Yun's words were only 30.00% credible, obviously seeing the expressions of the people around him, everything he said should be true.

"Imperial sister, let's stop this question... Cough cough cough... You and Cui Aiqing write the name of the son you want on the rice paper and present it to the widow."

Lu Fusang coughed a few times, his complexion became paler.

"Queen..."

Hearing Lu Fusang cough, Lu Fufeng frowned.She seemed to be suffering from a strange disease - she was inexplicably irritable when she heard Lu Fusang coughing.

"Holy..."

Seeing Lu Fusang covering his face and starting to cough, Cui Lin also showed an anxious look.And Song Yun...

Lu Fufeng was surprised to find that Song Yun was laughing.

It is unreasonable for the courtiers to laugh when the ruler is seriously ill.

Lu Fufeng wrote the word 'Cui Lin' on the rice paper with a pen, while recalling the few encounters she had with Song Yun.A man who can pretend to be sick, a man who can force his younger brother to marry him, a...

A word 'wolf's ambition' suddenly jumped out of Lu Fufeng's analyzer.

Is marrying Huang Jie just a springboard for him?If the imperial sister is seriously ill and dying, then he can become the supervisor of Chen Guo as the imperial husband. In addition, there are only her and the imperial sister in the royal family of Chen Guo, and he has good friends with the royal family of Yu State...

Lu Fufeng's hands trembled.Compared with Song Yun, Cui Lin is actually at a disadvantage. According to the two people's remarks just now, making Song Yun the emperor's husband is what everyone expects, but she really can't have a sense of trust in Song Yun.

"Your Highness..."

Lu Fufeng was engrossed in his thoughts, but suddenly he heard Cui Jing calling her.

"It's time for the autumn harvest."

Staring into Lu Fufeng's eyes, Lu Fuyun slowly put the rice paper on the tribute plate in front of her, she could see Fufeng's worry.She wanted to comfort Fufeng who was sitting beside her, but she couldn't think of how to do so.

Why isn't she worried?Lu Fuyun laughed at himself.She had been hiding in Chen Du for so many years, but she didn't know when Chen Guo had someone like Song Yun who had grasped the lifeline of Yu country.If a person like Song Yun only thinks about Chen Guo, that would be Chen Guozhi's blessing, but she knew that Song Yun had hidden evil intentions.If Song Yun was dedicated to the country and Lu Fusang, he would not let the blood flow in the battle of Yunjiang.

"Thank you, Master Cui, for your suggestion..."

Following Cui Jing's movements, Lu Fufeng put the rice paper on the tribute plate in front of him, looked up at Lu Fusang, but Lu Fusang didn't seem to see him, he just picked up a pen and wrote a few words on the rice paper and handed it to Qiushou .

"After remembering who it is, just read it directly... Cough cough cough"

Lu Fusang was served by Chunying and took a few sips of hot tea.

"Yes, my lord."

Qiushou took Lu Fusang's calligraphy respectfully, and then showed it.

"Returning to the Holy Father, according to the holy will and the meaning of His Royal Highness King Sui and Lord Cui, the candidate for the emperor's husband is Mr. Song..."

……

Did Jing write Song Yun?Lu Fufeng looked at Lu Fuyun in confusion, and Lu Fuyun also looked back at Lu Fufeng in confusion.

The name she wrote down was Liu Xiaoyong!

Could it be that both Fufeng and Lu Fusang chose Song Yun?

Lu Fuyun looked coldly at Song Yun's look of destiny, got up and walked out of the hall.As soon as the results of the autumn harvest were announced, Lu Fusang ordered the award and left in a hurry. She was going to find Lu Fusang to find out.

Lu Fufeng saw that the imperial sister and Cui Jing both left the courtyard in a hurry, and then said goodbye to the three men in front of them one by one.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for making the rescue today."

Liu Xiaoyong toasted Lu Fufeng with a glass of wine as if talking and laughing.Cui Lin also played a song to send him off, but Song Yun just looked at Lu Fufeng indifferently, as if evaluating her value.

Lu Fufeng smiled lightly and looked back at Song Yun.

"Young Master Song's illness seems to be getting better."

"Yes... Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern. It is my honor."

Song Yun narrowed his eyes and bowed to Lu Fufeng.

"Hehehe...May Mr. Song be in good health..."

Pursing his lips into a smile, Lu Fufeng turned around and quickly followed Cui Jing's figure to leave the courtyard.

……

"Jing wrote the name of the Seventh Prince."

Realizing that Lu Fufeng was chasing up from behind, Lu Fuyun's eyes flashed several thoughts.

"Really? Then why is it Song Yun?"

Lu Fufeng didn't expect that Cui Jing would say such words to her as soon as she caught up with him.

"It... depends on what the Holy One wants." If Lu Fusang is determined to make Song Yun the emperor's husband, then no matter what she and Fufeng have done, it will be in vain, it's just going through the motions.Lu Fusang is not a stupid person, if she and Fufeng can see the flaws, Lu Fusang can naturally see them too.Song Yun's insincerity was already confirmed, so Lu Fusang's decision to make Song Yun the emperor's husband must not be as simple as what he just said in the courtyard.The reason why she asked the three young masters what benefits they could bring to Chen Guo was that she was just talking nonsense and couldn't do anything.

Lu Fuyun looked at the palace not far away, took Lu Fufeng's hand, and led her quickly towards Lu Fusang's residence.

Seeing that Cui Jing was so familiar with the layout of the palace, Lu Fufeng's eyes flickered with strangeness.Cui Jing is by no means just a woman from an ordinary family far away from Chen Du.Besides... Lu Fufeng carefully collected Cui Jing's information.

How dare to hold the hand of an imperial daughter and swagger across the market in the palace... This is really too brave.And she didn't seem to have any fear in her heart...

Lu Fufeng silently gave Cui Jing some points in his heart, he deserves to be a woman who dares to pursue King Sui!

"The Holy One lives in the temple ahead."

Lu Fuyun pulled Lu Fufeng and walked in the palace, and inexplicably remembered that when she was young, she also held Fufeng's hand like this, and went to the front hall to receive the teachings of the empress without the eyes of the palace people.

"That room seems very large."

The dense lines in the analyzer tell Lu Fufeng that there are countless organs in the palace where Lu Fusang lives.

"Yes. After all, it is the place where the emperor lives."

Lu Fuyun silently squeezed Lu Fufeng's hand, "Someone is here."

"Who?"

Lu Fufeng looked at Lu Fuyun in astonishment. She couldn't believe that there were so many low-end life forms in this world that could escape the detection of her analyzer.

"Your Highness..."

Before Lu Fuyun could reply in the future, he heard a female voice.

"Chunying?"

Seeing the person in front of his eyes, Lu Fufeng frowned.Chun Ying turned out to be a master of martial arts!

"Your Highness, Chun Ying was ordered by the Holy Majesty to invite His Highness back to the residence."

Chunying bowed slowly to Lu Fufeng, then secretly looked at Lu Fuyun, her body trembling slightly.

"Then I will trouble Aunt Chunying to go back and ask Your Highness to greet the Holy One!"

As soon as Chunying finished speaking, Lu Fuyun immediately pulled Lu Fufeng back and turned around to walk in the opposite direction.

And Chunying stared at the backs of the two, after confirming that they had already left the palace, she quickly turned around and walked in another direction. The Holy One also told her other things.

……

After pulling Lu Fufeng out of Chunying's sight, Lu Fuyun stopped suddenly.

"what happened?"

Lu Fufeng was puzzled.Obviously the way out of the palace is ahead.

"Let's go back the other way."

It stands to reason that Lu Fusang would not casually let Fufeng return to the Sui Palace, unless...something happened in the palace!Lu Fuyun keenly noticed that something serious seemed to have happened in the palace.

"Why bother……"

After understanding what Cui Jing meant, Lu Fufeng silently stretched out his finger to touch Cui Jing's forehead: "Okay, no one can see the two of us now."

"Uh, did you slow down time again?"

Lu Fuyun doesn't really like watching Lu Fufeng perform some weird fairy arts.

"No...just a diffuse reflection of light that changes your appearance."

"what is that?"

"You do not understand."

Lu Fufeng led Lu Fuyun past the guards guarding the door, pushed the door open and entered.

"Is Miss Huang just lying inside the bead curtain?"

Bringing Cui Jing into the gate of the palace, Lu Fufeng noticed that the atmosphere in the palace was a bit strange.Apart from Dongzang who was kneeling in front of the couch, there seemed to be no one else in the hall.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Lu Fufeng could faintly hear Dongzang's cry.

……

"Why are you crying..."

Lu Fusang scolded the woman kneeling beside his couch in a low voice.She knows that Dongzang loves her dearly, but fate is destined, so what can she do?

"Cough, cough, cough... Dongzang, if the widow can't survive the wedding, Fufeng's safety will be entrusted to you. You are the closest person to the widow... The widow will remember to make you a Marquis of Wu..."

"No...no...the Holy Majesty why tease Dongzang, the Holy Majesty will be fine... Dongzang, Dongzang only wants to be loyal to the Holy One..."

Lu Fusang's words of consolation fell into Dongzang's ears, every word was heartbreaking, she didn't want to assist any Sui king, let alone any title, she just hoped that the sage would do well.

"Dong Zang!" Xia He saw Dong Zang was crying in a mess, and immediately yelled at Dong Zang, "Don't use your emotions to delay the important things that the Holy Majesty said."

"Yes." Qiushou got up and tucked Lu Fusang's feet, then knelt down on the ground again, "Don't delay the important matter that the Holy Majesty said."

"Cough cough cough... yes! The widow still has something important to say..."

The matter between her and Song Yun has not yet been explained.But when his icy eyes swept over the people present one by one, Lu Fusang secretly felt that there was something new in the hall.

"Have the hidden guards in the hall been withdrawn?"

The author has something to say: Lu Fusang’s illness will heal after a few chapters╯﹏╰Mo Fang