The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 276 Ah Li is just a child, how could he be a prophet?

When he said this, a flash of light flashed across his pitch-black phoenix eyes.

Feng Qingcheng saw the jumping blue flames in his scorching eyes, her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Yes, she admits that everything about this man, no matter his background, his power status, or even his appearance, is enough to make people's heart beat.

It's a pity that they are not from the same world. He is destined to become an emperor and king, with wives and concubines in groups, while she only wants to be a couple for the rest of her life.

She bit her lip, her voice was soft but powerful, "Cang Yanli, you can't afford what I want."

As soon as she finished speaking, she obviously felt the arms holding her three points tighter, "Really? You haven't said what you want yet, how do you know that the hall can't afford it?"

Seeing that he was unwilling to give up, Feng Qingcheng twitched the corners of her lips, "What if I said that the prerequisite for you to give me my sincerity is to abandon Yun Cang's ten thousand miles of land?"

Hearing this, the man's dark eyes turned dark and gloomy, but he didn't mean to compromise and retreat, "The mountains and rivers of thousands of miles don't belong to this hall, but Ah Li is still young, so this hall will guard him for the time being."

Back then, if the eldest prince hadn't died in battle, he would have been the legitimate prince, and A Li, as the prince's eldest son, would naturally be the candidate for the heir apparent in the future.

Feng Qingcheng didn't expect the man to say that, and she couldn't help showing a look of shock in her eyes.

She had read a lot of history books, and knew that many things happened between emperors and kings were beyond her control.

I also know that princes like them seem to be brothers and sisters, but in fact, it is hard to guard against the situation where there is a cold knife behind their backs.

As long as he is a prince with some ambition and strength, who wouldn't want to rule the world?
And Cang Yanli actually said that he was just guarding that position for A Li, how could this demeanor and mind not move people?
Feng Qingcheng turned to look at the little bald man standing not far away, thinking that he used to live so happily in the temple on the mountain without any worries, but now he will have to face the intricate network of relationships in the court, and his heart stagnates slightly, "Do you have any questions?" Have you asked Ah Li what he means? Is he willing to take over the throne of emperor?"

"In the emperor's house, some responsibilities cannot be escaped." Cang Yanwei followed her gaze and looked at Cangli, with a low voice, "Master Liao Jing once made a fortune teller for Ah Li, saying that he has an emperor. The Prime Minister will inherit the throne in the future."

Feng Qingcheng frowned, and asked in displeasure, "The emperor has so many princes, and the prince has so many wives, why does it have to be A Li to inherit the throne? Can't A Li be an ordinary child?"

To be honest, she doesn't want Ah Li to be the emperor in the future, maybe many men like to chase fame and fortune, and want to be the best, but the heights are too high.

The moment she ascends to the throne, she is destined to lose a lot. Family, friendship and love will all become bargaining chips for consolidating the throne. She doesn't want Ah Li to become that kind of person when he grows up.

Cang Yanlei pursed his thin lips, and turned his gaze to the bamboo forest in the distance, "A Li is no ordinary child at all."

Feng Qingcheng was startled, and asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

Cang Yanli did not answer her question immediately, "Why did the princess rush back to the palace tonight?"

Feng Qingcheng replied truthfully, "Ah Li had a nightmare, dreaming that something happened to Dabai, I was not at ease, so I wanted to take him back to have a look."

Cang Yanlei glanced sideways at her, and said calmly, "Ah Li is not just having a nightmare, he has the ability to foretell."

"What?" Feng Qingcheng's eyes widened in disbelief, "How is this possible? Ah Li is just a child, how could he be a prophet?"

　three o'clock
　　
　
(End of this chapter)