[Quick Transmigration] On how to refuse the favor of the sick villain

In the early winter season, the resplendent and resplendent imperial palace looked more solemn and solemn because of the cold wind.

But it also looks more like a cage of wealth.

Feng Xuancheng was walking on the stone road to Yuqing Palace, the imperial guards held their breath one by one, for fear that the white mist exhaled from their mouths and noses would contaminate and offend the regent.

"Brother Huang, why did you invite me here?"

Feng Xuancheng had no intention of saluting to the emperor, he lifted his clothes and sat down unceremoniously.

"You," the emperor questioned coldly, and was choked back by Feng Xuancheng's cold face and indifferent eyes. He was already a bit lacking in momentum when he spoke. Do you know that the third prince is gone? ? "

"Oh?"

Feng Xuancheng took the tea that the eunuch quickly brought up in his hands slowly, and pinched the lid of the teacup with his eyes downcast, "It's gone? Where did he go?"

"You do not know?"

The emperor looked at his expression carefully, but what he saw was still cold, and the momentum in his heart unknowingly weakened a little, "He was in the prince's mansion, and he disappeared on a sunny day, and four guards died outside the door. "

He knew in his heart that no one except Feng Xuancheng had the guts and ability to do it, but Feng Xuancheng refused to admit it, but he didn't even have a way!

This throne, he can't help being too aggrieved!

But helpless.

After all, it was Feng Xuancheng who sent him to sit on the throne.

He very much believed that Feng Xuancheng could send him up, and he could also get him down at any time.

"Is there such a thing?"

Feng Xuancheng's tone seemed a little surprised, but he didn't even raise his eyelids, "Then what is the purpose of the emperor to find me?"

"Isn't it," you arrested him?

The emperor's words came to his lips, rolled three times, and finally turned into a sigh, "He is your nephew after all."

Feng Xuancheng used the tea lid to gently brush aside the tea leaves floating above, took a sip of the tea, and sighed, "Good tea. It's just that the tea leaves are floating around, so it's better to enjoy it after all."

The emperor's face froze, what did he mean?

Warn him, the emperor, that if he wants to enjoy the throne, he has to put his own son aside?

Seeing that he was silent, Feng Xuancheng raised his head pretending to be puzzled, "So what? Brother Huang asked me to come, what's the matter?"

The emperor couldn't hold back the naturalness on his face, pulled the corners of his mouth very hard, and continued his words with another step, "After all, he is your nephew, I just thought, you have a lot of human eyesight, see if you can Find his whereabouts."

Of course, this is just a step down for myself.

Hearing these words, Feng Xuancheng knew that the emperor wanted to swallow the bitterness for himself and gave up his son. He hooked his lips in satisfaction, and continued the words casually, "That's natural. My nephew is missing. Of course, this king can’t sit idly by.”

"That's work."

The emperor couldn't express his suffering, so he could only sigh in his heart.

Feng Xuancheng got up, just about to lift his legs to leave, when he suddenly turned his face, "Oh, that's right."

"Ok?"

The emperor looked up.

Feng Xuancheng said, "There is still a scarlet seal missing on the jade certificate, thank you, Brother Huang. In addition, this king plans to marry Suli at the end of the year. Naturally, there is no such thing as the emperor personally ordering someone to prepare for such a superficial matter." Yes. Thank you, brother."

Feng Xuancheng said "work hard" and "hard work", but there was no trace of pleading on his face?

The emperor looked at his face that could not be rejected, and couldn't help but frowned, "You are already risking the world's disgrace by marrying him as a princess. The royal family has already been talked about by the people. If you marry him with great fanfare Do it, don’t let the people in the world give pointers?”

Feng Xuancheng's face turned cold immediately, "He is the only concubine of this king, if he doesn't make a big deal, won't he be let down? This king only asks, is the emperor willing or not?"

The emperor was shocked by his sudden cold gaze, and he didn't dare to fight him hard, so he could only agree with a bitter face, "Okay, okay! I agree!"

What is this all about!

What the emperor did was really involuntary!

"came back?"

Seeing Feng Xuancheng came back, Su Li hurried up to meet him, worried, "The emperor announced you into the palace early in the morning, is there something wrong?"

Su Li didn't have a thorough understanding of how powerful Feng Xuancheng, the regent, was. In his subconscious mind, he felt that even the regent would most likely be inferior to the emperor.

Feng Xuancheng smiled, "Are you afraid that he will harm me? Don't worry, even the emperor can't help me."

"Really?"

Su Li was a little suspicious.

"of course it's true."

Feng Xuancheng raised his hand and stroked his hair lightly, "It's cold outside, I'll go out in the future, don't wait outside."

''Yes." Su Li followed him into the room.

"I entered the palace for no other reason." After closing the door, Feng Xuancheng turned around and hugged Su Li, hugging him tightly with a low smile, "It is to tell the emperor that we will get married at the end of the year and we must be fair and aboveboard." I will hold a big event, and I will never let you feel wronged."

Hey, hey, hey.

Su Li only felt that at this moment, it was clearly winter, but his heart became hot, not only his face was hot, but even his heart beat faster.

A wedding, an aboveboard wedding... That was a scene that had never been experienced in the previous world. Suddenly, I was so nervous and looked forward to it.

two months later.

Feng Xuancheng was preparing for the big wedding at the end of the year alone, and Su Li couldn't help feeling a little flustered as the time would not arrive in a while.

There is still a period of time before the end of the year, and he silently counts the time, but he has already started thinking about another very important matter in his heart.

At the beginning of the original plot, the protagonist Shou is about to go to Beijing to find relatives, right?

That, the protagonist Shou Su Wanzhou who is nine points similar to him.

Ninety percent of the similarity, if you put on his appearance, it will be even more similar, the only difference is that the two people have very different temperaments.

Because Su Wanzhou was simple and innocent, but because Su Li was good at opera troupes since she was a child, she had a charm in her bones.

The similarities in appearance are extremely high, and they are at the same age...Su Li rested his cheeks, is this really just a coincidence?

In his mind, there is a guess.

But on this point, I'm afraid I have to meet the class leader who raised the original master, and I have to find a way to meet the protagonist Shou to be sure.

"What are you thinking about?"

Feng Xuancheng came from behind him, shook off the thick purple raccoon fur cloak, and put it on him, "It's cold in the snow, don't stand for too long."

At this time, it was already winter, and it just snowed yesterday, and inside and outside the palace, there was a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Xuancheng."

Su Li turned around and habitually tucked both hands into his waistlines, "Tomorrow, can you accompany me out of the house?"

When Feng Xuancheng was carried up by him, his heart felt so hot that it could melt the snow all over the ground, he raised his hand and gently scratched Su Li's pen tip, which was slightly frozen red, and smiled dotingly, "Why, do you think the house is stuffy? "

"Well, I want to go back to the theater troupe to see the master and the others." Su Li leaned lightly on his chest, "By the way, let's go shopping on the street."

"Okay," Feng Xuancheng would not agree, "I will accompany you."

In the past two months, he has already suppressed all the rumors about Suli, so he can take Suli to the streets with confidence.

Now the stories circulating on the street are all the good stories about him wanting to make Suli the queen concubine.

"Hey, hey, look at that man!"

A few steps away from the south gate of the capital, in a tea shop on the street, two tea drinkers looked at the gray-clothed boy who had just walked in, and couldn't help but look over.

"what happened?"

"Don't you think he looks familiar? It's that one, Suli who is said to be the regent princess! I've heard him sing before, and I can't recognize his face!"

"Princess Regent?"

The listener followed his gaze and glanced at the gray-clothed boy who was carrying a burden, and quickly retracted, "You have misunderstood the person, you, the regent princess must have enough food and clothing in the regent palace, how can she wear it?" So shabby!"

"Shopkeeper! Here's a bowl of tea!"

The gray-clothed boy raised his arms and wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeves, as if he had driven a lot.

"Hey, come on!"

The boy in gray found a table and sat down, "Shopkeeper, can I ask you something?"

"What's the matter, you said."

The shopkeeper poured him a big bowl of tea.

The young man in gray picked up the tea bowl and took a few sips, probably because he was extremely thirsty, "I want to inquire about someone. It's a woman. She is about 50 or [-] years old this year. Her surname is Meng, and she has a mole on her forehead... "You," before he finished speaking, the shopkeeper shook his head in embarrassment, "if I hadn't seen this description in the past two days, how could I remember it?"

The gray-clothed boy nodded, as if he was used to this kind of answer, "Thank you."

Chang Liyuan.

"what?"

In Su Li's heart, there was a feeling that this was indeed the case.

"It's like this," the troupe master sighed, "She was about to die of illness, and she sent you to the theater troupe before she died, saying that she was learning a craft, so that no one would take care of her in the future and starve to death. I remember that her surname seemed to be Meng, Perhaps, she is your biological mother."

The surname is Meng... Su Li frowned. In the original plot, it was mentioned in black and white that the protagonist Su Wanzhou came to Beijing to find a relative. Isn't it a woman named Meng with a mole on her forehead?

Moreover, it was not found until the end of the plot.

Not to mention that he only knew that the person was in the capital, and after so many years, he had the intention of looking for a needle in a haystack. If so, that person had been dead for many years?

It's no surprise that it couldn't be found.

"Then, do you remember, is there a mole on her forehead?"

Su Li asked almost urgently.

The head teacher seemed to be trying hard to remember, but in the end he just shook his head, "It's been too long, I really can't remember."

"what happened?"

Feng Xuancheng saw that Su Li seemed to be very wrong today, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Su Li gradually calmed down, and basically confirmed his previous guess.

He, no, the original owner, the original owner and the protagonist, Bai Yueguang and the substitute attacked by the two so-called protagonists, are most likely twin brothers.

It's just that in the original plot, Suli died early, and the protagonist was involved in the search for relatives, and because he fell into love entanglements later, this relationship was not involved.