There was no one else in this huge imperial study, only their uncle and nephew.

Yan Heng thought about it, and suddenly remembered what Qiancheng Jue said to him before, and suddenly had some thoughts, "Does Uncle Huang think that the rumors in this imperial capital are all a farce?" ”

"Nature."

Qiancheng Jue nodded.

Yan Heng thought about it, although the relationship between the two had been much colder since three years ago, and they were faintly defensive and tentative, but this blood relationship was still there, so he decided to ask to the end.

He asked, "Why is Uncle Huang so determined?" I didn't understand it before, could it be that Uncle Huang, you are very familiar with Qin Changhuan, and you are sure that she will not do this? ”

His initiative to ask seemed to surprise Qiancheng a little.

Qiancheng Jue sat on the side, his eyes were cold, his face was calm and expressionless, and he said, "Wrong." ”

"Who Qin Changhuan is, you and I both know it. This kind of practice does seem like she would do it. It's just that if the imitation is too similar, the credibility is even lower. ”

Yan Heng pondered, "Imitation? ”

"Yes." Qiancheng said with great certainty, confirming that there would be no other changes in this matter and conclusion, "It is to imitate, in order to make you and me panic, the emperor should understand this." ”

Yan Heng's last bit of suspicion was said by Qiancheng Jue, and he suddenly faltered, and immediately dissipated.

What is he thinking?

Uncle Huang said yes, this is clearly someone secretly playing ghosts, he should have known about it!

The corner of Qiancheng's eyes swept to Yan Heng's contemplative appearance, his eyes deepened, but he didn't say anything.

At this moment, a eunuch walked in from outside and reported: "Your Majesty, Miss Chongyue Jiu is here." ”

"Please let her in."

The eunuch nodded and walked out quickly.

Next, a beautiful woman walked in from the outside. She hung her head down, her face half-hidden, so that people could not see clearly.

Even so, I know that she is definitely a beauty.

Qin Changhuan lowered his head, breathing a little fast. She saw a bright yellow corner of her clothes appear in front of her, and the hands in her sleeves clenched suddenly, and her fingertips turned white.

How could she not recognize this yellow!

This is the color of the emperor, and it is also the clothes he wore when he killed her! She will remember this dragon robe for the rest of her life!

A strong hatred surged up from his heart, and the past surged towards him like a tidal wave.

Along with all this, there is hatred that is difficult to hide.

"Ahem." A clear and calm voice sounded, recalling Qin Changhuan's somewhat complicated and disordered thoughts, "You are Chongyue Jiu?" ”

Yan Heng glanced at Qiancheng Jue with some surprise.

I have the impression that my imperial uncle has never been close to women, but this time he will actually speak to a woman in person, is it really interested?

He looked at the face that seemed to be somewhat familiar, and fell into deep thought for a moment.

Qin Changhuan nodded, "Back to the word regent, yes." ”

"Look up."

Listening to the voice, she should be a beauty, but she always hangs her head and can't see the whole picture. For this woman who is rarely interested in her imperial uncle, Yan Heng is also interested.

He watched quietly as the woman slowly raised her head, her attitude idle.

However, at the moment when the woman's true face was revealed, Yan Heng changed her previous casual attitude and couldn't help but exclaim: "Ah Jiu?!" ”

Isn't this the Qin Changhuan he can see every day in his midnight dream?

He took a small step back in a very frustrated manner, looked at the face in front of him, and muttered blankly, "No, you are not her." ”

"You're not her."

Yan Heng gradually came back to his senses.

Although the woman in front of her did look very similar to the dead Qin Changhuan at first glance, on the whole, there were still some obvious differences.

Qin Changhuan blinked pretending not to understand, revealing just the right amount of doubt, "What are you talking about, Your Majesty?" Why don't the courtiers understand? ”

"No, it's fine."

Yan Heng helped the corner of the desk on the side and calmed down.

Qian Chengjue has been watching quietly from the side, and he didn't show anything abnormal. But if you look closely, you can see that his gaze has never taken off Qin Changhuan.

Yan Heng coughed lightly, "Today I want to marry you and the regent, and I want to see your opinion." ”

As she spoke, she involuntarily looked at Qin Changhuan again and again, as if she wanted to see the reason.

Qin Changhuan subconsciously looked at Qianchengjue sitting next to him.

Her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, Qiancheng Jue actually agreed to this marriage?