My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Ah Zhi had checked it out beforehand, "He can't speak, but he can write."

When the old servant saw Ning Fengli, he knelt on the ground respectfully and gave a solemn salute.

Then he took out two letters from his arms.

He gestured a few times, and Ah Zhi understood, and stepped forward to explain, "He said that this is what His Highness the Crown Prince wants to give to the Prince, and everything that follows is explained in this letter. And the other letter is for the Regent. The king’s.”

Perhaps she knew that Ning Fengli would not accept it if she came directly, so Ning Junzhan did not inform her in advance. The other Lianxin Gu was sent directly to her as an antidote.

She was not given a chance to refuse, and by the time she got the item, it was too late.

Yubai's hand took it.

The young man opened the letter, read it quickly, and closed his eyes.

"When I was young, I used to learn chess from the emperor's uncle with him. The emperor said that he was too thoughtful and not decisive enough as a king. Now he is stronger..."

Ning Fengli personally sent the other letter to the Regent's Palace.

After resting for more than half a year, logically speaking, my body and bones should improve. But as soon as the news of the prince's death came out, Ning Beiqing fell seriously ill.

Yan Conling followed him into the room, and the strong medicinal gas poured into his lungs with his breathing, which was so painful that it made people frown.

The patter of rain and mist smudges the withered yellow grass and trees, announcing the withering of summer. Compared to the last time they met, the Regent was even thinner, with bulging cheekbones and bloodshot eyes.

When the maid opened the gauze curtain, the sunlight fell in, and the silver threads on the temples were eye-catching.

Looking at the handsome young man standing in front of him, his eyes moved slightly, and his voice was hoarse as if mixed with a handful of gravel, "Xiao Qi, Zhan'er is gone..."

Ning Junzhan's step was so sudden that even the regent who knew him best could not react.

The young man who was half-kneeling by the couch held his hand tightly, "So you must get better as soon as possible."

Once the prince died, everything behind him became chaotic.

Ning Junzhan was almost brought up by the regent, and he had a deep love. At this moment, he was in deep sorrow. "Zhan'er told me before that if it weren't for the fact that you are a girl, you would be more suitable for that position than him..."

Also under the nose of Queen Wu.

After the regent fell ill, Ning Junzhan could only pretend to be ridiculous and linger in the flowers in order to protect himself. And Ning Fengli was not only able to take advantage of Yunshan and firmly hold the Demon Suppressing Division in his hands, he even had the energy and courage to place people in the palace to cultivate his own power.

That in itself is proof.

Ning Beiqing also quickly figured this out, "Dazhao is now rampant with evil spirits and does not need a benevolent monarch." If there is someone like Ning Fengli, he is just right.

"It's not that Brother Three Emperors is weak, but that he has too many things to worry about." Ning Junzhan had suffered for many years in the position of prince, and Ning Fengli did not want to call him that way anymore.

"He is the crown prince, and all eyes are on him. In front of him is the father, and in the back is the Wu family."

It is true that Queen Wu was reincarnated by evil spirits.

But the Wu family treated him well and had always been the most determined princeling. Ning Junzhan, who grew up in the palace, understands the principle of both prosperity and loss.

She was the only one who was not afraid of wearing shoes when she was barefoot. She was curled up in a corner with her bones broken. She was ultimately more hard-hearted than him, and she directly planned to get rid of her father.

Ning Beiqing sighed sadly, "If a woman takes this path, I'm afraid it will be even more bumpy than Zhan'er's."

"Uncle Emperor." The young man lifted up his clothes and knelt down on the other leg, with his back straight. "If I were to regain my princess status, it would be nothing more than marrying someone and then living at home. But you used to teach me about classics and history and discuss games. He taught me how to weigh the pros and cons, the way of a king and his ministers. But he did not teach me how to be a housewife."

"So this time, I want to give myself an opportunity to learn something and use it." Being raised like a raptor, it is destined not to be thrown into a chicken coop.

"Alas." Ning Beiqing sighed, "I taught you in the beginning because I felt sorry for your frailty. I hope you can be like that child in Qingping, have your own ideas, be free to do what you want, and have a smooth life... "

But she didn't expect that what she wanted to do was a bit drastic.

There was a constant exchange of yin and yang in the court every day, and several princes were pulled out in turn. But no one expected that the most ambitious one would be here.

In fact, he didn't teach them specifically. These were all taught by Ning Fengli while he was teaching the prince. The little girl, who looks like a dumpling, always rests on her fat white arms like lotus roots, and tilts her head quietly without making any noise.

I never imagined that I could learn to this extent...

The memory flashed back, and Ning Fengli, who was already pretending to be a young man, kowtowed heavily.

"Please give me your permission, uncle."

Ning Beiqing has been regent for many years, and even though he has been ill for so long, his prestige is still there.

He must pass this test.

In all these years, I haven’t seen any monsters or monsters. The regent was only startled and quickly looked away, "That's fine, it's God's will."

With his support, the Seven Kings faction can officially stand on the bright side.

But Ning Junzhan's body had just been buried when the old emperor in the main hall suddenly announced an edict to make the sixth prince Ning Mozhang the crown prince. The ministers may have some objections, but after being dragged out on the spot and killing two chickens to scare the monkeys, they remained silent and had no objections.

Empress Wu had been a beloved concubine for many years, and she was evilly cruel and rough in her heart.

Now that he was in chaos and saw that Ning Beiqing was still alive, he was afraid that he would push Ning Fengli up and reveal his true face. He proclaims to the outside world that he is worshiping the Buddha, but he stays behind closed doors and sees no one, leaving only the puppet in control.

With Concubine Yao at this level, Ning Mozhang is indeed the most controllable among the current crown princes.

During this period, the secret agent in the palace sent back another message, saying that he had finally discovered the location of the man in black robe every time he came.

——It's behind that screen.

Yan Conling picked up some chickens, called Ning Mingche, and went to the medical center together.

The business looked a little deserted today, but as soon as I stepped through the door, I heard a burst of sobbing.

Just when he was thinking about whether he should go around to look for the Tu family and his son since there was a patient there, the curtain in front of him was suddenly opened by a long sword.

He Yaoguang's face showed up as if someone owed her eight million taels.

When I saw her, the amount I owed doubled again.

"What are you two doing here?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity to stretch his neck, Yan Conling directly poked his head in, "Sister Bai Shu and I have known each other for eight years, so why don't we grab a few chickens and come to visit?"

When she said this, the chicken in her hand clucked twice.

Unfortunately, He Yaoguang didn't accept this trick, "You're not hiding anything from me, are you?"

Indeed there is.

But I don’t want to say it.

I don't want to talk to her.

When his eyes clearly saw the figure lying on the small couch in the back room, Yan Congling was stunned for a moment, "Did you even send the Sixth Prince into the hospital?"

The other party was angry, "Yan Conling, I'm not that vulgar person who only uses fists and kicks when he's unreasonable!"

Next to her, Ning Mingche couldn't hold it in anymore, "No, can you believe this?"

"You, you guys!"