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()The summer breeze is refreshing and slightly intoxicating with the fragrance of flowers.(!.Win

There are peonies everywhere in the palace. Under the eaves and in the corridors, they are decorated with all kinds of flowers. They are even better than those outside the imperial city. The flourishing decorations everywhere add another layer to the actions of Qing Ge and Yu Tianqian. Added a layer of cover-up.

Although it is daytime, for Qing Ge, hiding his traces and walking in secret is something he is very familiar with. Hidden under the eaves of the house and in the woods around the corner, even the slightest trace cannot be found, and Yu Although Tian Qian does not have as superb concealment skills as Qing Ge, he still sneaks in quietly with his superb skills.

The distribution of the palaces is basically the same. To the east is where the emperor goes to the palace, where he goes to court every day and where political affairs are discussed. To the south is where sacrifices are made and where major events are arranged. To the west is where the harem and concubines live, and outsiders are not allowed to do so. Once inside, the only thing left is the north.

After climbing over the northern palace wall, there were obviously many more people inside than outside.

From this point of view, the queen and prince of Xichen should live here, and ordinary people do not need to maintain such tight defense.

After determining the direction, the two of them walked towards the most noble garden. The royal rules are here. According to the grade of the visitor, what kind of place is arranged to live. As long as you understand this, it is not too difficult to find a place for a person to live. Disaster.

Passing through a main hall, we came to a garden. There was a pavilion in the huge garden, with upturned eaves and corners, exquisitely carved. It was so beautiful. There were guards waiting around it, and palace maids and eunuchs were waiting on it.

Qing Ge was leaning on the wall, looking at the pavilion, and saw four people sitting inside from a distance, talking and discussing together.

The two people facing her were in silver-white robes, with eyes like peach blossoms. There was a charming charm between his smile and raised eyebrows, and his smile was like a jewel in the eyes, making people unforgettable. This person, she was very familiar with, was none other than Qian Qian. Ye Li, and the other one was wearing a long red suit, tall, probably in his thirties, with a fair face and eyes that seemed a little depressed.

She frowned slightly. This man in red was so strange. She had never seen him before. Seeing this, Yu Tianqian on the side explained via voice transmission: "The man in red is Qian Quebai, the son of the former Queen Donglei. He is also the eldest son, Bi Qian." Yeli is nine years older and is the current King of Donglei."

Qingge raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, this is the King of Donglei who was supported by Qianyeli. His appearance is not similar to Qianyeli at all. I wonder why Qianyeli chose him among the many princes of Donglei. This puppet emperor is not very outstanding in terms of temperament and appearance.

She continued to look at the other two with their backs to her. She didn't need to guess who else could entertain King Dong Lei and Night King at the same time. The figure wearing bright red clothes and a gorgeous bun was probably Xi. Queen Chen, and the other figure with a sea-blue back, bent over and looking extremely weak, is the sickly Prince Xichen.

Being so far apart, I couldn't hear what they were saying for a while, but if it was a confidential matter, they wouldn't be talking in this crowded garden in broad daylight.

Qing Ge and Yu Tianqian mainly came to explore the terrain during the day. What they wanted to do was better done at night. After all, it was easy to get things done in the dark and high winds.

The four people over there seemed to have finished talking and stood up one after another.

Qian Yeli's bright eyes were still smiling, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye made his fair and milky skin even more charming, "Then I would like the queen and the prince to live in my Donglei for a while, and take a look at this peony. If there is any

If you like it, the queen can say anything, we at Donglei are willing to give everything we have."

Queen Xichen nodded with a smile, held the prince's hand with one hand, and nodded: "That's right, I came here because of its reputation, so of course I have to appreciate it."

King Dong Lei's eyes remained gloomy, and he smiled and said to Queen Xichen: "When the queen comes to our country, she is a distinguished guest, and she must be greeted well..."

Queen Xichen glanced at him and said with a smile: "I am far away in Xichen. I heard that King Yeye is outstanding in appearance. Today I saw King Donglei. He is also a talented person. After all, he was born from the same father. A tiger father has no dog son.

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This was a very ordinary greeting, but after Queen Xichen said this, Qian Yeli's eyes narrowed slightly, and he still smiled elegantly, while King Dong Lei's face became obviously dark.

I went down, and it took me a long time to cover it up, but my eyes were still filled with black mist and depression. (It only takes a genius 3 seconds to remember)

Even though she was far away, to Qingge's specially trained eyesight, the instant change in King Donglei's expression did not escape her eyes. Her eyebrows moved slightly, her face was light and thoughtful.

After the four people there exchanged greetings, they finally turned around and walked out of the pavilion.

Yu Tianqian whispered: "Withdraw." She jumped up and left. Qing Ge also ducked down, trying to sneak against the wall. At this moment, she glanced away from the corner of her eye, and Queen Xichen and the prince were gone.

Ladder, positive joint whispers.

And the prince, who was said to be frail and suffering from illness, finally revealed his face from the side of the queen at this moment.

Seeing that face, Qing Ge's mouth twitched and he almost lost his balance.

How come Prince Xichen, who is wearing a navy blue dress, has a pale face and light lips, looks exactly the same as Nangong Xi, who is lively and cheerful all day long!

This is too far apart. One is very sick and the other is as lively as a rabbit. How can they be exactly the same?

She blinked and took another look to confirm that she had seen correctly. They indeed looked the same. She curled her lips slightly, her eyes were bright, she paused briefly, and she hurriedly retreated to the outer city like a civet cat.

The two walked around the Donglei Palace, going back and forth without anyone noticing. They quietly sneaked back into the courtyard, changed their clothes, and smiled at each other.

Qing Ge immediately turned around and said, "There is a problem between Qian Yeli and Qian Quebai."

Yu Tianqian wore that ordinary face that had been disguised, and his dark blue pupils were filled with cold light. He did not miss the scene just now. Queen Xichen was separated from the mainland by the Haihe River, and the first thing she heard was Qianyeli.

Although he knew nothing about King Donglei's reputation, if these words were said by ordinary people, it would be nothing more than a greeting, but in the emperor's family, it is not that simple.

This means that Qian Yeli is the real king who holds the real power of Donglei, and Qian Quebai is just a seat decoration.

Maybe some people are happy to get what they have, and there are people who are consolidating the throne for themselves and enjoying the gains themselves, so why not, but Qian Quebai is obviously not such a person.

He glanced at Qing Ge, the cold light in his pupils faded, and there was a little softness, "Of course, no one wants to be a puppet emperor, let alone a man who has great ambitions but cannot fulfill them. Under the instigation of a thoughtful person, I'm afraid the problem is getting bigger and bigger now." As he spoke, his thin lips parted, showing an elongated smile.

Qingge raised her eyebrows and stared, looking at his smile, she raised the corner of her mouth and said with a sideways glance, "Have you arranged someone in Donglei?"

Since Nanping can plant spies in Dayong, how come other countries can't? Among the original six countries, no one could completely prevent other countries from arranging such people in their own country, and Yu Tianqian certainly could.

These royal children should not be underestimated by anyone. Qingge looked at Yu Tianqian, narrowed his eyes slightly, touched his chin and said: "Infernal Affairs is popular among them, and you are also playing well."

Yu Tianqian snorted, thinking of the obstacles Qian Yeli had put in his way, his face turned livid, and his ordinary face looked a bit distorted, "Whatever he did back then, I have to pay him back now!" "

"How did you do it?" Qingge looked at his face, pulled him to sit down, sat in his arms, and asked with raised eyebrows.

If someone comes in, what they will see is a scene of two ordinary-looking men cuddling together, which is really a bit weird.

But Yu Tianqian didn't feel any discomfort at all. Instead, he had a beautiful woman in his arms, and next to the warm and fragrant nephrite, Yu Tianqian's complexion improved a lot. He put his hands around Liu's waist and said in a cold voice: "Back then, King Dong Lei had many heirs. , the crown prince has not yet been established, but he favors Qian Yeli very much. A few years later, Qian Yeli launched a mutiny and bloodbathed the imperial city."

"A bloodbath in the imperial city?" Qingge asked, this mutiny is not a bloodbath, it's just about killing those who don't support it. How can he be the emperor if he kills everyone?

Yu Tianqian frowned and nodded with a serious face, "It was indeed a bloodbath. Everyone in the imperial city, including the old King Donglei, the queen, the prince, the son, the concubines, and all the eunuchs, maids, and guards were all killed. , the only thing left is the current King of Donglei Qianquebai."

Now that Qingge has arrived, he finally understands how Yu Tianqian can use blood to wash the word. In an imperial city, everyone from top to bottom, at least tens of thousands, were all killed in one night. When the blood flows out, it can be collected into A small river.

Qian Yeli had actually done such a thing. She couldn't help but feel a little cold when she thought of that elegant and elegant man with beautiful face. At that time, Qian Yeli was still sixteen years old, and his methods were no less ruthless than Qing Ge's. under.

"What's the reason?" She became curious instead, finding it hard to imagine that at least when dealing with her, Qian Yeli didn't show such cold-bloodedness and cruelty.

"We couldn't find out. All the people in the imperial city were dead. The generals who participated in the massacre were all killed within a month. There was a big change of blood in Donglei." Yu Tianqian rubbed his palm on Qingge's waist. , enjoying the tenderness of his subordinates, he continued in a good mood: "The remaining King of Donglei has not mentioned a word and has never said anything, but he is afraid and fearful of Qian Yeli, and some of it is jealousy. So the people I arranged would often provoke him, and he would become more and more jealous of Qian Yeli."

What Yu Tianqian said, Qing Ge understood that when there are more and more things suppressed in a person's heart, one day it will reach a critical point. Once this critical point is reached, people will lose their sense and become crazy. When crazy When Qian Quebai and Qian Yeli face each other, it is a good time for Yu Tianqian to take action.

Now that he knew this, Qing Ge thought that this critical point was not far away. In front of Queen Xichen and the Crown Prince today, Qian Quebai couldn't help but darken his face. He must have endured it very hard.

She leaned on Yu Tianqian's shoulder and thought of Prince Xichen she saw in the pavilion. A slight smile appeared on her lips, her eyes were filled with light, and she unconsciously traced her fingers on his palm: "I have a method that can be used as a pressure. The last straw on King Dong Lei’s back.”

…

The sun is shining high and the sky is blue with floating clouds.

Inside the palace, the residence of the Night King.

Qian Yeli stood in a spacious room, his eyes slightly lowered, and his expression was incomprehensible.

Laifu knelt in front of him and reported in a low voice: "Master, recently the king has often summoned people from the six departments for secret talks, and has partially replaced the personnel in the six departments."

His amber eyes looked out the window, and the narrow pupils reflected the rare peony variety "Yu Yi Huang". The curvature of the corners of his mouth widened slightly, and he pointed at the flower with a folding fan in his hand: "This Yu Yi Huang blooms well. Noble and elegant, it matches its name.”

Laifu didn't dare to move, he knelt down and kept his head down without making a sound.

Qian Yeli looked at it for a while, then withdrew his gaze and stared at Laifu's black clothes. He was in a daze for a while, then walked to the desk and looked at the painting he drew last night, and slowly said: "Those people who are often called ,whose person is it?”

Laifu knelt and moved to another direction, still facing Qian Yeli and said: "Two of them have very suspicious identities, they look like Dayong spies."

Dayong?

People with Yutianqian are interesting.

The two delicate eyebrows moved slightly, Qian Yeli's slender white fingers traced the painted person's cheek, and the light in his eyes became a little obsessed, "Okay, you can go down."

"Yes." Laifu didn't say a word, and immediately left quietly after answering.

The room was quiet, as if Qian Yeli was the only one here all the time.

He stood in front of the table, his eyes focused on the woman in the painting. She was a woman wearing a red gauze dress. She had a graceful figure and a graceful figure. She was holding a pipa and dancing with bare feet. She was as ethereal as a dragon and a phoenix. Hong is as graceful as a wandering dragon, like the moon covered by light clouds, like the snow covered by the flowing wind, making people's eyes wander and unable to control themselves.

Hua Rong walked in with a cup of bird's nest and sour pear porridge, and happened to see Qian Yeli standing in front of the desk. That silvery figure was as lonely as the ancient moonlight, dazzling and vicissitudes, and indescribably lonely.

He pursed his pink lips, walked over, and said loudly: "Master, it's time for porridge!"

Qian Yeli seemed to be frightened by him before he came to his senses. He hit him on the head with the handle of the fan and scolded him with a smile: "It's just because of your loud voice. I don't know if I can't hear you, master!"

Hua Rong put down the bird's nest porridge, then wrinkled her nose and touched her head and said, "Master, please be gentle, Hua Rong has been knocked stupid by you!"

The thirteen-year-old boy had handsome features, and his actions were particularly cute. Qian Yeli's eyes flashed slightly, he sat down, picked up a spoon and stirred in the cup.

"You are so stupid, but you will become smarter after knocking."

"Don't tell me, Master." Hua Rong raised her lips. When she saw the painting on the table, the smile on her face faded again. She walked over to the painting and said, "Master, you painted again... in that dream A woman."

"Yeah," Qian Yeli took a sip of porridge and said with a smile, "Put it away."

Huarong bit her lower lip, walked over and picked up the painting skillfully, rolled it up carefully, but her eyes stayed on the painting. After the master came back from Qingluan, he painted a painting almost every day, and the woman in the painting There are many changes, some are wearing red skirts, some are wearing light blue palace clothes, some are wearing black commoners, some are squatting with daggers, some are shooting at targets with bows and arrows, and some are galloping on horses. Every picture They are all painted very well, as if the person is alive in front of you.

However, the woman in the painting never had a face painted on her. He asked his master, who said that he couldn't see the woman's face in his dream.

Although he is young, he knows who this woman is. He knows that there is only one woman in the world who has appeared in front of his master, and that woman is the woman of his master's mortal enemy.

Yue Mao said that the master did not dare to draw because he was afraid that after drawing the face, he would be even more sad. People like the master like to hide everything deeply so that no one can see it.

Hua Rong looked at the delicate lines on the painting, the thoughtfulness of the strokes, and the lifelike figure. She could tell how attracted her master was to that woman.

The master even gave up the country of Qingluan for her, and even bore the crime of killing Qingluan Fengdi, but refused to explain.

He didn't understand why that woman didn't like someone as good-looking, smart, and well-established as his master, but she wanted to like someone as cold and cold as Yu Tianqian!

As he rolled up the painting, he carefully put it into the painting sleeve, opened a tall wall cabinet, looked at the scrolls stuffed inside, bit his lip and put the scroll in his hand, closed it silently, and turned his head. Looking at Qian Yeli who was drinking porridge, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Master, if you like her, why don't you take her back!"
To be continued...