Xue Xichen touched her chin, as if she was thinking seriously. She tilted her head, thinking hard, and said seriously: "The prince is actually not bad... he is handsome... he is rich, powerful and status... the most important thing is .I will become an emperor in the future... This looks really good."
Feng Biqing asked half-seriously: "How about it? Why don't you think about it?"
"Consider it. Of course. You have to consider it." Xue Xichen nodded seriously and suddenly said, "It's a pity. I think that my qualifications are still weak. I can't control the dragons and phoenixes of people like the prince. People who I can't control. My principle is...never touch it."
"Xue Mei Tong..." Feng Biqing's eyes were half-squinted and she smiled coldly. "I should still call you Xue Xichen. Maybe you like this name better."
Xue Xichen raised her eyebrows. She was not surprised that Feng Biqing knew.
If that person is really Feng Biqing's...it's not surprising that Feng Biqing knows her true identity.
Do you have to pretend to be stupid? It's not necessary.
Xue Xichen smiled and replied calmly: "My lord, Xue Xichen is dead. Don't you know? Xue Xichen failed to assassinate the emperor and jumped off the nine-layer pagoda. There is no trace of his body left."
"Oh. So what about Xue Gehen? Or...Miss Xue'er." Feng Biqing smiled with a treacherous look on her face.
Xue Xichen raised her eyebrows lightly. Feng Biqing indeed knew everything. It seemed that it was indeed that person. However, she could not imagine the reason why that person did this.
Xue Xichen replied tepidly: "Your Majesty, it's better to call me 'Meitong'. There is only Xue Meitong in the palace. There are no other women."
Feng Biqing said slowly: "Xue Xichen...Mother Yi Tianxia's destiny...It seems that Wang Cao's decree is indeed true. I just don't know if his other decree...is accurate."
Feng Biqing refers to one's own emperor's destiny.
Xue Xichen raised her eyebrows and smiled sarcastically. "Hasn't the prince been waiting for so many years? Why has he suddenly become so impatient? Since the world is already under the control of the prince, is the prince still afraid of waiting any longer? How many days?"
Feng Biqing was half-truthful and half-false. She seemed to be sighing but not sighing. "It is true that the nights are long and there are many dreams. What's more... seeing Miss Xue'er... I can't help but worry..."
"The prince is joking. I am just a weak woman with no strength. She depends on men for food and clothing. How can she stop the prince from his ambition to dominate the world."
"Miss Xue'er is too modest. Others may not know it. How can I not know it? Miss Xue'er has done a lot of 'great achievements'."
"My lord, your cunning and scheming are unparalleled."
"Miss Xue'er, you really don't want to consider it. I sincerely invite Miss Xue'er to cooperate with me."
Xue Xichen raised her hand and said, "Your Majesty, I am a businessman. I don't do business at a loss."
Feng Biqing's expression did not change. She said leisurely: "Miss Xue'er, you might as well make a price and let me hear it."
Xue Xichen pointed out coolly, "Since the prince wants Feng Qingge's life, then I'm afraid we can't continue discussing this business."
"Oh. I thought that after Feng Qingge hurt Miss Xue'er so cruelly, Miss Xue'er would stand firmly on my side. But I didn't expect..." Feng Biqing laughed mockingly. "Xue'er You girl is indeed a love-struck person. She has never forgotten her love for Feng Qingge."
Xue Xichen replied tepidly: "There is no way. I am just a solid person. I have determined it for the rest of my life. Even if I want to change it, I can't change it."
"Feng Qingge is so lucky. It's a pity that he doesn't know how to cherish it."
"Men are just cheap. The more you value him, the less he will cherish you. When you leave one day, he will wake up..."
"Miss Xue'er is waiting for the moment Feng Qingge wakes up."
Maybe... Feng Qingge has woken up.
Xue Xichen thought secretly.
Xue Xichen lowered her eyes and refused calmly. "Your Majesty, thank you for your kindness. Charming Tong... I'm afraid I can only live up to Your Majesty's love."
Feng Biqing never thought that Xue Xichen would be used by him. It was just an attempt to persuade him. If Xue Xichen really changed his original intention so easily, maybe he wouldn't appreciate Xue Xi as much as he does now. It's chen.
"If Miss Xue'er figures it out one day, you might as well come to me. My door will always be open to Miss Xue'er." Although, he knew that such a day would never come.
Xue Xichen smiled. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love."
"Okay. I won't disturb Miss Xue'er's leisure time of admiring flowers."
"My lord, walk slowly."
"Miss Xue'er, just take care of yourself."
After that, Feng Biqing put her hands behind her back and left proudly.
Standing behind Feng Biqing, looking at Feng Biqing's retreating figure, Xue Xichen's eyes cast a deep haze.
Feng Biqing. Sure enough, he has already taken action.
This time, facing Feng Biqing who came prepared, can she protect Feng Qingge?
Xue Xichen had no idea at all.
Maybe...it's time for her to meet that person...
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As a queen, living in the harem, and having to meet courtiers, summoning him at will might cause criticism. Especially, that person's identity is so special. Therefore, Xue Xichen decided to meet by chance.
In the Imperial Garden, where has the best view is the Moon Worship Pavilion. This is an octagonal pavilion built on a rockery. From a high position, you can have a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery. There is a path under the pavilion, which is the only way to the Imperial Study Room. After Lu Xue Xichen ordered the maid to serve the piano, she quietly sat on the low stool in the pavilion and played the piano calmly.
I haven’t played the piano for a long time. Fortunately, my fingering is not unfamiliar. The leisurely melody has a hint of resentment. The rainy Longjing tea in the teapot on the stone table is steaming slightly. There is a faint fragrance of tea in the air. The fresh melody is like this The faint aroma of tea, although not strong, is memorable for a long time.
Xue Xichen played the piano leisurely and leisurely, waiting for the person she was waiting for.
The faint sound of the flute came from the distance. It was in harmony with the sound of her piano. It was lingering and pitiful. Xue Xichen's heart moved and she continued to play the piano leisurely. The sound of the flute chased the sound of her piano, following her like a shadow, gracefully. It's beautiful. There are people with such skill on the piano. In a large palace, I'm afraid there are only Feng Qingge, Feng Biqing and Xiao Liuyue.
She had already met Feng Biqing just now. Presumably, Feng Biqing had left the palace at this time. The person she wanted to make peace with was not Feng Biqing.
As for Feng Qingge...he should be handling court affairs in the imperial study at this time. It won't be him.
There is only one person left.
The one she was waiting for.
The fingertips stopped on the strings. Xue Xichen stood up and sat quietly on the guardrail nearby. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at a young man walking gracefully not far away. A clear smile appeared on the corners of his lips. He saw that the man was holding a hand. A jade flute was placed to her lips and played slowly. The figure was so familiar that it was difficult for her to forget even if she wanted to.