That's right.

In the previous life, Bozhi went to Chunyan Country and relatives.

It's a pity that the prince of Chunyanguo is not a good person, and Bo Zhi has such a black and white temperament, and it didn't take long for him to be on the same page as the prince of Chunyanguo.

Later, news came from Chun Yanguo, saying that Bo Zhi had fallen into the water.

Although the man was saved, his mind was not clear.

Bo Geng's father probably also felt that he owed something to this daughter, so he sent an envoy to investigate the truth.

As a result, naturally, nothing was found.

Nothing.

After Concubine Ye learned the news, she fell ill and soon died.

That's why she said that Princess Quan Bo Zhi is the purest princess in the palace.

She is also the most pitiful princess.

"Qingqiong, bring a pen and paper."

Drunken Xiang Yueqing spoke.

……

Den.

Qingqiong knelt in front of Wu Chen, bowing her head and being silent.

A page of letters spread out in front of Wu Chen, "You said, Madame hasn't slept all night."

Then I wrote this letter and asked you to find someone to bring it to Ye Chongcai Ye Lao General? ”

"Yes." Qingqiong responded, "Madame looks like she's drunk." ”

Wu Chen carefully looked at the contents of the letter, with a playful look in his eyes, "Madam, what else do you have to say?" ”

Qingqiong thought for a moment and replied, "Madam also said that she wanted Princess Quan to be in Fuyue City...... When the road is uneven, draw a knife to help? ”

She didn't understand what Xiang Yueqing meant by this sentence at all.

"yes, got it." Wu Chen waved his hand, "You step back first, I will deal with this matter." ”

Qingqiong asked, "...... the lady?"

Wu Chen stared at Qingqiong, Qingqiong lowered her eyes, didn't dare to ask more, and bowed and retreated.

Wu Chen folded the letter back and slowly leaned back in the chair, "Uncle Ying, I'm afraid that some things have really been explained by you." ”

Xuanying was a little curious, "What did Madame say in the letter?" ”

Wu Chen smiled, "Madam persuaded Ye Chongcai to join the main battle faction against Chunyan Kingdom. ”

Xuanying's face was quite surprised, "Ye Chongcai has been neutral for more than ten years, and recently he has even had the heart of retreating.

Will he really listen to Madame's words? ”

"Ye Chongcai lost his two sons sixteen years ago, and he has been holding back."

Wu Chen said slowly: "This time for the sake of Princess Quan, he may not do this."

If he did this, it would inevitably awaken His Majesty's guilt and pity for the Ye family.

Murder is heart-wrenching.

My lady, this trick is really ruthless. ”

Xuanying said: "Then this letter can be brought to Ye ...... by a slave."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Wu Chen put the letter in his hand on the candle and lit it.

Wu Chen smiled brightly, "This letter was not originally for Ye Chongcai.

Well, my lady is getting more and more interesting. ”

……

Xiang Yueqing lay on the bed and tossed and turned.

Even if I haven't slept all night, I still don't feel sleepy.

She didn't know if Wu Chen would come according to her plan.

But this is also the only thing she can do for Bo Zhi.

Even if it was exposing himself, Wu Chen was murderous to himself.

She's just betting.

Bet on Wuchen's hatred for Chun Yanguo.

In his previous life, Wu Chen not only dragged Yuezhao Kingdom into a point of no return.

Similarly, it also pushed Chunyanguo to death.

It's not an outburst of hatred for Chun Yanguo.

"Isn't Madame awake yet?" Wu Chen's voice sounded outside.

Xiang Yueqing immediately shrank into a ball and trembled.

You won't be in trouble with her so soon, will you?

It's cool to be in the limelight, and it's about to be crematorium.

"Not yet." Nanxue replied.

"Hmm. Call Madame. Wu Chen continued: "I asked people to make wine tea. ”

"Yes." Nan Xue answered and walked towards the inner room.

"Ma'am? Madam? ”

Nan Xue called softly.

Xiang Yueqing took a deep breath, knowing that she couldn't be a shrunken turtle anymore, so she got up obediently.

After washing, Xiang Yueqing came to the outside room and secretly glanced at Wu Chen.

Wu Chen was still wearing a civilian robe, and it seemed that he had no intention of going to work.

With a cup of tea in his hand, he drank it gently.

The expression was calm, not like angry or trying to trouble her.

But Xiang Yueqing's heart was still up and down, and he slowly moved to sit down opposite Wu Chen.

Qingqiong offered a cup of warm tea and took it to Yueqing and held it in her hand.

"Go down first." Wu Chen commanded.

Qingqiong and Nanxue exited the house.

Xiang Yueqing immediately became nervous.

Wu Chen glanced at Xiang Yueqing, "Still drunk?" ”

"No, no." Xiang Yueqing felt a layer of cold sweat on her back, clenched the teacup with both hands, and took a small sip.

The corners of Wu Chen's lips hooked, "Why don't you ask someone to try the tea?"

I added some ingredients to this tea. ”

"Poof—"

Xiang Yueqing squirted out and threw out the teacup in his hand.

Coherent.

It's natural.

Then, the atmosphere in the room condensed.

The villain Wu Chen tilted his head, staring at Xiang Yueqing with deep eyes, staring at the ground Xiang Yueqing's hairs stood on end.

Xiang Yueqing's heart beat harder and harder, and it seemed that she was about to jump out of her throat.

What to do?

Revolt?

Fish dead and broken?

Just when Xiang Yueqing was about to be suffocated by himself, Wu Chen chuckled, "Add some honey, it seems that the lady doesn't like it." ”

Xiang Yueqing lowered his head and didn't say a word.

I didn't feel relaxed because of Wu Chen's words.

Even the palms of his hands broke out in a cold sweat.

Wu Chen put down the teacup in his hand, got up and walked towards Xiang Yueqing.

Xiang Yueqing wanted to escape, but found that her limbs seemed to be numb and she couldn't move at all.

Right now, it's the instinctive fear of the original body, plus her own fear.

Her brain has completely lost control of her body.

Wu Chen slowly walked in front of Xiang Yueqing and stood still, and raised Xiang Yueqing's chin with three fingers of his right hand, forcing Xiang Yueqing to meet his gaze.

At this moment, the fear in Xiang Yueqing's eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

Xiang Yueqing couldn't pretend anymore.

Wu Chen hooked his lips, as if smiling, his fingertips gently rubbed Xiang Yueqing's chin, and his voice was soft, "Next time, if you have anything, just tell me directly."

You are my wife, I am your husband.

The two of us are the pillow people. ”

After speaking, Wu Chen stared at Xiang Yueqing fiercely for a while, staring directly at Xiang Yueqing's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and Wu Chen let go of his hand with a smile.

Wu Chen turned around and walked outside, as if he was in a good mood, "Madame should be bored, take her out for a walk." ”

"Yes, Lord Lang." Qingqiong answered outside.

Xiang Yue was soft in the chair and didn't recover for a long time.

Her hole cards are almost being seen through by Wu Chen.

Wu Chen regained his initiative.

Next, whether she is dead or alive, or whether she is all disabled, it all depends on Wu Chen's mood.

Regret is a little regret.

But if she had to do it all over again, she would probably do it anyway.

Let her pretend to be deaf and dumb and watch Bo Zhi embark on the road of no return, she can't do it.

However, Xiang Yueqing felt puzzled in her heart.

Why didn't Wu Chen get to the bottom of her?

Are you waiting for her to confess, or is it disdainful at all?

"Ma'am." Qingqiong came in, lowered her head and asked, "Are you going to the Bamboo Wind Pavilion?" ”

"Where's Princess Quan?" Xiang Yueqing asked.

Qingqiong replied, "Princess Quan has already left.

The lady confessed, and the slave and maid had already conveyed it. ”

After a pause, Qingqiong said again: "Lord Lang has ordered Uncle Ying to get the information on the case of Chiwuwei, and after selection, it will be presented to Princess Quan." ”

Hearing this, Xiang Yueqing breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that her plan succeeded.

Wu Chen agreed to play this game.

Bo Zhi was saved.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yueqing's mood was slightly better, "Then let's go to the Bamboo Wind Pavilion." ”

Happy land day is a day.