Although Emperor Jing is old, his eyes are still as sharp as when he was young.

Hearing this, Zhan Xinglan touched the peach blossom brocade jade feather on his head, and then owed a debt, and said, "Daughter-in-law see my father."

Emperor Jing's brows frowned slightly, his hands as yellow as tree bark pinched the armrests of the dragon chair, and his body unconsciously straightened up.

He was unfazed on the surface, but his subtle movements had already exposed his nervousness.

"Fang Cai Kou Huai said, you have something urgent to see me, but it's for Lin'er's business?"

"Back to my father, exactly." Zhan Xinglan said and took out a letter from his cuff and handed it to Kou Huai, "Father, this invitation was sent by the little servant of the Wei Mansion himself, but the daughter-in-law has compared it, and this handwriting is not the handwriting of the Secretary of the Wei Mansion."

Emperor Jing opened the invitation, read it hastily, and said, "This is indeed not the handwriting of Wei Tai Fu Qing, but there is just a slight similarity, if it is not someone who knows Wei Tai Fu Qing well, you will not be able to see the difference."

"Father, this letter says that the Secretary of the Wei Mansion wants to reveal the truth about the fall of the little lady of Wei Xiu, and only Xuan Lin can go to the Wei Mansion alone, which is obviously a trap."

"You're confused, since Lin'er knows it's a trap, why does he want to drill into it?"

"This trap is aimed at Xuanlin, if he doesn't go, someone will charge him, just like the day before yesterday, it was Xuanlin who arranged the night banquet in the palace that killed Wei Xiu."

Zhan Xinglan said this, presumably Emperor Jing should have understood, and he almost understood.

"Father, daughter-in-law said something presumptuous, if Xuanlin was still the prince who had crippled his legs and achieved nothing, maybe he wouldn't have what he is today."

Emperor Jing suddenly looked at Zhan Xinglan very sharply.

"Princess Ling, do you know what you're talking about?"

"My daughter-in-law dared to come to face the saint today, so I didn't think about leaving with my whole body. Someone wants to get rid of Xuanlin as soon as possible, and his daughter-in-law, as his princess, will wash away his grievances even if she tries her last strength."

Zhan Xinglan's eyes were filled with tears, and her plain makeup made her even more pitiful.

Seeing this, Emperor Jing softened his gaze and said helplessly, "I know that you have a deep affection for Lin'er, but there is no conclusive evidence for this matter at the moment, so you don't need to be too anxious. You stand down first."

"Yes, my daughter-in-law is retiring."

Zhan Xinglan touched his tears and bowed.

At the moment when she lowered her head, a transparent silk thread twisted by the tip of her right finger secretly exerted force, and the peach blossom brocade jade feather on her bun fell to the ground.

She hurriedly picked up the hairpin in a panic, "My daughter-in-law is rude."

Emperor Jing saw it more clearly now, it was indeed a peach blossom brocade and jade feather.

"Wait, where did you get this hairpin?"

"Back to my father, this is my daughter-in-law's own reproduction of the beauty of the dormitory."

"You say, you made it yourself?"

Emperor Jing's eyes were covered with a touch of sadness.

And his loss was fully seen by Zhan Xinglan.

"Yes, my daughter-in-law just looked good, so she dared to make one herself."

"You're as clever as she is."

"She?"

"It's nothing, you can step down first."

"Yes, my daughter-in-law is retiring."

Zhan Xinglan withdrew from the hall with the peach blossom brocade jade feather, and the purpose of her coming to face the saint today was also achieved.

Emperor Jing looked at the place where the peach blossom brocade jade feather fell, and the missing piece of his heart couldn't help but hurt.

"Your Majesty, Princess Ling is really fond of His Royal Highness King Ling."

Kou Huai added a cup of seven-point hot warm tea for Emperor Jing.

Emperor Jing put away his sad look, shook his head and said, "This little girl has ten thousand ghost ideas in her heart, and even I was almost surrounded by her."

"Forgive the old slave for being stupid and not understanding the meaning of His Majesty's words."

"The little girl and Lin'er knew that this invitation was a trap, but they still jumped into it, which shows that they have already thought of a way back. Today she came to the saint and prayed

I'm afraid it's secondary, she probably wants me to see the peach blossom brocade jade feather."

Kou Huai snorted when he heard this, "The old slave is a dull one, and he can't guess the mind of Princess Ling. But the old slave has served His Majesty for many years, but he can see that His Majesty loves His Royal Highness King Ling and Princess Ling very much."

"Hmph, you're the most cunning one."

Emperor Jing said with a smile.

Kou Huai hurriedly flattered and said, "Oh, thank you, old slave, for your majesty's compliment."

Emperor Jing drank the warm tea, but his heart was not calm.

He knew that Zhan Xinglan deliberately let him see it, but he still couldn't help but think of the owner of the Peach Blossom Jade Feather.

"By the way, what's going on on the prince's side?"

"Back to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not abnormal, but people have quietly inquired about when Wei Ziwei entered Beijing."

Emperor Jing snorted coldly, "He's calm."

"Your Majesty thinks that this matter is the handiwork of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Just now, the girl Xinglan has something to say, and I can't help but guess that this matter is related to the prince. Pai Shiyu stared at the East Palace, I want to see if the prince is really mad to such a situation."

"Yes, the old slave will go."

East Palace –

Fu Tingxuan originally dined with Ke Jingfeng's father and daughter.

Who knew that Empress Yue suddenly sent someone to hurriedly call Fu Tingxuan away.

Only Ke Jingfeng and Ke Wanning were left in Chongren Palace.

Since Ke Wanning's hand was crippled last time, the father and daughter have not met in private.

Although they also exchanged letters, the father and daughter still had a lot of separation when they were alone.

"Why did my father come to see me?"

"I heard Ao Jin say that your temperament has changed greatly recently, and you are very worried about your father, so I want to come and see you."

"Father didn't have to come, but now that King Ling has an accident, wouldn't my father's visit to the East Palace be too eye-catching."

Ke Wanning took a chopstick dish and put it in her mouth, her tone and demeanor were light, and she really had the posture of the hostess of the East Palace.

Seeing this, Ke Jingfeng said stupidly, "As a father, I also care about you. By the way, have you ever asked the Father to find a way for you to seek a son? Although that medicine is spiritual, it can hurt the body in the end, and it is difficult to guarantee that it will not damage the vitality if you are forcibly pregnant, so Wan Ning should remember to use it with caution."

"Father, rest assured, daughter will take care of herself."

At this time, Vanilla came over and said, "Princess, your medicinal bath is ready."

"Got it." Ke Wanning put down the chopsticks, got up and said, "My daughter has eaten well, and my father uses it slowly."

Ke Jingfeng's lips twitched and he wanted to care about Ke Wanning for a word or two, but Ke Wanning turned around and left as soon as he finished speaking, not giving him a chance to speak at all.

He knew that Ke Wanning resented him in his heart, but now that Ke Wanning was deeply favored by Fu Tingxuan, why did she do this?

Ke Jingfeng shook his head, feeling strange in his heart.

He put down his chopsticks, got up and left the Chongren Hall lonely.

And Ao Jin has been waiting outside the door for a long time.

"Ke Xianggong."

"Why didn't you follow the prince to the Imperial Palace?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince instructed his subordinates to send Ke Xianggong here, and Ke Xianggong invited."

Ao Jin's pace was flustered, and his heart was also extremely flustered, and his panic couldn't hide Ke Jingfeng's eyes at all.

Ke Jingfeng glanced at Ao Jin and asked, "Something on your mind?"

"Nope."

"In front of this prime minister, you still want to quibble? Are you worried that your true appearance will continue to favor King Ling? You don't have to worry about this, I'm afraid it will be difficult for King Ling to turn over this time, and his true appearance is not so stupid."

"But wasn't Ke Xianggong more interested in His Royal Highness King Ling before?"

"King Ling is indeed smart, and he has some skills. In terms of ruthlessness, he can't compare to the prince. What's more, Wan Ning is now favored by the prince, if she is pregnant, our Ke family's prestige and status will rise. With such a good opportunity, how could the prime minister bet on the precarious King Ling again."

"Ke Xianggong's eyes are like torches, and his subordinates are taught."

Ao Jin said flattering words on his lips, but he muttered in his heart.

He had always been loyal to Ke Jingfeng before, and he never felt that there was anything wrong with what Ke Jingfeng and the prince had done.

But it wasn't until he met Li Qingchen by chance and went to see Zhan Xinglan that he suddenly discovered that people like Ke Jingfeng are respectful of interests, and people like Zhan Xinglan are plotting for peace in the world.

In fact, his three views were completely subverted as early as the hospital where he recognized Li Qingchen.

It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized.

"Ao Jin, there is still something you need to do in person."

Ke Jingfeng's words pulled Ao Jin's thoughts back.

"Ke Xianggong commanded."

"There is something in the study of King Ling's Mansion that is not good for Benxiang and the Crown Princess, you go and quietly get it back for Benxiang."

"What is it?"

Ke Jingfeng suddenly stopped, looked at Ao Jin mysteriously, and said, "A confession."

On the other side, as soon as Zhan Xinglan walked out of the palace gate, she saw Zhu Huan waiting for her.

After the master and servant looked at each other, they tacitly walked towards each other, and then sat in the carriage with a solemn face.

Zhu Huan sat beside Zhan Xinglan obediently, and only when the carriage began to move around did he say, "The maid has already sent a message to Li Langjun, presumably there is already a storm in the city at this moment."

"Well done."

The corners of Zhan Xinglan's mouth raised a ghostly arc.

Along the way, the people on the street were all discussing King Ling's life experience.

But the people were surprised to think that Fu Xuanlin's was indeed Emperor Jing's bloodline.

And all of this is thanks to what Zhan Xinglan asked Zhu Huan to do.

As early as the day Li Qingchen came back, he told Zhan Xinglan that a group of people secretly escorted the Wen family into Beijing.

In order to track the traces of the gang and the Wen family, he was delayed on the road for several days.

Immediately afterwards, Zhan Xinglan asked Li Qingchen to go to Weifu to keep an eye on him.

As expected, an Ao Jin was stared out, and he also learned that the prince was planning to use Wei Taifuqing to deal with Fu Xuanlin's conspiracy.

Zhan Xinglan calculated that after Empress Yue's murder broke out, he asked the Wen family to come forward to spread rumors about Fu Xuanlin's life experience.

So simply preemptively smear King Ling's life story before it was revealed that King Ling had killed him.

In this way, anyone with a long brain will guess that these rumors are deliberately carried out.

And Emperor Jing will definitely be the first to suspect the crown prince and Empress Yue.

Zhan Xinglan could almost imagine Empress Yue's bewildered face at this moment.

"This trick of mine is called Misfortune East. Presumably, the queen is at a loss at the moment, and she doesn't know what to do."

Indeed, right now, Empress Yue was looking at the people who came to report the rumors in Beijing with a bewildered face.

Fu Tingxuan waved his hand to make people retreat, and then turned his face and asked:

"The queen mother is too anxious, at this time, the matter of Fu Xuanlin's murder has not yet been spread, and the people naturally think that Fu Xuanlin is the famous King Ling, how dare they say that King Ling's identity is different?"

"I didn't let these rumors spread at all! Even if you think I did it, then Your Majesty will probably ......."

Knock Knock Knock –

"Your Royal Highness, Your Majesty has a decree to send you to the Zichen Hall immediately to face the saint."