Feng Yuanqing felt itchy in his heart when he saw Jiang Shaolan's shy appearance, but he still had something to do, so he didn't tease her anymore and let her go.

"Wang, lord, concubine is ......," Jiang Shaolan stammered, but her heart was overjoyed.

"What did your father say to you?" Feng Yuanqing asked lightly.

Jiang Shaolan thought of the conversation she had with Jiang Chong just now, her cheeks turned a little red, and she lowered her head and said, "Father said...... Who is it said that you don't want to help the prince, it's just ......."

Jiang Shaolan raised her head and secretly glanced at Feng Yuanqing.

"Just what?" Feng Yuanqing asked with interest.

"It's just that in the future, I must let the concubine be the queen, which is the prince's promise." Jiang Shaolan said hesitantly.

Feng Yuanqing listened, and the corners of his mouth raised a touch of evil arc.

"This king has always made a promise, and if you don't want to be the queen, who will do it?" Feng Yuanqing said meaningfully.

When Jiang Shaolan heard this, the smile in her eyes became even stronger.

"But, what about Sister Zichu, the prince? She's a concubine." Jiang Shaolan pretended to be casual and said.

"You don't have to worry about it, this king has his own measure." Feng Yuanqing said casually, "As for her, there's no need to keep it."

When Jiang Shaolan heard this, her face was slightly gloomy, but she quickly returned to normal, lowered her head and said, "Yes, the concubine understands."

Feng Yuanqing looked at Jiang Shaolan's lowered head, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile: "Come, wipe the back of this king!"

"Yes, Lord." Jiang Shaolan answered, and moved into Feng Yuanqing little by little in the bathtub.

Feng Yuanqing closed his eyes and let Jiang Shaolan serve him.

"Lord Wang......" Jiang Shaolan's weak and boneless slender jade fingers drew circles on Feng Yuanqing's chest.

"Well, go on." Feng Yuanqing closed his eyes and enjoyed it, and ordered lightly.

Jiang Shaolan stopped talking, just continued to rub her back, and also let her body get closer and closer to Feng Yuanqing, and in the end, she pasted Feng Yuanqing.

Feng Yuanqing opened her eyes, her gaze fell on her red lips, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with an evil smile.

Jiang Shaolan saw the smile on Feng Yuanqing's face, her face froze, and then she lowered her head shyly.

Seeing this, Feng Yuanqing reached out and grabbed her waist.

The two bodies embraced each other, and soon only the sound of water splashes could be heard.

Hongxue stood on the roof, shook her head as she listened to the sounds in the room, and then went back to Sheng Zhiyao.

Sheng Zhiyao sat on the soft couch and drank tea, and when he heard Hongxue coming back, he couldn't help asking, "How is it?"

"Feng Yuanqing really inherited his father's characteristics, it's simple." Hongxue pouted, "He's actually in the bathtub with Jiang Shaolan."

"Haha~ Are you jealous?" Sheng Zhiyao couldn't help laughing.

Hongxue glared at Sheng Zhiyao: "Master, what are you talking about? Who is jealous of him, but this letter is very insidious."

When Sheng Zhiyao heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes: "I already knew that he was sinister, look at the last time I forced me to jump off the cliff."

"That is, he not only wants to get rid of Zi Chu, but also wants to crown you as the queen after he ascends the throne." Hongxue said.

"Make me queen?" Sheng Zhiyao snorted coldly, "Is his brain broken?"

"No, that's what he thinks, it seems that Qi Xiang told him today that you are a goddess, so he seems to think that you are orthodox as a queen, so that even if he usurps the throne, he will not be criticized by others." Hongxue analyzed.

"Heh, this guy is quite smart, and he knows that it is really cunning to use the aura of my goddess to strengthen his position in the imperial court." Sheng Zhiyao sneered.

"Yes, master, do you want to find a chance to clean him up, this guy has bad intentions at first glance." Hongxue suggested.

"It seems that Sang Min has said a lot of things to Qi Xiang!" Sheng Zhiyao muttered.

"Master, what do you mean?" Hongxue doesn't quite understand.

"The matter of the goddess, except for the Heavenly Master, only the Imperial Grandfather, the Imperial Grandmother and the people of our Sheng family know about it, so Qi Xiang knows about it, so the only explanation is that Sang Min learned about it from the Wu clan and told Qi Xiang." Sheng Zhiyao said.

"What now, master?"

"Don't do it, since he can't wait, let him go, and when the time comes, it's not that he will be uncomfortable if he loses his wife and soldiers." Sheng Zhiyao said lightly.

"Master, you're so black." Hongxue praised.

"What do you say? I didn't do anything, why did I have a black belly?" Sheng Zhiyao scolded with a smile.

"By the way, master, I heard that the eldest prince will enter Beijing in ten days."

"Oh, ten days? It's fast enough, I thought I'd have to wait half a month!" Sheng Zhiyao said with a smile.

"Master, the queen's birthday banquet will be held in half a month, do you think Feng Yuanqing will take advantage of that time?"

"Do it? I hope that I will be able to deal with the Great Prince wholeheartedly." A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Sheng Zhiyao's mouth.

Feng Yuanqing's movements were very fast, and in a few days, he conspired with Qi Xiang and Jiang Zhong to settle everything, and the court collapsed.

Because of the farce in the third year of junior high school, the emperor was very harsh on Feng Yuanqing after the opening of the seal, and scolded him at every turn.

Feng Yuanqing knew that he had done something wrong, so he kept his head down, regardless of the emperor's scolding, and endured it silently.

And the courtiers also began to talk about Feng Yuanchen, saying that Feng Yuanchen was ambitious and wanted to usurp the country, and some people even said that Feng Yuanchen did not regard Feng Yuanqing as a brother at all, and did not help Feng Yuanqing at all.

And the emperor's attitude is also a little ambiguous, although he scolded Feng Yuanqing, but there was not much punishment, but the courtiers also began to stand in line, however, their position was still biased towards Feng Yuanqing.

Except for some protégés of Old Marquis Sheng, more than half of the courtiers stood on Yuanqing's side.

On this day, the emperor convened everyone to discuss the matter of establishing a prince.

"I've heard that you all have a lot of opinions about Feng Yuanchen lately? It's because he's a concubine, so you think I shouldn't give him a chance?" The emperor majestically glanced at the ministers and said coldly.

All the ministers below bowed their heads one after another, but did not dare to speak.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that Feng Yuanchen is indeed a concubine, and his grandfather's family was also raided by the eldest prince because of the affairs of the Wu clan, I don't think Feng Yuanchen is suitable." Jiang Zhong spoke slowly, his voice loud.

"The old minister also thinks that what Master Jiang said is right, Feng Yuanchen is not worthy." Qi Xiang followed closely and echoed.

"What Lord Jiang said is that the minister also supports this opinion." Another imperial historian also chimed in.

When the emperor heard that the ministers were supporting Jiang Chong, a trace of displeasure flashed on his face, but it was not easy to attack, after all, he wanted to defend the court.

"I only have three sons, two imperial grandsons, the sons all have their own fiefs, they have long since left, I am also old, I want to find a successor, I can abdicate and make way for Xian." The emperor looked at the ministers below.