In the majestic and majestic palace, the long corridors are like a belt, twisting and turning, and the eaves are high. The white stone flower path leads to the quiet poolside. There is a beautiful octagonal pavilion on the pool, surrounded by light smoke, fragrant mist, and gentle breeze.
The gauze curtains in the pavilion dance.
Amid the haze, a man in white clothes stood comfortably in the pavilion, his eyes half-closed, a slight smile on his lips, his soft face looking peaceful. The clouds were light and the wind was clear, free and easy.
"What did you find?"
The cold eyes are distant and hard to catch, and the deep voice is soft but without any warmth.
"Back to King Jing, all the imperial doctors are helpless about his illness."
Beside him, a man in black hid in the shadows and replied respectfully.
A trace of suspicion flashed across his eyes, but he recovered in an instant, "Where is King Qing?"
"He still keeps the Lan family siblings in the house. So far there has been no movement."
Suddenly, the man in white glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and the man in black disappeared in an instant.
"Third brother, I'm in a good mood."
The man who spoke was about thirty years old. He walked into the pavilion steadily. He had white boots, dark brocade clothes, a golden crown inlaid with jewels, and a bronze complexion. His eyes were like stars, and he had eyes that were as deep as the stars.
"It's the eldest brother," Wan Qijing, the man in white, slowly turned around with a gentle smile and raised his hand to signal, "Brother, please sit down."
The person who came was none other than King Fan Wan Qi Fan. He sat on the stone chair, took the teacup handed over by Wan Qi Jing, took a sip, and said as if gossiping, "Third brother, I heard that seventh brother has returned to the palace."
"Haha, is that right?" Wan Qijing smiled lightly, "It will be good to come back. I don't know if his condition will be better."
Wan Qifan raised his eyebrows slightly, "You don't know?"
Wan Qijing raised his eyes slightly and unfolded the paper fan in his hand, "What should I know?"
"The imperial doctor said that the seventh brother's illness has become more serious. It may be..." Although he said it sarcastically, his eyes were still fixed on him, and he was patrolling, as if looking for some clues.
"Oh." Wan Qijing was neither surprised nor surprised, but responded lightly.
"Third brother's reaction is too cold." Wan Qifan looked away calmly, "After all, we are all close brothers, so you are not worried about seventh brother?"
"Life or death is determined by fate, so what's the point of worrying?" Wan Qijing didn't care, his eyes were extremely indifferent, "It depends on your own destiny."
"Haha," Wan Qifan suddenly chuckled, as if he had found the answer he wanted, and his expression relaxed. Then he remembered another thing, "Did you know that a few days ago, the fourth brother went to the Fa
He saved the Lan family siblings."
"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Wan Qi Jing seemed to be interested.
"Yes, it's true. It is said that Miss Lan is the woman that the fourth brother has long admired, and she is very charming. The Lan family was beheaded by the rebels, and the fourth brother ignored his father's orders and openly went to the execution ground to save others."
Wan Qifan sneered disdainfully, "Some of the ministers in the court have made a big fuss about this matter and jointly signed a letter to the emperor. At this moment, the emperor is furious in the imperial study." There was no concealment of gloating in his words.
Wan Qijing said disapprovingly, "Fourth brother is always calm in situations, how could he make such a mistake?"
"Hmph, since ancient times heroes have always had a hard time with beauties." Wan Qifan glanced at him and said unhurriedly, "Now that my father is old, sooner or later the throne will be handed over to one of our brothers. The third brother has always
With a cold eye on the world and a careful mind, according to my third brother, who will get this honor?"
Wan Qijing shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Brother, isn't this making things difficult for me?"
"Haha," Wan Qifan smiled nonchalantly, "This is just a chat between you and me. The eldest brother just wants to hear your opinion." He looked at him firmly with his eyes, as if he must hear the answer.
Wan Qijing glanced at him and muttered slightly, "You and I are seven brothers. The second brother died young, the seventh brother is sick again, the sixth brother is used to idleness and does not want to be restrained; the fifth brother only likes to lead troops and fight;
Not to mention, I don’t have this ambition. In this way, only the eldest brother and the fourth brother are the father’s first choices for this throne.” Wanqi Jing paused slightly, then continued, “Brother, please forgive me for speaking frankly, in the father’s favor
In my heart, I seem to value my fourth brother more."