At this time, the dormitory became extremely quiet. Qi Jingyang was sitting on the main hall, his eyes slightly opened, but it didn't seem like he was looking at Yu Chen. However, Yu Chen could feel the needles on his back, and he only knew that this was his only

An opportunity.

When Qi Jingyang had an accident, Yu Chen and Dai Wang were not in Beijing because some things delayed their return. Moreover, when the accident happened, Qi Jingyang did not contact them to come back. Prime Minister Lu was still there at the time, and even he could not do anything.

, what can Yu Chen and Dai Wang do?

It wasn't until Prime Minister Lu passed away that Yu Chen and Dai Wang thought that things were getting serious. Now that Prime Minister Lu was dead, Qi Jingyang was left alone and helpless.

They heard on the way that Qi Jingqin and Liang Fengmian won the battle. The head of the hundred officials was the prime minister, so he became the position of Qin Yuandao. Who was Qin Yuandao? He was Liang Fengmian's good friend. They were in the officialdom

Above all, both civil and military, after Lu Gaohong's death, all avenues for Qi Jingyang and Qi Jingqin to fight were cut off.

Liang Huanqing is Liang Fengmian's only daughter. There are rumors in Beijing that Liang Fengmian loves this eldest lady very much. Liang Huanqing married Qi Jingqin. Qi Jingqin is equivalent to sitting on the empire that the Liang family has laid for the emperor. Not to mention that Liang Fengmian is now helping him.

Now, Qi Jingqin is about to ascend the throne. Even if Qi Jingyang really ascends the throne, he may not be comfortable sitting on the throne.

If Qi Jingyang doesn't use Qi Jingqin, can he really not use Liang Fengmian? Even if he agrees, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty may not agree. When a war breaks out, doesn't this general have to come forward? The enemy just listens to him.

His name means that he is frightened by the news. There is no general in this dynasty who can compete with Liang Fengmian for the time being. It is because others cannot replace him, so he is particularly precious.

After Qin Yuandao took the position of prime minister, it goes without saying that he would take the initiative to help Qi Jingqin. Even if he wanted to side with Qi Jingyang, he had to look at Liang Fengmian's face, right?

Yu Chen and Dai Wang saw that Prince Cong's current situation was indeed difficult, but it was not a bad idea to give it a try.

Yu Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and raised his eyes to look at Prince Cong. He was still a little scared in his heart. The water glass that Prince Cong threw at him just now hurt his forehead. Now that he has calmed down, it is even more...

It seemed painful.

Qi Jingyang was still sitting there waiting for him to speak, but it was not that simple to say it. If Yu Chen just wanted to lie like this just to save his own life, Qi Jingyang would not be able to spare him.

It's already midnight, and in a short time, it will be March 31st. This day is nothing to them, and they don't know what will happen tomorrow. This night may be different, but for them

It's the same for many people.

Qi Jingyang lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, then blew away the dust on them and asked, "Have you thought about it? How can I say it, Captain Yu Dayan?"

Qi Jingyang's voice was tepid, and he couldn't tell what his emotions were, but he could tell from it that Qi Jingyang was holding back some things, as if he might not be able to hold back his emotions now, but he was still holding back.

Yu Chen was also frightened. Hearing what Prince Cong said, everyone broke into a cold sweat for Yu Chen. Both Kong Yan and Dai Wang looked at Yu Chen, wanting to know what he would say next.

The current Prince Cong is very angry. Although he has calmed down now, Kong Yan has been by Qi Jingyang's side and knows Qi Jingyang's temper. It seems that he has calmed down now, but there is no guarantee when this temper will come back.

Well, if Yu Chen says the wrong thing again, I'm afraid he will lose his head again.

Kong Yan was worried about him on the side, and Yu Chen was not idle either. It's just that these words he said now were just empty talk.

Yu Chen had thought everything out before he came to Beijing. He didn't expect that something like this would happen after he came to Beijing. Prince Cong didn't hate Qi Jingqin as much as he thought. Looking at it like this, some of the hatred was gone.

Yu Chen didn't know what to do.

But now that it was time to talk, Yu Chen told him all about his plan to kill Qi Jingqin. Qi Jingyang listened, smacked his lips, and said: "This is different from what the Crown Princess thought at the time.

It’s the same…”

"Don't worry, Your Highness the Prince! I will definitely do the job well!" Seeing that Qi Jingyang seemed to have some thoughts, Yu Chen said hurriedly because he was worried that he would regret it.

"Then tell me, when should we kill him?" Qi Jingyang looked at the jade ring in his hand and said, "We can't wait until he ascends the throne, right?"

"Your Highness, my subordinates are thinking that as long as the emperor... we can take action... There is no need to worry about the military strength. Prince, as long as we kill him by surprise, my subordinates, with these extraordinary talents in the world, will surely

That’s enough!” Yu Chen said.

Qi Jingyang nodded, then stood up, looked at the reddish moon outside the window, and said: "Then... let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Now that I have reached this point, what do I have to be afraid of? They were not afraid before.

Passed."

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At this time, in the Yichun Hall, the remaining days were like days for Xia Rongxin, and she was counting every minute.

Thinking that Qi Bingyu was still struggling, Xia Rongxin was not as happy as she had imagined. Now that the sky was getting darker, Qi Bingyu thought that life was slowly fading away. At this time, Shen Tuchen must be sitting next to him and watching, Xia Rongxin

She couldn't go, she couldn't bear to see him die like this.

When she gave birth to Qi Jingqin, her family came all the way from Qinhuai. In the letter, Xia Rongxin asked them to bring the clothes she wore in the boudoir. Xia Rongxin thought about how she, who was not yet married, was once a daredevil.

A woman who loves and dares to hate.

Xia Rongxin thought about how she dressed up in the boudoir, which could be regarded as an explanation to herself who had been in jail. After tonight, she would no longer be the Xia Rongxin she used to be.

After Yun Xi helped her get dressed, Xia Rongxin stood in front of the mirror——

Wearing a sky-blue green smoked sweater, a pleated skirt with mist and green grass, and a thin thin veil of light blue green water, the shoulders are as if cut into a waist and the waist is as plain, and the skin is as blue as the fat, and the fibers are broken.

The waist is slightly stepped, the bright wrists are covered with light gauze, the eyes are full of clear spring water, and a hollow gold hairpin is inserted diagonally into the bun on the head, dotted with purple jade, tassels are sprinkled on the blue silk, the fragrant jade is tender and beautiful

More beautiful than flowers, her fingers are like peeled onions, her mouth is like vermilion, her every frown and smile touches the heart and soul, her face is like gelatin with spring water in her sleep, white jasmine smoke is covered with soft gauze, white floor-length smoke cage, plum blossom skirt, and body is tied with soft smoke.

Luo, it really has a bit of a powdery, crispy and delicate taste.

The long hair as black as a spring slid between the snow-white fingers, and was twisted into a bun. The jade hairpin was loosely tied up, and a golden hairpin was inserted into it. The long beaded ornaments hung down and swayed on the temples.

, the eyebrows are dark and dark, the skin is as white as grease without applying powder, the lips are pursed, as bright as a pill, the coral chain and the ruby ​​bracelet are gesticulating between the wrists, and finally the crimson bead chain is put on the white wrist, the white

As bright as snow, as red as fire, eye-catchingly bright, wearing a bright yellow skirt, tied with an emerald ribbon at the waist, showing off her graceful figure, wandering in front of the mirror, full of all kinds of charm.

She is also wearing a white floor-length dress, with pink patterns embroidered on the wide hem. On her arms is a ten-foot-long light purple gauze, and her slim waist is tied with a purple brocade belt trimmed with emeralds.

Her jet-black hair was tied up with a lavender ribbon, and a few strands of hair hung mischievously on her shoulders, making her skin that could be broken even more white. There was no makeup on her face, but it was fresh and moving.

His eyes are like water, but with a talkative coldness, and he seems to be able to see through everything. His fingers are slender, and his skin is like gelatin. There is pink in the snow white, and he seems to be able to squeeze out water. A pair of red lips, talking and smiling, and every move seems to be dancing.

, long hair hanging straight down to the ankles, untied hair, black hair dancing in the wind, emitting a fragrance, slender waist, slender limbs, with a fairy-like refined temperament, dressed in white clothes lying on the ground, with rusty butterfly dark patterns on it, one head of black hair is lightly decorated with butterfly tassels

She raised her eyebrows lightly, and the butterfly carved from a night pearl on her forehead emitted a faint light. Her eyebrows were lightly swept, and there was no powder on her face, but it still couldn't conceal her stunning appearance.

A crystal necklace around her neck made her collarbones feel clearer and clearer. The white jade bracelets on her wrists highlighted her snow-like skin. On her feet were a pair of gilt shoes decorated with precious stones. Her beautiful eyes looked like pale butterflies that had lost their breath in the darkness.

Indifferent, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as ethereal and gorgeous as fireworks.

His eyes are like water, but with a talkative coldness, and he seems to be able to see through everything. His fingers are slender, and his skin is like gelatin. There is pink in the snow white, and he seems to be able to squeeze out water. A pair of red lips, talking and smiling, and every move seems to be dancing.

, long hair hanging straight down to the ankles, untied hair, black hair dancing in the wind, emitting a fragrance, slender waist, slender limbs, with a fairy-like refined temperament, dressed in white clothes lying on the ground, with rusty butterfly dark patterns on it, one head of black hair is lightly decorated with butterfly tassels

She raised her eyebrows lightly, and the butterfly carved from a night pearl on her forehead gave off a faint light. Her eyebrows were lightly swept, and no powder was applied on her face, but she still couldn't conceal her stunning face. A crystal necklace around her neck made her collarbones clearer and her wrists even more clear.

The white jade bracelets on her clothes set off her snow-like skin, and a pair of gilt shoes on her feet were decorated with precious stones. Her beautiful eyes were like a pale butterfly that had lost its breath in the darkness. Her expression was indifferent, like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world, and the corners of her mouth were hooked.

A smile appeared, as ethereal and gorgeous as fireworks.

Xia Rongxin looked at herself in the mirror and regretted that she was only thinking about a new life now——

During the talent show that year, she wore a pale pink dress that was floor-length, with a thin waist bound by a cloud belt, which made her look slimmer. A seven-treasure coral hairpin in her hair made her face look like hibiscus.

She put on a pale pink dress and a plain white gauze top, which was also a standard show girl makeup. The outfit was extremely elegant, and when the wind blew, it looked a little thin, and also contained a hint of sadness.

Her face is extremely gorgeous, with a pair of phoenix eyes that are naturally charming, but also awe-inspiring. Her black hair is combed into a gorgeous bun, which is gorgeous and graceful. The little finger-sized pearl is as bright as snow, and stars are twinkling in her hair. Lotus flowers are coming.

In front of the palace, Rourou leaned down, waved her handkerchief, and followed everyone and said: "My maid, Xia Rongxin, would like to send my regards to the emperor. May the emperor be blessed with peace and prosperity."

According to the words of the Queen Mother at that time, it was - a large peony in emerald green smoked gauze, a meandering pink narcissus scattered flower and green leaf skirt that swept the floor, and a thin smoky green gauze with golden silk. The low-hanging temples were inserted at an angle and inlaid with pearls and jasper, and the flower face and the moon look like water hibiscus.

.

It is said that the capital of Xia has raised a good daughter, and all the beautiful ladies here are envious of her.

When performing her talent, she lightly picked up the silver strings with her beautiful hands and played the guqin with both hands. The sound was beautiful and rhythmic, like the sound of nature. After a long time, she finished playing the piece and stood up slowly.

, the king on the stage just stared at her intently.

The long, fine black hair is often draped over the shoulders, giving it a slightly softer look. Sometimes the long hair is loosely combed, showing a different kind of style. It suddenly changes from mature to cute, giving people a new feeling of love and pity. It is pure and white.

Her skin is like a freshly peeled egg, her big eyes twinkle as if they can talk, her small red lips are more distinct from the white color of her skin, a pair of small dimples are evenly distributed on both sides of her cheeks, she smiles lightly,

The dimples are looming on the cheeks, and they are as cute as a fairy.

Xia Rongxin stood in front of the mirror, thinking back on her life, a lifetime of refinement and dignity...

When she met the emperor in the imperial garden, she was wearing a long dark blue brocade dress with white plum blossoms embroidered on the skirt. She used a white brocade belt to tie up her uncontrollable slender waist. She tied the black

Her hair was tied into a bun with only a plum-blossom white jade hairpin inserted. Although it was simple, she looked fresh and elegant. She was washing herself in the mirror. She applied a thin layer of powder on her face, and she was wearing a light blue palace dress with silk double-cupped clouds. Her head was tilted.

Wearing a newly picked white plum hairpin, in addition to an exquisite jasper hairpin decorated with thin silver wire beaded tassels, she walked in lotus steps.

Then she gave birth to Qi Jingqin. She did not like the beauty of purple and red, but only loved the green smoked sweater, the pleated skirt of mist and green grass, and the thin veil of green water.

Ruo Ningzhi Qi is like orchid. But it is also charming, boneless and beautiful.

The green snail eyebrows are long and black, and the beaded flower tassels are abandoned. The three thousand blue silk hairs are only tied up with a finely carved plum hairpin, which is lightly tinged with plum blossoms.

It smells like the mist-like aura of Wushan Mountain.

Let the tears flow, so what? When Yun Xi saw him, he quickly took out the guqin. Xia Rongxin and Yang Suying met because of her good piano skills. Although she was not as good as Yang Suying, Xia Rongxin still remembered the music. Regardless of her identity, she was unwilling to

Dance these again.

At this time, I was feeling gloomy, and this was the only way to resolve it. As I thought, a pair of plain hands touched the piano, sometimes slowly and sometimes urgently, like a butterfly flying on the strings, and softly chanted: "The Five Lakes Drunken Moon..."

Zuiyue Wuhu... grew up in Houmen and received his favor..."

It is a song "Five Lakes Drunken in the Moon". The song of silk and bamboo is like a thin and bright silk, smooth and dense, extending quietly; stretching, stretching again - just like this, soft and graceful, passing through Yongxiang,

After passing Shanglin Garden, passing the Taiye Lake Islands, and passing every pavilion and pavilion where the concubines lived, they were all pervasive and penetrated into people's hearts. I thought that maybe Qi Bingyu would also hear the sweet sound of the piano, and this counts.
To be continued...