Chapter 182: Fengyun 13

Although Chen Zhuxiang thought that it was not big, when he thought of what had happened recently, thought of his brother's 180-degree attitude turn, and thought of the prince's best efforts to intercede, he also guessed seven or eight points: "So you appeared at the gate of the palace, did you want to go to your father and use yourself as a threat to exchange the life of the seventh brother?" ”

Chen Ling shook his head: "I won't do this unless I have to." I originally wanted to go to the eighth prince today, but as soon as I arrived at the palace gate, I received the news that he had not returned to the city, so I wanted to leave, and I happened to be bumped into by you. Fourteenth Prince, seeing the past feelings, you won't mention this matter to anyone? ”

As soon as Chen Zhu thought about raising his head, he bumped into her pupils, and saw that there was an undisguised plea in it, and after thinking for a long time, he nodded: "Starling brother even hid it from me, which made Prince Ben unhappy." ”

Hearing his words, Chen Ling couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Then I don't know." This matter is not trivial, maybe the eighth prince has his own considerations. ”

Chen Zhu didn't want to speak, and said after a long time: "Then you are outside, how are you doing?" ”

"It's good." Thinking of the days in the south, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and looking at the young man in front of her also showed a trace of sincerity, "I have been to many places and seen a lot of scenery, which is a scenery that I have never seen in the Holy Maiden Pavilion, and I have also seen all kinds of people, and I have also seen my heart clearly." ”

Chen Zhuxiang wondered: "What do you want?" ”

Chen Ling nodded: "I want to live in peace." ”

The fourteenth prince moved in his heart, wanted a certain figure, then lowered his head and smiled, and said after a long time: "I want to too, but ...... It's too hard. ”

"No matter how hard it is, I'm going to give it a try." There are many paths to walk in front of her, but there is only one way, not to use her as a tool, but as a person.

So, no matter how difficult it is, she will try her best.

If you can reveal your sincerity to the eighth prince from the side, it will be a good plan. After all, the one he trusts the most is the little prince.

Chen Zhuxiang was silent again, he didn't want to agree, but he didn't want to ridicule either, so he didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere in the carriage was much more embarrassing.

In the end, Chen Ling spoke: "Since the old days have been recalled, Chen Ling will not keep the little prince, so as not to be known by people with intentions and talk about it in vain." ”

The little prince nodded, and after seeing Chen Ling get out of the carriage, the carriage gurgled out of the alley again.

Chen Ling returned to the palace and waited for five days before Chen Zhurong came back.

As soon as Chen Zhurong returned to the royal city, he went to the imperial study to see the king, and stayed in it for more than two hours before coming out, and returned to the palace to wash up, washing away the dust along the way, but he couldn't wash away the sadness on his face.

After he ate something, he went to the palace alone and met Chen Ling: "Prince Ben is not in the royal city these days, do you have any small actions?" ”

The action he said was naturally to expose himself to the crown prince.

"It's just that I met the little prince on the road, and the other magnates didn't say hello. Since you need me, you should rest assured. Chen Ling's words were faint, but there was a hint of hope in his eyes, "How are you doing with the king's affairs?" ”

Chen Zhurong honestly told her where she had been these days, and then said: "I checked Zheling, but I couldn't find a trace of news, and I came back to ask my father for guilt, and I begged for a while for Brother Qiwang." It's just that my father has made up his mind, and I'm afraid it's hard to dispel his thoughts. ”

She was silent for a while, lowered her eyelids, and then stared at Chen Zhurong, threatening every word: "Since the eighth prince is incompetent, then I can only go to the palace to intercede in person." ”

Chen Zhurong suddenly frowned, and his voice was a little colder: "Do you think that my father will care......

"He's definitely going to care. Because I am the saint who is like a fake. As long as he wants to sit in that position, he will definitely say yes to me! She was ruthless.

did not arouse a little of Chen Zhurong's panic, but regarded Ouyang Yu as an opponent. He was able to make Chen Ling so desperate, if he let the tiger return to the mountain......

His voice was as cold as a snowy mountain: "Chen Ling, if you can't be the help of this prince, this prince would rather destroy you." ”

Listening to his words, Chen Ling smiled, his eyes full of mockery: "You can't destroy me." The king's men and horses all listen to me, and now follow me wholeheartedly to save people, and in the future, they will follow me wholeheartedly to take revenge. Eighth Prince, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, no matter how unwilling you are to admit it, the ability of the king is incomparable to you after all! ”

He was able to get himself out of the Virgen Pavilion silently, and he was away with it for so long, and they ...... This alone is enough to see the disparity in ability!

Chen Zhurong's hands were clenched tightly into two fists, and he slammed behind him, glaring at Chen Ling fiercely, as if he wanted to pierce countless holes in her body. Chen Ling also met his gaze without showing weakness, emitting a cold glow.

After a long time, Chen Zhurong sighed, turned around and strode out.

As soon as the person left, Xiao Lin came in, looked at her heavy face, and his heart sank: "Is there nothing the eighth prince can do?" ”

Now, no one in the court has dug a pit for the king, but few people speak for Ouyang Yu, except for the prince and the eighth prince, the important ministers are basically silent, treating themselves as dumb.

If the crown prince and the eighth prince have no choice, then ......

Chen Ling tugged at the corners of his mouth, took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said, "Chen Zhurong should have other ways, otherwise instead of talking to me about conditions, he will kill me directly." ”

Otherwise, Chen Ling's existence would be harmful to him.

As soon as he mentioned this, Xiao Lin also thought of this, a smile appeared on his face, and he said to her gratefully: "Childe has a point. ”

"What we lack is time, as long as Ouyang Yu can carry it......" Thinking of what the cell boss said, Chen Ling's breathing suddenly stopped, and his grief was about to come out, so he could only take a few more deep breaths to relieve his irritability.

"The subordinates will go to the cell boss and ask the master about the situation." With that, Xiao Lin went out.

Ju'er entered the house and whispered to her, "The hot water is ready, Miss should wash up." ”

Chen Ling nodded, stepping away from his stiff legs, still panicked in his heart, and his worry was beyond words. Ju'er comforted her: "Wang is very intelligent, even if there is no omission, there will be no accident." ”

She didn't speak, sat in the bathtub, and after being stunned for a long time, a little anger appeared on her expressionless face: "I don't understand, why does the king have to die of Ouyang?" ”

Ju'er rubbed her back, and when she heard this, she was also confused: "The slave doesn't know." ”

On the other side, Chen Zhuyuan couldn't sit still when he heard that Chen Zhurong had returned to the royal city and stayed in the imperial study for four hours, so he called his confidants and asked, "Brother Eight Princes made his father shaken?" ”