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Leng Huaping nodded, and slowly replied to Hai Feng's doubts: "The two women who the emperor loves in his life, the imperial concubine is dead, only Concubine Qing Niangniang said to the outside world that she has passed away, but in fact Concubine Qing Niangniang is still alive." ”

"I am afraid that the emperor will be assassinated, and he who is still silent." Although Leng Huaping said speculatively, his expression and tone were all affirmative.

"What is the son going to do next?" Hai Feng asked, so it would be better to make arrangements early.

"I don't plan to do anything, let's wait and see how it gets better, and wait for the emperor to summon me." When Leng Huaping said this, he had a relaxed demeanor.

"That's right, Childe. When I was just on the way back to send Yin Daxia, Zhulu sent me a message. Hai Feng looked at the cold painting screen waiting for him to continue, and said slowly: "Princess Chu already knows the identity of the son, and she also deliberately paid attention to the place where the son went, and left a word. ”

"What?" Leng Huaping asked.

"I want to make an appointment with Childe." Haifeng thought for a moment and then added, "Princess Chu paid attention to the place where Gongzi went, and left this sentence everywhere, otherwise it would really not reach Gongzi's ears." ”

Leng Huaping smiled, she has never underestimated Leng Yuping, even if she does not have the backing of Yong'an Mansion now, and she does not have Aunt Cui, a mother who is good at planning, she has never underestimated Leng Yuping.

"Then let Xiuzhu send a message to Leng Yuping, tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, I will wait for her in the teahouse." Leng Huaping immediately responded to Leng Yuping's words.

"Is Childe really going to see him?" Sea Breeze asked uncertainly.

"Now that Leng Xun has known my identity, I will see it early and late, otherwise she will come to me! I'm going to see what she's going to do. Leng Huaping said confidently.

Hai Feng saw that Leng Huaping was confident, and he also felt a sense of pride in his heart: "That subordinate will arrange it immediately." ”

"Hmm," Leng Huaping wanted to get up and go to rest, but suddenly remembered Xiuzhu's matter, so he asked more: "By the way, Xiuzhu's matter, how did you do?" ”

"The king of Chu has been hunting in the suburbs of Beijing for the past few days, although everything has been arranged, there is no chance." Haifeng thought for a while and said: "The emperor has such a thing again, and I don't know if the king of Chu has the mind to spend time in the snow." ”

"Humph!" When Leng Huaping heard Hai Feng's words, he immediately said with certainty: "There is nothing wrong with this matter for Zhou Yuming, the person who should be troubled is King An, not him." Zhou Yuming has the mind of wind and snow. ”

"My subordinates understand, and I will arrange Miss Xiuzhu tomorrow." After Hai Feng finished speaking, he left the study, and Leng Huaping naturally went back to his bedroom to rest.

The next day, the cold painting screen got up early in the morning. The news that came out turned out to be rumors that the emperor was critically ill. I don't know who came out of this, but it made people panic, and it was a headache for the emperor.

Leng Huaping went to the teahouse with a wait-and-see attitude and went to Leng Yuping's appointment.

I don't know what kind of mentality Leng Yuping came over, when Leng Huaping went in, Leng Yuping was already sitting there waiting.

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