The next day, the king of Shang and the princess entered the palace to say goodbye. Queen Zhuge Erya held a banquet in the dome hall, summoned the ministers to lunch, and asked about the whereabouts of Miao Chunguo during the banquet.

Song Chuyin only said: "Miao Chun Guo has been bumpy several times, and its spiritual power has been lost. Erchen has put the fruit in the immortal cave, to consolidate the origin with the law of Shennong, and can only be taken out after 7749 days, and then he will be invited into the palace. ”

In this way, the queen is satisfied, and after the meal, she took the princess to visit the imperial garden, warm wine and plum blossoms, frying snow and making tea, stroking the qin and dancing cranes, and talked about the past news of Luoxia Qinmen, and rewarded gold, silver and jade silk, there is also a dry piano trick: a yellow pear root carved piano table, a dragon and phoenix agarwood agate incense burner, a collar hibiscus and embroidered with the Luoxia pattern of the colorful flower table flag, qin and so on.

Luo Fangrui took the opportunity to ask about the saint's condition, where he is cultivating now, and what medicine to take, and was sent away by the queen's clever words one by one. Therefore, it was inconvenient for her to ask more, and she was secretly amazed by the queen's scheming methods.

When I got out of the palace and returned home, it was getting late. The king and the concubine casually used some snacks, and prepared to travel with Miao Chunguo. Luo Fangrui was about to call someone to prepare the car, but unexpectedly, Song Chuyin suddenly called out a seat of Shi Kuangqin, and said meaningfully: "The princess underestimated this king, and this king was also a disciple of Shi Kuang, not only him." ”

Luo Fangrui was poked in her heart, so she could only pretend to be calm, lead the topic to Baoqin, and ask her about her origin. Song Chuyin said more and more solemnly: "This qin is the same as this king, but it is still a nobody, and it is not enough to worry about. It's never too late to take the name of the piano when the time is ripe. ”

Nobody? This is clearly a posture of being sure to ascend the throne. Luo Fangrui stopped making a sound, and also called the qin, and the two of them both went towards the "fairy cave" mentioned by Song Chuyin.

The "Immortal Cave" is not really a Immortal Cave, but a mountain cave on the outskirts of Beijing, closed and hidden, and full of spiritual yuan.

Song Chuyin chose this place early. Because the storage conditions of Miaochun fruit are harsh, it needs to be worshiped at the temperature of spring all year round, so after the excavation, the eighteen disciples of Shennong Villa were specially hired to open the altar and drain here, and Fuqin adjusted the climate of the cave for 7749 days, and then made it come to verify every seven days, so it has been more than three years.

Luo Fangrui thought to herself: King Shang is really a person who is good at scheming and forbearance, three years ago, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was hot, but he had already prepared the immortal cave. Looking at the terrain of this cave, it took more than a year to dig rocks just to open the mountain.

She originally had a plan to secretly sacrifice the Miaochun fruit to the saint behind the back of the king of Shang, but now when she looks at it, she can't help but feel that this plan is too impatient and reckless, and her own death is small, if the king of Shang is provoked and kills his father in advance, I don't know how many people will die at that time.

Besides, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in her heart is the most sympathetic to the soldiers and the people who cherish the people, how can she let him take the risk of cleaning up the mess for herself?

Song Chuyin noticed that her face was gloomy, so she took her hand and rubbed it, "What, I can't bear your Miaochun fruit?" He inadvertently skimmed the cold little hands in the palm of his hand, soft and fragrant, white and tender, and the fingertips and palms were plump and moist, all of which were red and pink, and he couldn't help but think of last night's spring supper, and he was silent for a while, just rubbing it.

Suddenly, Luo Fangrui raised her hand and bowed and said, "Forgive the concubine for taking the liberty of asking, since Your Highness has already obtained the fruit, why don't you just send it to the Holy One to take it?" ”

This question, if the bottom of the kettle draws salary. Song Chuyin sneered, "Why, Concubine Ai wouldn't be naïve enough to think that as long as this king feeds Miao Chunguo to him with his own hands, he will pass on the throne to this king, right?" ”

The echo of the hollow valley played his sneer particularly hideously, and in the hidden place of the cave, this outsider seemed to be respectful and decent, and the filial and touching virtuous king showed his crazy ambition as if he had been on the bed last night.

Luo Fangrui clenched her hands and said with disgust in her heart: "The concubine is stupid, I really think so." If the Holy Lord receives His Royal Highness's filial piety and Kangtai, the world knows it and the people want it, and the courtiers will also play to support the crown prince. But if the saint dies at this time, and the queen makes another move, His Royal Highness will not only be difficult to get rid of suspicion, but may also lose both. At this time, if the abolished prince waits for an opportunity to make trouble again......"

Halfway through the words, Song Chuyin waved his hand to stop, "There is no need to say any more, this king has his own plan." He pinched Luo Fangrui's jaw with both hands, and smiled, "Aifei...... Have a heart! ”

Despite the hairiness in her heart, Luo Fangrui still pushed the boat down the river and calmly and tentatively said: "I don't know what His Highness's plan is?" The concubines are willing to share the worries of His Royal Highness. ”

"Really?" Song Chuyin snorted and smiled, as if asking a question.

Luo Fangrui knew that he was suspicious, and when he was a concubine, his father, who was the chief priest of the Ministry of Works, actually asked Jiang Que, the chief priest of the Ministry of Rites, to persuade the queen to withdraw the decree of holding a concubine ceremony with the specifications of the crown princess when he was visiting the saint, which undoubtedly greatly angered the king of Shang.

Song Chuyin saw that she lowered her eyes and was silent, and said: "It's hard for you to think about this king, since you want to share your worries, I'll give you a chance." At present, if you can lead the queen to take action for the king to remove the crown prince, and then the king will abolish the queen in the name of his sibling Zhaoxue, what do you say? ”

Luo Fangrui was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect him to test her, so he could only think about it and offer a plan: "I wonder if His Highness knows that there is a female disciple in Fuxi Qinmen called Xiu Ling Rule?" ”

After asking, seeing Song Chuyin smile, he knew that he knew everything, and he became more and more shocked, and continued: "Xiu Ling has some small friendships with King Yu, but if we deliberately release the news, let the queen think that she is King Yu's beloved......

"According to the temperament of the queen mother, she will definitely use the spiritual cultivation rules as bait...... Song Chuyin muttered: "Maybe you can try, even if she doesn't make a move, we will have no loss." What about timing? ”

"Now that the study of Wei Huayu has been completed, the concubine heard that Princess Qinghuan will go back to Shikuang with her, as if it is for the sake of her little junior brother, presumably they will set off in a few days."

"In a little while...... It's a god-man book tour. Song Chu muttered, smiled with his chin bowed, as if he had made some big plan, and then, he called the qin out and stroked it casually.

The sound of the piano bursts, like a big tide and waves rushing away the surrounding Lingyuan, the Lingyuan fluctuates and dances on both sides, and with the pointing of the rhythm, it pushes open a stone secret door of the mountain, and Song Chuyin leads Luo Fangrui into it.

I saw that it was a chamber inside, and a one-person-high jade niche was placed, and inside the niche was a statue of Emperor Yan.

Luo Fangrui took out the jade box containing the Miaochun fruit with interest, and before she opened it, she saw that the spiritual yuan in the shrine was circulating endlessly, and they gathered on the palm of Emperor Yan as if they had senses, forming a cloud of colorful auspicious clouds.

Sure enough, the jade box opened on its own, and Miao Chun Guo was attracted by Lingyuan to float above the auspicious clouds, and after a while, it was swallowed by the clouds again, and after a while, the clouds gradually faded, and the color and pattern of the fruit became more and more distinct, as if it had been reborn.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Song Chuyin said, "It's okay." "Motioned to exit the chamber.

Outside, the originally empty and undecorated cave has been crawling with strange flowers and plants that lead to vines, and the uneven places are dotted. Some hang on the steep stone pillars, and some shuttle between the narrow stone gaps, lingering on the steps, twisting and intricate.

The ground is also covered with flowers, fragrant and fragrant, but none of them are known by the best at making incense. She was so overjoyed that she forgot the person next to her for a while, and smelled all kinds of flowers and plants, intoxicated.

Seeing that there is a strange flower on the top of the head, as big as a slap petal like origami, fragrant than the golden cinnamon crystal, Luo Fangrui stepped on a raised boulder at the bottom of her feet, jumped up, reached out to fish, and folded a petal down to take a closer look.

Song Chuyin stared at her attentively, and saw that her cheeks were red because of the fragrance of flowers, and she was panting, and there were a few strands of green silk sticking to the fine sweat on her cheeks.

"Beast!" Luo Fangrui was ashamed and couldn't speak, so she could only endure humiliation and scolding in her heart.