Removing King Lanling's hand from the corner of his clothes, Nangong Jingchen looked slightly sad, and carefully covered the quilt for him, before slowly walking out of the lifeless room.

Since the death of Princess Lanling, King Lanling's face has never shown a smile, and his life seems to have become a pool of stagnant water, and there is no longer any ripple. Until the appearance of Baili Lan, the silent palace changed.

King Lanling found that there were some places on this girl's body that were very similar to his beloved wife. Although their personalities are 108,000 miles apart, they have a striking similarity in their freedom from the world. At first, King Lanling was very repulsive to such similarities, and unconsciously defined her as a person who plotted against her.

But now, everything seems to be fate, this woman is Jing Chen's fate.

In Nangong Jingchen's impression, after the death of his mother, his father never said so much to him. After the death of his mother, his father was more often in a daze, no longer holding himself and lifting himself high as before, as if he wanted to fly in the sky.

At that time, Nangong Jingchen looked at the majestic and tall father from a high place, the delicate and picturesque mother concubine, the sun was shining, and it seemed to be able to repel all the darkness and haze.

The beautiful picture in the memory made Nangong Jingchen involuntarily want to grab it, but as soon as his arm was raised, the picture dissipated like smoke blown away by a gust of wind.

From memories to reality, Nangong Jingchen looked at the withered and elderly father in front of him, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Shizi, the prince has already fallen asleep, you better go back first."

Sighing deeply, Nangong Jingchen looked at the gloomy sky and said slowly: "Spring Breeze, tell me the truth, how much time does my father have left?" ”

Holding his hands, the spring breeze lowered his eyebrows and said: "If it is less than a month, it will be more than three months." ”

Closing it slightly, Nangong Jingchen frowned and asked, "When my father leaves, will it be painful?" ”

"Regarding this, the prince can rest assured that the slave maid has taken the Pain Powder for the prince, which can relieve the discomfort caused by the illness, even if it is ...... On that day, the prince will also leave without pain. ”

"In this way, I will have to work for you." After speaking, Nangong Jingchen took He Che and left slowly.

His back is very depressed, whether it is the unparalleled son who was as gentle as jade in the past, or Nangong Jingchen who pretended to be an arrogant and noble son, he has never had it.

Looking at that back, the spring breeze sighed heavily, and at the same time turned around and walked towards a quiet place in the palace.

Coming to the depths of this palace, Chunfeng walked into the mansion, bowed down and asked, "County master, the slave and maid are back." ”

Hearing the movement outside the door, Xia Yu hurriedly ran out, and when he saw the spring breeze, he flew over like a cheerful bird, and said around the spring breeze: "Spring breeze, you have finally come back, are you okay with the prince?" Oh, look at what I asked, you've lost a lot of weight, how can you live well, those bad-hearted people don't know how to bully you! ”

"Okay, the county lord is still waiting for the spring breeze inside, don't pester her." Hearing the sound of the sound of the winter snow rushed out of the spring breeze, and then dragged her into the house, leaving the summer rain behind her to keep chattering.

"Oh, you wait for me, I still have a lot to say to the spring breeze!"

Pushing open the wooden door, the spring breeze smells a sweet and pure fragrance in the room, like the crimson cherry blossoms in spring, gorgeous and colorful.

Walking in front of Baili Lan, the spring breeze first knelt down softly and said, "County Lord, the spring breeze is back." ”

After flipping through the art of war in front of him for a while, Baili Lan lazily asked, "Why did the main courtyard let you come back at this time, but is the body of King Lanling not good?" ”

"Back to the county lord, King Lanling's condition has stabilized, and he doesn't need the slave and maid to wait by his side, so let the slave and maid come back to the county lord first."

"Stabilizing?" Xia Yu held his arm and speculated with a reasonable reason, "Is that about to be cured?" Hey, this is old, and his body is really fragile, and those who are not sick or sick will suffer from this catastrophe. Fortunately, the prince is about to get better, you haven't seen how ugly Shizi's face has been in the past few days, it seems that Shizi is really a filial son, and he is very worried about the prince's condition. ”

Hearing this, Chunfeng shook his head and said, "No, the time limit for King Lanling has arrived, and I have already prescribed daily medication, and the maids will serve by the side, so I don't need to wait by the side." ”

The flapping fingers suddenly stopped, and Bai Lilan looked up at the spring breeze and asked, "The limit has come?" You mean, the Lanling King could hang up at any time? ”

Although I don't know what Bai Lilan meant by "hanging up", Chunfeng roughly understood and continued: "After the diagnosis and treatment of the slaves, King Lanling still has a month to three months to live. ”

A month, to three months?

Baili Lan closed the book, her eyes were slightly condensed, and she kept thinking in her heart.

If the news of King Lanling's death spreads, then the emperor will inevitably know his dissent, and I am afraid that both sides will tear their faces at that time. Although he doesn't have any handle in his hands, he can still bring convenience by making good use of the cooperative relationship between the two, so until the last resort, Bai Lilan is reluctant to pierce this last window paper.

However, if you have to turn your face with the Emperor of Bac Ninh, then you must also try to lay out the chess with a good side as much as possible before that, and wait for work.

"County Lord, County Lord?"

With her eyes moving slightly, Bai Lilan looked at the spring breeze and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"The slave maid heard the conversation between the king of Lanling and the prince today, and it seems that her evaluation of you has changed considerably. The slave and maid followed the prince day and night during this time, and had never heard him talk about the lord of the county, but today he was very abnormal, and repeatedly admonished the prince to respect you as a guest, and to sing harmoniously. ”

"What's so strange about this, isn't there a saying that says, 'When a man is about to die, his words are good'. Thinking that the king of Lanling is about to pass away, I hope that his son will live a happy life. And our county lord is a very good person, but the prince was clumsy before, so he misunderstood the county lord. Xia Yu looked very understanding, patted his chest and said confidently.

Holding the long sword, Dongxue didn't say a word, but just sneered softly.

As soon as Xia Yu wanted to question, he made Baili Lan freeze in place.

"King Lanling said this because he knew it in his heart, like a mirror, but he had been pretending to be confused. King Lanling's heart has been sealed in the dust for too long, and the palace is also lifeless. Now that there is suddenly an additional family member, and the origin is unknown, and the intention is unknown, it will naturally arouse the suspicion of the prince. It's just that King Lanling's suspicion is too superficial, and after digging deeper, you will find that every time he scolds Nangong Jingchen, he will stare at him tightly, as if he is looking to see if his words have angered him. Obviously, King Lanling didn't really want to scold me, all of this was out of the concern of a father, who wanted his son to stay away from beauty and not let me disturb his mind. King Lanling lives hard, loves his children, but can't withstand the attachment to his wife, maybe death, for him is a relief, his only regret, I'm afraid is that he can't see the enemy with his own eyes, Emperor Beining was forced to a dead end by his son. ”

"County Lord, you are really powerful, similar to what the Emperor of Beining said," Chunfeng smiled, "It seems that everything is a slave and a maid is worried, I'm afraid you have already been prepared." ”

With these preparations, Baili Lan hopes to arrive earlier.

Rubbing his fingers on the art of war, Bai Lilan's eyes lit up and said, "The news of King Lanling's death will eventually reach the ears of Emperor Beining, and then it will also be the time when my cooperation with him will be terminated." Xiaobao is not in his hands, I have no scruples, and I can calculate the old account with his new account. But these are like the cogs of fate, once opened, it is impossible to stop, every step is in danger, and at the same time, there is no way back. This is a war where either you die or I die, and every day in the future must be calculated, and no mistakes can be made, because the price of mistakes is often a fresh life. ”

It was obviously a bloody affair, but Bai Lilan looked very yearning, which made Xia Yu and the others feel creepy.

Rubbing his hands, Xia Yu asked a little timidly: "County Lord, since this matter is so dangerous, what about it...... Why do slaves think you look forward to that day? ”

"Because I've been waiting for this day for a long time, how can I not look forward to it?" With a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of her mouth, Bai Lilan said with a gloomy face, "Put those humiliations on my head, I have long wanted to find that bastard emperor to vent the sulking in his chest!" Now that there is a suitable time and a good alliance to help, why not compete with the Emperor of Bac Ninh? Rather than waiting for the Emperor of Bac Ninh to come to rehabilitate the Dingnan Palace, it is better for me to climb to the peak of power and change it personally! ”

Bai Lilan's words made several girls stunned, and before they could react, Bai Lilan continued her "tireless teaching".

"In fact, Bac Ninh is not as stable as it seems on the outside, because of the intervention of relatives, coupled with the rampant Jin Guifei and others earlier, the political situation in Bac Ninh is already in the last years of the storm, and it cannot withstand any test. And the Emperor of Bac Ninh is unpopular, over the years, he has built palaces, worked the people and lost money, turned a blind eye to the floods and locust plagues in the south, and still sang and danced in the capital, causing many officials and people to be dissatisfied with it and complain. At this time when the time, place, and people are all right, it is easy to overthrow the Emperor of Bac Ninh. Heroes emerge in troubled times, and it is also the best time for the distribution of power, and whoever dares to give it a go will be able to seize the opportunity and stand on the new commanding heights. ”

Baili Lan said impassionedly, people can't help but feel that it is not difficult to overthrow a dynasty, and at the same time, you can also make a name for yourself and obtain wealth, which is simply a lot of benefits, and the opportunity cannot be lost, and it will not come again! With such excitement, Xia Yuxiao's face flushed, and with a little longing, he asked, "County Lord, when can we start acting?" ”

As soon as Xia Yu asked, Baili Lan's agitation gradually dissipated, and it turned into a cold and distant appearance again. This accident made several maids look at each other, not knowing what they had just done wrong.

In fact, Baili Lan knows the answer, and it is precisely because she knows the answer that she can calm down.

Sitting by the window, Bai Lilan looked at the continuous snow outside the window, and Bai Lilan whispered: "The beginning of the turmoil in the Beining Kingdom was started by the death of King Lanling. ”