Emperor's Women

For a long time, Rong Chengjin reacted and touched the cold hand on hate Jin's small face. He couldn't help muttering, "hate Jin, did my father really do wrong?"

Fengyi palace.

At this time, it was late at night. The maid on duty today was also replaced by Zixi. The master and servant were in the bedroom hall. They lit only two candles and gathered together to see the letter they had just brought back.

Sure enough, after careful comparison, I found that the words on this letter were different from those before.

"Empress, what are you going to do?" Zixi has no idea now. This matter still depends on Fang Yan himself.

Fold the letter paper and hand it to Zixi. Fang Yan sighed, "the palace doesn't know. Forget it, you'd better sleep first. Maybe you'll find a way when you get up tomorrow."

"Your Highness the prince..." Zixi was still worried about hating Jin.

"Hate Jin should be all right now. Just looking at those two eyes, the palace can feel that he is doing well there. At least, he has not been abused. However, looking at the meaning of these people, if you want to keep hate Jin safe, you must find their instructions." Fang Yan just touched hate Jin's arm and her son, of course she knows.

"Aren't we controlled by others now?"

"What's the way? Now that hate Jin is in their hands, we can only make fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered." Fang Yan sighed deeply. Zixi was also very discouraged. Unexpectedly, things would develop like this. Who took Henjin away

However, as long as hate Jin is all right. This is Zixi's greatest wish. Leave the rest to the queen.

Late at night, Fang Yan lay on the bed and couldn't sleep well for a long time. Hate Jin is in their hands. They can only let it go and let it be controlled by them. Obviously, they knew that hate Jin was her lifeblood, so they had to be instructed by them.

If we can find them and their hiding place, and then use the contacts he has accumulated in the palace for so many years to deploy everything and win with one blow, we can also tell LAN Haotian what's going on at that time. Now... I'm afraid I can't.

After all, although hate Jin is the prince, he is not his own son. If something happens to hate Jin at this time, he can make his own son the crown prince. Everything is logical.

Wait a minute, why? Is it difficult to

LAN Haotian?!

He actually wants to kidnap hate Jin, let hate Jin have an accident, so that his son can be the prince, and then erase the shame of hate Jin in his life? Is that the idea?

This idea surprised Fang Yan to sit up from the bed immediately. She was surprised to Zixi. She hurried to check: "what's the matter with you, madam? Do you think of something again? Do you want to drink?"

"No, you can step back." Fang Yan shook his head. Zixi said "Oh" and stepped back.

Lying back on the bed, Fang Yan leaned and put his hand under his head. I felt the letters involuntarily.

By the way, the letter said that if you want to hate Jin, you should exchange the gun drawing!

LAN Haotian has made all the guns. What else do you want to do? Besides, if he wants to rebuild a batch of guns, he can just ask him directly. Why bother so much?

That's not LAN Haotian. Who could it be

In a daze, Fang Yan went to sleep. When he woke up, it was already bright.

After receiving the greetings from the concubines, Fang Yan returned to the study in the side hall of Fengyi palace. In order to hate Jin to study harder, Fang Yan specially changed one of the side halls into a study, so that he doesn't have to go far in the future, and she can look at him well. Moreover, the time in ancient times was really too long. There was no TV here to kill boring time, so Fang Yan would read and write here and cultivate love and exercise.

What's more, she was always in this study when she helped LAN Haotian make drawings before. Now I come in again, but it's another scene.

Hate Jin is gone. Pushing open the door of the study, Fang Yan was still thinking about the little figure. He sat behind the desk. Seeing that the door was open, he ran over and hugged her legs, raised his small face, excitedly asked him what he had to eat, and said that he was very tired. Could he have a rest for a while.

Sitting behind the desk, Fang Yan spread out a piece of rice paper in front of him. Zixi grinds for her. Looking at Fang Yan's serious expression, he couldn't help but ask, "madam, do you really want to give the drawing of the artificial gun?"

"Otherwise, what can I get for hate Jin?" Fang Yan didn't lift his head, wrote and drew one of the parts.

"But..." Zixi paused, which was not unreasonable. Looking at Fang Yan's painting hand, I had an idea. I took Fang Yan's hand and said excitedly, "madam, I have a good idea!"

"What do you say?" Fang Yan asked with an eyebrow.

Zixi put down the ink block and paced back and forth in front of the book case, with a proud smile on her small face: "but they don't know what the structure of the mother's gun is, and they don't know whether the drawing is right or wrong. Why don't we..."

"Draw a fake drawing for him?" Fang Yan answered suspiciously.

"Well! That's it!" seeing Fang Yan understand his meaning, Zixi nodded wildly. I really have a heart to heart relationship with my mother!

Hearing what she said, Fang Yan looked down at the rice paper he had just painted a part, and thought carefully. What Zixi said is not unreasonable. At that moment, he gave the newly painted rice paper to Tuan, threw it on the ground and said to Zixi, "that's it!"

Outside the study, a figure flashed past. However, the master and servant in the study didn't notice anything.

In the imperial study, LAN Haotian said in a deep voice, "keep staring."

The visitor nodded and went away, and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

The sun set in the west, and the afterglow shone into the study. Fang Yan has kept her here for a day, and Zixi has been waiting on her all the time. Even lunch is used in this study.

Put down the brush in his hand, Fang Yan greatly stretched and rubbed his sour wrist. Zixi looked at the last completed picture and said with a relieved smile: "my mother has finished painting. I'm really tired this day."

Activity sour neck, Zixi hurriedly came to rub Fang Yan's shoulder, Fang Yan said: "it's not, my eyes are sore."

As soon as the voice fell, a palace maid's announcement came from the door: "madam, father-in-law Yuan said that Khan will come to Fengyi palace for dinner tonight. Let's prepare first. What can I do for you, madam?"

"Go down and prepare. There is no order in the palace." Fang Yan shouted. LAN Haotian will come to Fengyi palace for dinner. As the queen, she is not surprised. Just be casual.

The maid in waiting was ordered to step back. Fang Yan stood up, looked at the pile of rice paper and sighed, "it really took a lot of effort to draw this picture for Khan before. Now it's good to talk nonsense at will."

For Fang Yan's talent, Zixi was a little proud: "that's nature. We don't look at who the queen of canglan country is. Naturally, she is erudite."

"You......" Fang Yan pinched Zixi's small nose. At last, he finished painting and could change back to Henjin. Fang Yan's mood couldn't help but follow him. For a moment, he could joke.

Zixi smiled and ran to open the door for Fang Yan. The master and servant came out of the study after a boring day.

"I don't know how to send these drawings to those people." as soon as she came out, Zixi looked at these drawings in a lonely way. For so many days, no matter how they find it, they just can't find the people of the crown prince. It's those people who contact them.

They are in the morning and those people are in the dark. They don't know whether the prince has eaten well or slept well these days.

At this time, Fang Yan was somewhat open: "wait, they will be more eager than us."

The dinner was very. Fang Yan changed his sad face a few days ago and ate with LAN Haotian. LAN Haotian looked at Fang Yan secretly and found that she was no different from the past, as if the person who impulsively jumped into the lotus pool a few days ago was not her.

"Are you feeling better these days?" Lan Haotian asked tentatively.

Fang Yan was slightly stunned and immediately replied, "thanks for Khan's concern. My concubine is much better."

"That's good. Don't hold back. Tell me I'll make decisions for you." Lan Haotian is rarely so gentle. It makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Thanks again. Fang Yan just ate for himself and didn't say much. On the contrary, LAN Haotian looked around as if he was looking for something. Fang Yan wanted to ask, but didn't ask.

After all, LAN Haotian said: "by the way, why haven't you seen hate Jin these days?"

Click.

Fang Yan didn't hold one of the chopsticks firmly and fell in response.

Zixi, who was standing on one side, was also cluttering in his heart, but his reaction was also fast. He squatted down and helped Fang Yan pick up the chopsticks, put on a new pair, put it in front of Fang Yan, and said: "the crown prince said that he had found a fun place these days and had to go and have a look every day. It is estimated that he should be back soon."

Zixi's voice was deliberately loud, so that Fang Yan, who was stunned, immediately came back to his mind and followed Zixi's words: "yes, children love to play. The left and right sides of the palace are small and heavily guarded, so the ministers and concubines let him go."

"I have to pay more attention to his homework occasionally. Besides, although the imperial palace is heavily guarded, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will treat hate Jin with a villain's heart. He is my son and the crown prince of canglan country." after listening to Zixi's words just now, LAN Haotian's eyes are obviously dark. While talking, he looks directly at Fang Yan, as if he wants to look into the hearts of people close to him. Even at the end of the sentence, he heavily accentuated the words, and Fang Yan's heart jumped wildly.

Fang Yan didn't understand what he meant. His son, the crown prince of canglan country. These words kill the heart word by word. However, with so many palace maids nearby, she couldn't say anything or refute anything, so she had to say yes.

The frightened meal was finally finished. I thought LAN Haotian would go to the imperial study to approve the folding after the meal. Unexpectedly, he didn't leave, but sat down in Fang Yan's bedroom and asked Zixi to prepare for bathing and dressing.