Many of the jewelry in this box are very valuable, but these are all people from Dongchang, I don't know how many houses have been copied on weekdays, how many treasures have been collected by powerful people, and they are all unmoved and calm.

Cen Yin casually glanced at the jewels, picked up a few hairpins and hairpins and looked at them, convinced that they were not hollow, and put them down again...... His gaze returned to the box, and he tapped his fingers twice at the bottom.

"Got, got, got, got......"

When a few Dongchang fans heard it, they found that it was wrong, and blurted out: "There is a secret grid." ”

As soon as Cen Yin's right hand was raised, the chamberlain immediately handed over a dagger with a cold light to Cen Yin.

Cen Yin's fingers were slender and flexible, and the dagger somehow turned in his hand, and he saw a flash of knife, and the tip of the dagger had pierced the edge of the bottom plate of the box, and then he picked it slightly, and the bottom plate was picked up, revealing a dark grid that was about less than half an inch deep below, and—

An envelope in a dark compartment.

There were a few twisted and strange characters written on the envelope, and it was clear that this was not Dasheng's writing.

Dongchang has been engaged in supervision and spy duties all the year round, and he is a capable person with various skills, and one of the Dongchang fans recognized it at a glance and said: "Overseer, this is Beiyan script." ”

Cen Yin stared at the few Beiyan characters on the envelope, curled the corners of his lips with a smile, put the dagger aside, and took out the envelope......

"Bone ......"

Until the people in this hall have left, the fallen golden jade ears are still rolling on the mirror-like ground, as if endless......

After a pillar of incense, the jewelry box and the envelope appeared on the emperor's imperial case.

The emperor's face sank like water, and the air in the study was also heavy.

The little waiter who served on the side stared at the tips of his shoes with low eyebrows, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

"Your Majesty, this box was found under the bed of the imperial concubine Niangniang, I am afraid that it is too 'urgent', and the mother hides it 'cautiously', and forgets it for a while, and is in a hurry to find it, so there will be this turmoil." Cen Yin stood on the other side of the imperial case and said unhurriedly, "The letter is hidden in the secret compartment of the box. ”

The emperor's eyes were half-drooping, and his gaze fell on the envelope, and his dark eyes were bright and dark, cloudy and uncertain.

This secret letter was found in the secret compartment of the box, needless to say, and I knew that it must be extremely important, and, judging from Yeluchen's panicked behavior, this letter was "unsightly"!

Thinking about it, the emperor picked up the envelope, took out a piece of folded beige silk paper from it, and quickly unfolded it, and the text on the letter was also Beiyan script.

The emperor also understood the Beiyan script, so he looked at it directly at a glance, and the more he looked at it, the worse his face became, and he was so gloomy that he almost dripped water.

"Smack!"

The Emperor slapped his palm heavily on the imperial case, and it reverberated through the room like thunder, causing the air to suddenly chill, and the head of the little chamberlain fell even lower.

"I don't know what to do, I really don't know what to do!" The emperor gritted his teeth and said angrily, his forehead was bruised, and his handsome face was slightly distorted because of anger, "Sure enough, I still answered the old saying, if it is not my race, its heart will be different!" ”

"The emperor is angry." Cen Yin comforted softly, "The emperor's heart for Niangniang, Niangniang is a smart person, and it is clear when you think about it. ”

"Smart people?" The emperor sneered sarcastically, and casually threw the letter in his hand on the imperial case, "Of course she is a smart person, borrow the power of our Dasheng to borrow strength, she herself is good, effortless!" What a good calculation! This slut also coaxed him to take her younger brother Yelu Seventh Prince back to Beijing...... It's really hateful.

The Emperor narrowed his eyes, and little by little his eyes became deep and dark, raging like a tornado.

Cen Yin didn't speak again, and her red lips, which were as charming as those of Manzhu Shahua, curled up treacherously.

That night, night fell, and a holy decree exploded above the hunting palace like a thunderbolt.

The emperor suddenly issued an order to demote the imperial concubine Yeluchen to Concubine Ning, and ordered her to close the palace and think about it, and she was not allowed to go out without an edict.

Early the next morning, this holy decree was spread to everyone in the Hunting Palace, and everyone was in an uproar for a while, not only did not know the reason, but also had a kind of unfathomable emotion and sigh of the sacred heart, and when Duanmu Fei learned the news, he was on the way to Changyue Palace to ask for peace for Anping.

Listening to the crisp sparrow-like sound of the cicada, Duanmu Fei couldn't help but stop, looking in the direction of Cuiwei Garden, remembering that during the lantern festival the night before, Feng Yan suddenly disappeared halfway; And yesterday, when she heard that there was a thief in the palace of the imperial concubine, Feng Yan's overly bright smile......

Duanmu pursed his lips, and there was a touch of indescribability in his expression.

To say that Ye Luchen's downmotion from the imperial concubine to Concubine Ning this time has nothing to do with Feng Yan, he didn't believe it when he killed Duanmufei.

She looked down at a few delicate hibiscus trees nearby, and her thoughts flew around accidentally.

Sure enough, the imperial concubine lost not only some "beloved" jewelry yesterday, but also other more important "things", which is why Ye Luchen was so anxious, and what she lost must also have a great relationship with the emperor's anger this time.

So—

It should be that Feng Yan stole this "thing" during the Lantern Festival, and then he managed to make it appear in front of the emperor in a certain way "as a matter of course" and "above board".

So, the purpose of sealing the flame is......

Duanmu Fei's heart thumped, her heart pounded faster, she looked up her little face and took several deep breaths.

Exhale-inhale-

Exhale-inhale-

I can't think about it anymore, why can't she learn well!

She doesn't know anything! Duanmu Fei didn't know how many times he told himself this.

Bi Chan on the side saw that her girl looked and behaved strangely, and couldn't help but call softly: "Girl......"

Duanmu looked at Bi Chan with a smile, and said casually: "Bi Chan, this hibiscus is blooming just right, I'll cut a few branches and give it to Her Royal Highness the eldest princess to insert a bottle." ”

Bi Cicada was stunned, accustomed to her girl's out-of-the-box thinking, and hurriedly said, "That slave went to borrow scissors." ”

There were palace maids pruning flowers and trees nearby, and after a while, Bi Cicada came back with scissors and flower baskets.

Duanmu Fei chose a few half-flowered hibiscus in three or two clicks, carried the basket himself, and continued on the road with light steps.

In Changyue Palace, Anping's mother and son were both in the east side hall, and Feng Yan had already sent someone to look at the palace gate for a while.

Duanmu Fei hadn't entered the courtyard yet, Feng Yan had already gotten the news, and for a while he told the palace maid to hurry up and make tea, and then ordered to add some Zhen Zhen's favorite incense, and after seeing that the corners of An Ping's mouth were upturned, he never put it down.

"Your Highness." Duanmu Fei soon came in under the guidance of Ziyue and saluted An who was sitting on Luohan's bed.

An Ping put aside a piece of yellow embroidery material in his hand, and said with a smile: "Scarlet, you are here, this palace is already 'looking forward to wearing'." As she spoke, An Ping glanced at her son who was looking through the autumn water.

Feng Yan immediately noticed the flower basket in Duanmu Fei's hand and the red hibiscus in the basket, his eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: Ye Luchen dared to design Zhen Zhen to harm him, he was so capable, he avenged Zhen Zhen. With Zhen Zhen's ingenuity, she must have figured out that there is her own shot behind this, is this basket of flowers a thank you gift from Zhen Zhen to herself?

Zhenzhen's vision is good! Feng Yan thought to herself.

Duanmu caught a glimpse of Feng Yan staring at the hibiscus in his basket, and he was a little dazed: Could there be something wrong with this basket of flowers?

She swallowed her saliva, but still said to An Ping: "Your Highness, I saw that this hibiscus bloomed well on the way here, so I cut these branches and wanted to put a bottle for His Highness." ”

Anping looked at his son's expression of eagerness to snatch away the basket of flowers, and felt very interesting, and said deliberately: "It just so happens that the hibiscus in the palace house are a little withered, and Scarlet's eyes are really good." Anping immediately instructed Ziyue to take it and insert the bottle.

After Ziyue took the flower basket, she smiled and retreated to insert the bottle.

Feng Yan stared at the flower basket with burning eyes, and he was embarrassed to cut off his beard after all. Thinking that if he didn't wait for Zhen Zhen to leave, he would just ask his mother for it in private.

An Ping couldn't help laughing more and more, and casually beckoned Duanmu Fei to sit down, and ordered the palace maid to serve snacks and tea.

The colorful and delicate dim sum was filled with mahogany carved hibiscus relief square tables on the side of Duanmu Scarlet, and the sweet and enticing smell permeated the room.

After Duanmu Fei sat down, he couldn't help but look at the bright yellow piece of material next to Anping while biting a piece of chestnut crisp.

This material looks a little old, embroidered with a picture of a unicorn sending a child, and after a second look, Duanmu Fei realized that this should be a swaddling child, and the old feeling revealed by the material has been some years.

The only one who can use bright yellow swaddling clothes should be ......

An Ping naturally noticed Duanmufei's gaze, since she didn't put this away in advance, she didn't plan to hide it from Duanmufei, and said straight to the point: "This is what Feng Zhizhi just handed over." ”

Duanmu's frowns moved, and his ears couldn't help but ring the words that Anping said to Feng Yuzhi the night before: "...... Fifteen years ago in Chongyang, the main palace was of course in the princess's mansion! ”

As if to verify some kind of guess in her heart, An Ping continued softly: "This is the swaddling ...... made by my sister-in-law back then" As she spoke, An Ping picked up the swaddling clothes again, and her jade-like fingers rubbed gently on the swaddling clothes, seemingly with infinite nostalgia and emotion.

Really. Duanmu Fei's gaze also followed Anping's fingers and fell on the unicorn with excellent embroidery skills, and the fairy child holding the lotus flower Ruyi on the unicorn's back was white and cute, naïve, and every stitch and thread revealed the love and joy of the embroiderer's motherhood.

Back then, the puppet emperor's Empress Xu was pregnant, and she was amnesty to the world, if there was no palace change behind, the baby wrapped in this swaddling baby should be the current prince of the Dasheng Dynasty, and the prince should be fifteen years old.

It's just that what is the purpose of Feng Yuma deliberately sending this swaddling clothes to Anping and Feng Yan?

Duanmu frowned, feeling a little pain in her skull, she realized that she seemed to know too many things that she shouldn't know...... Hey, the brain is always disobedient and loves to think wildly.

At this time, I heard Feng Yan speak: "I didn't find it." ”

Feng Yan ordered people to keep an eye on Feng Yuzhi, but he still didn't know how this swaddling clothes got into his hands.

Anping's ruddy cherry lips were pursed, and his eyes were slightly dark. I thought that this two-pronged approach would definitely find some clues, but I didn't expect the other party to be so cautious......

Mother and son looked at each other for a moment, exchanging a complicated and unexpected look in mid-air.

Duanmu Fei picked up the teacup, moistened his somewhat dry throat, and couldn't help but quietly raise his eyes from the tea and glance at Feng Yan quickly.

Duanmu Fei knew what Feng Yan was secretly planning, and there must have been a lot of eyeliner on his hands, this time, Feng Yan deliberately sent someone to keep an eye on it, but he didn't find any clues, which shows that the "person" who cooperated with Feng Yan was not simple.

The room was silent, silent.

An Ping carefully folded the bright yellow swaddling clothes, each movement was so gentle, as if she was afraid of damaging the swaddling clothes, her half-drooping eyelashes trembled slightly like cicada wings, and her eyes were dark and dark, as if she was thoughtful.

Duanmu Fei looked straight at Anping, as if he could feel Anping's sadness and ...... Scruple.

Yes, Anping and Feng Yan must have some scruples, maybe Feng Prezhi is just a stepping stone thrown by others, insignificant, if Feng Yan rashly seals Feng Prezhi's mouth, and then someone exposes that "handle", it will inevitably appear that their mother and son are weak-minded, and even point the finger at their mother and son!

In such a situation, what kind of response will Anping take?

This question naturally surfaced in Duanmu Fei's mind, and she thought of Chu Qingyu and the information she revealed that day again, and her expression became a little complicated.

Could it be that Chu Qingyu can really predict some future things?!

No, with Feng Yan here, it is impossible to let things develop to that point!

A fine light flashed in Duanmufei's eyes, his thoughts moved quickly, and his cherry lips took a dip on the edge of the teacup, and then put it down.

She smiled and said, "...... Actually, it doesn't matter if you can find out who is behind the scenes, as long as it makes people feel that what Feng Pony said is not credible. ”

Duanmu smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into two slits, which made An Ping think of the little white fox that his son had recently raised, which looked really similar to the little girl.

Anping suddenly felt a little itchy and wanted to rub the soft top of the little girl's hair.

She beckoned to Duanmu Fei, who passed over obediently and was pulled by An Ping to sit down beside her.

The two of them whispered intimately next to each other, their almost whispering voices echoing low through the room.

Feng Yan didn't try to listen to what they were saying, he just looked at his two most important people with a smile, and his mood was excited.

The atmosphere in the room unconsciously changed from solemn to light, and even the birds outside seemed to feel it, happily flapping their wings in the courtyard outside the window and flying and playing among the leaves, and the chirping of birds came and went, as if spring was coming in advance......

"Oh, Ben Shizi seems to smell the smell of frosted millet cake, this dare is good, Ben Shizi just hasn't eaten breakfast yet."

I don't know how long it took, but someone suddenly heard the familiar laughter on the other side of the curtain, and the voice was full of the usual laughter.

Duanmu Fei couldn't help but glance out the window, it's all three poles in the morning, didn't Jun Shizi just get up?! Isn't he a soldier......

A palace maid hurriedly opened the curtain for the guests, and Jun Ran, who was shaking a folding fan, swaggered in.

Feng Yan's face suddenly froze, and he still thought that he would send his mother away later and be alone with Zhen Zhen for a while!

As if he didn't see Feng Yan's unkind face, Jun Ran continued to walk forward, first saluted An Ping, and then fanned the folding fan and said, "There is a way, it is better to come early than to come by chance." This son is really a blessed person, Duanmu Fourth Girl, don't you say? ”

Duanmu replied with a crisp voice, and nodded solemnly: "Of course Jun Shizi is a blessed one. ”

Jun Ran took away the plate of frosted millet cake, sat down next to Feng Yan casually, and nodded with concern: "The fourth girl of Duanmu is really like a torch. ”

He finished eating a piece of millet cake in two bites, then picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands, and said with some emotion: "Fourth girl Duanmu, what do you think of the imperial concubine...... No, it's time to call Concubine Ning Niangniang, isn't it a blessing? ”

Duanmu Fei, who was biting a fried twist fruit, felt that he almost didn't knock his teeth, which pot should not be mentioned, and whether Ye Luchen was blessed or not, what did it matter to her? !

Duanmu blinked a pair of big black and white eyes, innocent and innocent, just as if he hadn't heard anything just now.

Jun Ran didn't ask, and looked at Feng Yan with a smile, "Ah Yan, what do you think?" ”

Feng Yan hooked his lower lip at Jun Ran with a smile, and he didn't mean to hide it.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Jun Ran said four words inexplicably.

However, the other three people present all knew what Jun Ran was talking about, and Feng Yan directly confirmed his guess.

Duanmu Feiden felt that the fried twist fruit in his mouth was not so crispy and sweet, and said secretly: Jun Shizi is really annoying, don't you see that she, an "outsider", is it really good to say these "important" secrets in front of her?!

Jun Ran squinted, and his originally cynical eyes suddenly became more solemn and cautious, and asked, "What is it?" ”

"It was a secret letter written by Yeluchen's eldest brother Yeluqi from Beiyan to Yeluchen." Feng Yan said lightly, "He asked Yeluchen to send an envoy to Beiyan under the guise of taking his younger brother into Beijing, and asked the emperor to send an envoy to Beiyan, and they would take the opportunity to use the envoy to act in Beiyan, so that the new king Yelusuo and Dasheng turned against each other...... In this way, they can survive in the chaos and fight their way out. ”

Jun Ran listened, first his eyes lit up, and then he put away the folding fan with a "snap", knocked his palm with the handle of the fan and sighed: "It's a pity." ”

There was silence in the room, except for the swaying and dancing of a few flowers and trees outside the window.

Duanmu sipped the tea silently, her eyes flickering with the ripples on the surface of the tea.

Now that this secret letter has been found from Ye Luchen, in fact, Dasheng can completely plan and provoke civil strife in Beiyan, so that Dasheng can benefit.

But—

With what she knew about the Emperor, the Emperor would not do this.

The emperor has always sought stability, and only wants to keep the country he inherited from the previous emperor and the so-called Xuanlong prosperous era.

It's a pity.

Outside the window there was the sound of birds flapping their wings, and a few sparrows, as if smelling the fragrance, stopped on the windowsill, jumped and chirped.

Jun Ran's gaze fell on the sparrows, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, as if he was smiling, and the fan handle of his right hand was still tapping on his left palm, one after another, faster than the other......

Suddenly, Jun Ran's left hand held the end of the fan handle, and said loudly to Feng Yan: "Ah Yan, why don't we do it ourselves!" As he spoke, a fierce murderous aura burst out of his eyes, like a sword out of the sheath.

His eyes are bright, his expression is firm, and the grace and grace of his usual life are gone, at this moment, he is the prince of King Jane, a soldier who has commanded thousands of troops and horses on the battlefield in the north and fought the enemy to the death.

"......" Duanmu Fei's eyes were slightly wide, his eyes were round, and he was almost loveless in his heart.

Why does she always show up in the wrong place at the wrong time?! She silently reflected in her heart.

"What if you take Beiyan?" Feng Yan had just finished eating a piece of walnut crisp, patted his palm casually, and asked casually.

Compared with Jun Ran's enthusiasm, Feng Yan's indifference is in stark contrast to it, his words are simple and understated, but they sharply go straight to the core of the problem.

"......" Jun Ran's thin lips pursed slightly, and he was silent.

Yes, after taking Beiyan, what should I do next, and establish myself as the king?!

If nothing else, his father alone would not have agreed.

What's more, there are no soldiers and no food, why should they fight with Beiyan!

The handle of the fan in Jun Ran's hand knocked on the palm of his hand regularly, but it was slower than the other......

After a long while, he spoke again: "Do you want to give up this wonderful opportunity?" ”

"The wolf of the Northern Yan is ambitious, and the new king Yelusuo is a bloodthirsty wolf!"

"Once they are given a chance to recuperate and let Jerusuo secure his throne in Beiyan, in a few years, Beiyan will definitely make a comeback!"

So, wouldn't the blood and lives of the North in the past few years be in vain!

Jun Ran's eyes froze, and the air froze slightly.

Feng Yan hooked his lips, his expression was light and light, and while holding the blue and white porcelain teacup on the side, he said meaningfully: "The current King of Northern Yan, Yelusuo, has no children, if he dies, and it is the first King of Northern Yan, Yeluzhi, who will support him as the king?" ”

Ah Yan means...... Jun Ran frowned thoughtfully, and suddenly opened the folding fan again with a "snap" in his hand.

The sudden sound alarmed the timid sparrows on the windowsill, and they flapped their wings and flew away like frightened birds, and dropped a few fine feathers......

The room fell silent again.

"Ah Yan, I will send someone to believe in my father and discuss this matter." Jun Ran's eyebrows gradually stretched, "...... No, I can't tell my father about it yet. It's never too late to say when it's done. ”

Ah Yan is right, Beiyan's side is not impossible, but it is necessary to plan carefully.

Feng Yan replied absentmindedly, slowly raising the teacup, thinking in his heart how to send Jun Ran away.

His teacup was just up to his lips, and there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside.

Feng Yan's little servant Luofeng walked in quickly, and hugged his fists at An Ping and Feng Yan and said, "Your Highness, Gongzi, just now the emperor has issued an order to recall the Andinghou and his party who went to Beiyan to pick up the seventh prince of Yelu. ”

Jun Ran was stunned, the folding fan in his hand stopped, then smiled, and said casually: "The emperor's speed is really fast, this is for fear of being implicated......"

Jun Ran smiled, but there was mockery in his tone that couldn't be hidden, and he became more and more disappointed in his heart-

This is the Ming Jun of their Great Sheng Dynasty?!

Jun Ran couldn't help but raise his eyes and look out of the window, and from a distance, he could see the Haoran Palace where the emperor lived standing in the center of the hunting palace, like a bright moon surrounded by stars.

However, in Haoran Palace, the atmosphere has been very solemn since last night.

The emperor has always had a good face, and he claims to be a Ming monarch, but Ye Luchen's incident made him feel that he had lost face, and he was not very happy.

However, this Ye Luchen came on behalf of Beiyan and his relatives, and no matter how angry and hateful she is, she can only demote her status at most.

This breath was blocked in his chest, and he couldn't go up or down, which made the emperor even more uneasy.

In less than an hour, the emperor drank several pots of meditation tea in a row, and every time he thought that he had almost become the kind of faint monarch who was confused and misguided for the sake of beauty, he was afraid for a while.

This time, it was thanks to Ah Yin's clean and neat work that he found out the inside story as quickly as possible, and he had time to remedy it.

Geng Hai at the bottom didn't notice the emperor's absent-mindedness, and Zhengzheng clenched his fists and said: "Your Majesty, Cen Yin led the East Factory to rush into the Yanbo Pavilion in broad daylight yesterday to search. Emperor...... Concubine Ning is also the emperor's concubine, Cen Yin is so unscrupulous, I am afraid that I will be even more unscrupulous after coming and going. Your Majesty, the ministers think that this wind will not last! ”