Chapter 90: The Storm (1)

Looking at the smile on Feng Yichen's face, the old man couldn't help but stroke his white beard, and there was a smile on his face that couldn't be hidden.

"How about the prince playing this game of chess with the old man?"

Hearing the old man say this, he bowed his head slightly, and Feng Yichen's heart was even clearer, the so-called chess opponent, it must be like this

As he spoke, the two of them played the unfinished chess game again, and Qin Yu and Qin Zhu stood aside and waited.

It wasn't until the chess game was over that Feng Yichen and Qin Zhufang said goodbye to the old man.

Following the elder's eyes, Qin Yu saw that the smile on the elder's face slowly faded after Feng Yichen left, and he couldn't help but open his mouth with some doubts: "Why didn't the elder tell the prince directly?"

The old man didn't speak, just glanced at Qin Yu, and then got up.

Seeing that the old man was about to get up, Qin Yu immediately stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

The next moment, I saw that the old man's somewhat solemn face had a more indifferent smile: "There are some things, you can't say it, you can't say it" Just listening to the old man's emotion, Qin Yu really didn't have a rut.

It's just that he can't hide something in his heart, and even though he doesn't want to ask, he still asks: "Doesn't the elder plan to tell the king what he predicted?"

"How can the heavenly machine be leaked" asked rhetorically, the old man stroked his long beard with a smile, and there were other things in his mouth that made Qin Yu even more unable to grasp his head.

He didn't know what the Heavenly Secret was, and since the elder said so, he didn't ask anymore.

Feng Yichen, who returned to King Chen's mansion, instructed the maids in the mansion to change his clothes, and then ordered someone to prepare a carriage so that Qin Zhu and the two of them could enter the palace immediately to see Feng Yihan.

"Does the prince want to tell the king about this," Qin Zhu asked with some uneasiness.

"What, what are you worried about" Leaning on the soft wall of the carriage, Feng Yichen closed his eyes slightly.

"Miss Situ is now the most favored woman by the king's side."

Before Qin Zhu's words were finished, he heard Feng Yichen's chuckle.

"What are you laughing at," Qin Zhu asked puzzled.

"Qin Zhu, Qin Zhu, it turns out that you also know these things" Feng Yichen smiled and confided these words warmly.

When Feng Yichen said this, Qin Zhu's face was a little different, he knew that this was the prince making fun of him Qin Zhu, but he was already very content to see the smile on the prince's face.

"But there is one thing you said wrong" Feng Yichen's understatement aroused Qin Zhu's curiosity.

Slightly stunned, Qin Zhu nodded slightly: "Please give me advice."

With a chuckle, Feng Yichen reached out to brush the curtain of the car that fluttered lightly in the wind, and said, "How long has the king been the queen?"

Qin Zhu twisted his eyebrows and thought, and then said, "It's been more than a year."

"Then do you think that in the past year or so, the king has ever favored any woman?"

"No, I don't know" Qin Zhu's answer was very small, obviously a little unconfident.

He didn't understand why the prince was saying these things and asking these questions.

"Okay, then the king will ask you another question" Feng Yichen still closed his eyes, but he seemed to see the cramped image of Qin Zhu scratching his head and scratching his ears.

"As far as you know, how long has Situ Yuli been in the palace?"

Hearing Feng Yichen's question, Qin Zhu smiled and replied briskly: "Since Lord Situ died of illness, Miss Situ has already entered the palace, if you count it, it should be seven or eight years."

Saying this, Qin Zhu's words suddenly choked up, and he suddenly understood the meaning of the prince's words.

"What does the prince mean?"

"Some words don't need to be said to understand" Feng Yichen raised his voice to stop what Qin Zhu was about to say, and then ordered: "Let the coachman hurry up"

After answering "yes", Qin Zhu instructed the coachman behind the curtain.

In the sound of the carriage, Feng Yichen walked with his eyes closed, and it was not until the carriage stopped that he and Qin Zhufang hurried in the direction of the imperial study.

"Oh, Lord Chen" was waiting for Feng Yichen to concentrate on walking, only to hear a rather flattering voice behind him.

Turning around and narrowing his eyes, Feng Yichen saw that the person who came was dressed in a dark blue court dress, and there was a smile on his face that had never changed.

Before he could respond, Yan Feiting had already moved forward and bowed slightly to him.

"It turns out that the Prime Minister has also entered the palace today" Smiling slightly, Feng Yichen hooked his lips and said: "It's really hard work."

"Share the burden for the king, share the worries for the country, how can the ministers feel hard, thank you for the concern of the prince Chen" Yan Feiting straightened up and said with a smile: "How can the prince enter the palace today"

When the words fell, Feng Yichen glanced at Yan Feiting, his face was still the same smile, and he pointed to the thing Qin Zhu was holding in his hand and said, "This king found something for the king when he was traveling, and he specially entered the palace today to dedicate it to the king."

Yan Feiting glanced at the thing in Qin Zhu's hand, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes, but only for a moment, because Feng Yichen had already stopped his eyes on him when he looked at Qin Zhu.

"The prince really wins the heart of the king, every time the prince collects the treasures for the king, they are rare" Yan Feiting's face kept smiling, but his eyes also glanced at Qin Zhu's hand from time to time, but because of Feng Yichen's presence, otherwise he would have to see what the man was holding in his hand.

"The prime minister has an overreputation, it's just a little plaything, the prime minister is interested," said Feng Yichen, and wanted Qin Zhu to show things to him to see.

Seeing this, Yan Feiting immediately replied: "Your Majesty doesn't dare" and then said: "The king is still in the imperial study, I believe the king should be very happy to see the prince."

Feng Yichen stared at the expression on Yan Feiting's face, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, he was really cunning, fortunately, he had prepared before, otherwise he would definitely target himself in the future.

"The prime minister really doesn't look at it," Feng Yichen teased.

"Oh, oh no, your subordinates don't dare" smiled awkwardly, Yan Feiting didn't see anything unusual, so he arched his hand and said: "Then your subordinates will retire first, the prince please"

A few words, but they are just ridiculing each other, and if they entertain each other, they understand it in their hearts.

Feng Yichen nodded, turned around and glanced at Yan Feiting, who seemed to have his head bowed and his eyebrows down, and couldn't help but sneer, and then made it easier for Qin Zhu and the two to continue in the direction of the imperial study.

The guards beside Yan Feiting couldn't see it, so they said to Yan Feiting not long after Feng Yichen left: "The lord let him go like this."

"What if you don't let him go" I only heard Yan Feiting's cold voice, and his eyes fell tightly on the back that slowly disappeared in the distance. Although he didn't have any expression on the surface, no one knew how he was feeling at this moment.