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Chapter 1241 Don't worry, I'm here

Chapter 1241 Don't worry, I'm here

After that, Chen Qiao didn't continue talking, but Li Lizhi also knew what he didn't finish.

If Changsun Wuji continues to go his own way like this, I'm afraid it will really be impossible to end well.

They are all relatives, why did they come to this point today?Li Lizhi didn't understand, but Chen Qiao knew it in his heart.

Young emperors and powerful ministers will inevitably come to the point of confrontation.

Today's Li Zhi is no longer the boy who hid behind his father, queen mother and brothers and sisters, and the eldest grandson Wuji, who has been in a high position for a long time, has long been unable to let go of power.

"Don't think about it, with me here, there won't be too much trouble."

Chen Qiao comforted Li Lizhi.

Li Lizhi turned her head to look at Chen Qiao. In the dark carriage, the man's angular profile was reflected in Li Lizhi's eyes. For nearly 20 years, this man has been protecting herself under his wings, even her father and brother , sisters have been his asylum.

"Qiao Lang..." Tears welled up in Li Lizhi's eyes, from falling in love at first sight back then to now raising his eyebrows, even though this man did not belong to her alone, he never let himself feel lonely and hesitant.

Chen Qiao turned his head, met Li Lizhi's eyes in the dark, looked at his wife's still bright and charming cheeks, Chen Qiao smiled slightly, and gently kissed his wife's head.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Although there are only four short words, these four words seem to be a beam of firm and brilliant light, dispelling the thick and uneasy fog in Li Lizhi's heart.

"Ah."

Li Lizhi nodded heavily, leaned on Chen Qiao's shoulder and closed her eyes.

When he returned to the General's Mansion, Li Lizhi, who had been tired all day, had already fallen into a deep sleep. Chen Qiao sent Li Lizhi back to her room. After making sure that she would not wake up again tonight, he tucked in the quilt and left the room.

The mansion hung with white paper lanterns looked very deserted at night, and the servants in the family got Chen Qiao's order early, except for those who needed to watch the night, the rest had already rested early.

"How is Changle?"

As soon as the curtain of the warm pavilion was lifted, under the dim candlelight of Chen Qiao, Fu Lan was leaning on the low couch and looking at him picturesquely.

Walking all the way to sit next to Fu Lan, Chen Qiao pinched his brows and said, "She has been worried about His Majesty and Changsun Wuji, but she has fallen asleep now."

Hearing Chen Qiao's words, Fu Lan put away the smile on her face, frowned slightly and looked at Chen Qiao who was sitting next to her, and slowly slid her fingers across the teacup in front of her.

"Why do you look like this?"

Seeing Fu Lan's sad face, Chen Qiao couldn't help laughing.

"Looking at Changsun Wuji like this, I'm afraid there will be troubles in the future. Although I am not Your Majesty, I also know that the king of a country will never tolerate someone disobeying him so many times." Fu Lan said: "Besides, I see It means that our current queen is not easy to get along with."

Hearing Fu Lan's words, Chen Qiao couldn't help but nodded, and said helplessly: "I really don't know what Changsun Wuji wants to do, is he really not afraid that His Majesty will attack him in anger? "

Fu Lan twitched the corner of her mouth, and said: "Now he relies on his status and thinks he understands His Majesty's temperament, that's why he is so unscrupulous."

Chen Qiao sighed and shook his head, "When I pulled him up today, I already told him that His Majesty is no longer the King of Jin back then. If he can understand what I mean, he should be the same in the future. I won’t do anything out of line again.”

Although he said so, Chen Qiao knew that if Changsun Wuji could really give up so easily, then he would not be Changsun Wuji.

"Does my husband think he will give up?" Fu Lan showed a playful smile and looked at Chen Qiao.

Chen Qiao chuckled and shook his head.

"So, I'm afraid my husband will have to work hard again." Fu Lan seemed to feel sorry for Chen Qiao, but the playful smile on her face still betrayed her.

However, Chen Qiao didn't say much, he just said: "Everything outside the mansion is up to me, as for the things inside the mansion..."

Thinking of Li Lizhi's appearance just now, Chen Qiao couldn't help but sighed softly, "You should pay more attention to Changle, let the children make trouble around her more on weekdays, don't let her keep thinking about these things."

"Don't worry, I know what to do." Fu Lan put away the banter on her face, and nodded to Chen Qiao seriously.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go and rest too." Chen Qiao said.

Fu Lan responded, and asked again: "Husband, don't you want to rest?"

Chen Qiao shook his head and said, "I'm not sleepy yet, I want to sit alone for a while."

Hearing this, Fu Lan didn't say anything more, got up and left the Nuan Pavilion.

After sitting in the Nuan Pavilion for a while, he felt that the ground dragon in the Nuan Pavilion was really burning, so Chen Qiao stepped out of the Nuan Pavilion again.

After standing under the eaves outside the door for a while, I felt more comfortable again, and the lingering stuffiness in my chest finally dissipated.

When he came back from Tuyuhun earlier, Chen Qiao and Yang Xujing asked for the portrait of that woman and took it with him. He looked up at the moon hanging in the night, and thought of something, he turned towards the general mansion and the princess mansion. After walking through the small door, Qi Zifeng and Jinyang should not be asleep yet, right?

"Princess, Prince Consort, General Chen is here."

Qi Zifeng and Jin Yang, who were talking in the room, heard the report, looked at each other, and quickly asked their servants to invite Chen Qiao in.

Jin Yang stretched his neck and watched for a while, and when he was sure that Chen Qiao was the only one who came, he inevitably felt a little disappointed, but after seeing Chen Qiao's obviously serious expression, he knew that Chen Qiao had something serious to say to Qi Zifeng, Then he got up and left.

"Why is the general here now?"

After asking Chen Qiao to sit down, Qi Zifeng asked suspiciously.

"There is something I want to ask you." Chen Qiao said.

Hearing Chen Qiao's words, Qi Zifeng's expression became even more puzzled.

Chen Qiao curled the corner of his mouth, and then took out the portrait that he folded and put away carefully from his arms.

"However, this matter is not urgent. I just happened to come to your house. I want to know what Princess Jinyang thinks about what Changsun Wuji did today?"

After placing the still folded portrait on the table, Chen Qiao asked Qi Zifeng another question.

Thinking of all the things in the Tai Chi Hall today, Qi Zifeng couldn't help but smiled wryly, and his attention was pulled back from the portrait.

"Sizi is young, and she hasn't seen Changsun Wuji much since she can remember. After the death of Empress Changsun, there is even less chance to see her own uncle. Naturally, she doesn't have too deep feelings." Qi Zifeng said.

Chen Qiao nodded knowingly, then picked up the portrait again and handed it to Qi Zifeng.

"According to King Tuyuhun, the woman in this portrait is now with Xu Anshan. Yang Xujing and I have no impression of her. Take a closer look and see if you have seen this woman before." Chen Qiaoqi Zifeng Said.

"Woman?" Qi Zifeng opened the portrait and looked at Chen Qiao in surprise, "So Xu Anshan is not just alone?"

Chen Qiao nodded, and said again: "I thought he was alone before, but obviously we were all wrong."

Hearing Chen Qiao's words, Qi Zifeng couldn't help but fell silent.

Indeed, according to their previous thinking, this Xu Anshan is just a lone wolf, so no matter how powerful he is, he is still within the controllable range, but what if there are more people like him behind him?

Thinking of this, Qi Zifeng opened the portrait in his hand, and then his eyes widened in the next moment.

(End of this chapter)