Feng Qingchen had no choice but to accept someone like Yuan Xi when she met him. If Yuan Xi really sent someone to propose marriage, she could only find a way to refuse. Anyway, she would not marry Mr. Yuan Xi. She couldn't handle it.
What kind of music score is there for "Blue Sea and Sky"?
As soon as she left the imperial garden, there were palace servants waiting for her to lead her out of the palace. It was still a remote path, so nothing about bumping into the nobles happened. Feng Qingchen arrived at the place where the horse was parked smoothly.
"Miss Qingchen, please get in the car." The little eunuch knew that Feng Qingchen was stealing the show today, so his tone was much more respectful than usual.
Feng Qingchen rewarded Su Wan as usual, and did not become frivolous just because he had won a round against Su Wan. When he stepped onto the carriage, Feng Qingchen froze. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and after seeing the people in the carriage clearly, she sat down as if nothing had happened.
Go down.
"Let's go." Feng Qingchen ordered.
When the carriage started to move, Feng Qingchen said: "Qingchen didn't know His Highness was here, so he offended His Highness. Please forgive me." Feng Qingchen knew very well that the driver must be the Prince's man, so there was no need to worry.
"No need to be polite." The prince waved his hand, his pale face looking a bit gloomy in the dark carriage.
Feng Qingchen was puzzled. Her Buddha statue should have allowed the emperor to commend the prince. How could the prince be unhappy?
"What? You can't understand why I'm here?" The prince looked at Feng Qingchen's stunned look and laughed at himself. He didn't even say "I" and just called him "me".
"Shouldn't His Highness be in the palace at this time? The Emperor should ask His Highness about the Bingxian Qin." There is a Buddha statue in the solid Qin, which is a good thing.
"About scolding Bingxianqin, huh, my father scolded me for seeking favors." The prince leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes to hide the sadness in his eyes.
"How could it be?" Feng Qingchen couldn't believe what she heard. How could the emperor say this? It was obvious that the prince respected his father.
"What's wrong? I don't like him. I block the way of his beloved son. Whatever I do is wrong in his eyes." The prince felt bitter in his heart, but he didn't say it and there was no one he could talk to. Feng Qingchen
It was luck today, I happened to meet the prince and wanted to say something, and she was here.
"Your Highness, please forgive me. It was Qingchen who made the decision without authorization, which is why Your Highness was reprimanded by the Emperor." Feng Qingchen stood up immediately, as if he was going to kneel down to apologize.
"Qingchen doesn't need to be polite. It's too late for me to thank you for what happened this time, so how can I blame you?" The prince gave him a hand, and Feng Qingchen was not coquettish either. She had no intention of actually kneeling down. The carriage was so small.
, where can she kneel down?
"After all, it was because of Qingchen that the prince was reprimanded by the emperor. Qingchen felt guilty." Feng Qingchen showed the prince a look of guilt.
A prince who was born with a heart disease and a prince who was rejected by the emperor. Feng Qingchen sympathized with him, but she could only sympathize with him. She did not have the idea of a holy mother and thought that she could help the prince. This time, she only helped the prince to protect herself.
"Qingchen, there is no need to say any more. I know in my heart that if it hadn't been for you this time, I probably wouldn't have faced the rebuke from my father. Qingchen, what is the original thing in the Bingxian Qin?" After talking for a long time, the prince finally asked.
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"Your Highness, do you really want to know?" Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing.
"Tell me, what is it? I want to be mentally prepared. Even if I don't live long, it doesn't matter. I can't get some things, but if you want to grab them, you should wait until I die." The people in the royal family are all proud.
The prince is no exception. He would rather die with his identity as prince than allow anyone to take it away from him while he is alive.
"Witchcraft. There is a witchcraft doll with the emperor's name and birthday written on it, as well as a piece of dragon robe cloth and a few hairs placed in the Bingxian Qin."
"The witchcraft doll that cursed my father, are they trying to force me to death?" A thin layer of sweat broke out on the prince's forehead, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, followed by anger. His right hand was clenched into a fist, and his knuckles were numb.
Bai, the prince tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
Fortunately, fortunately, Feng Qingchen discovered it. If it was a witchcraft doll that fell out of the Bingxian Qin, there would be no need to investigate, he would be dead.
The emperor hates these dirty things the most. This is a capital crime for murdering the emperor. Does the queen want to accuse him of patricide?
"Your Highness, please put your health first and never get angry." Feng Qingchen quickly comforted the prince. If the prince got sick from anger, she would be the sinner.
Heart disease is something that can kill people if they are extremely angry. The prince died in her carriage, and she couldn't explain it with a thousand mouths.
Huhu...
The prince took a breath quickly to calm down his mood, and kept telling himself that he could not be angry. Once anger caused old diseases, it would be painful for relatives and happy for enemies.
"They are going too far. I am the eldest son of the royal family. My father is in his prime. No matter how anxious they are, they still have to be restrained." There are no harmful secrets in the palace, but no one dares to use witchcraft.
The art of poison.
What the emperor hates most today is the art of witchcraft. Ten years ago, the emperor had a bloodbath in the harem due to the witchcraft dolls. Anyone who was contaminated, regardless of whether there was evidence or not, had their homes confiscated and their families exterminated.
The emperor was so angry that he lay down his body thousands of miles away. Using witchcraft to kill the emperor was a capital crime. Unless he rebelled, there was absolutely no way for him to survive. This time, the ice string harp he offered fell apart and revealed the witchcraft. Not to mention
If it were him, his mother's family would also suffer.
The prince's eyes were red and filled with murderous intent. Feng Qingchen looked at his nose, nose and heart, silently. When the prince calmed down completely, he said: "Your Highness, the seven silk threads are still in Qingchen's house. If your Highness is free today,
, Qingchen wants to return it to His Highness personally."
Feng Qingchen tactfully told the prince that she was going to hand over the witchcraft doll to the prince. She knew very well that only the prince could handle this kind of thing with his own hands before he would feel at ease.
"Qingchen is interested." The prince did not refuse, nodded, and calmed down.
Seeing how freely the prince showed his emotions, Feng Qingchen was very suspicious. The prince was most likely pretending to be angry in front of her. From the queen's expression, the prince most likely had already guessed what she was doing.
However, these had nothing to do with her. She only knew that after giving the witchcraft doll to the prince, the matter would be over and she would not have to worry about being implicated.
Thinking of today's danger and the prince's fright after hearing the witchcraft, Feng Qingchen was extremely glad that she listened to Lan Jiuqing's words.
That night, when she took off the strings, she accidentally discovered the hidden button of the Bingxian Qin. Both she and Lan Jiuqing couldn't help but marvel at each other's ingenuity, actually placing the mechanism where the strings were installed, and also having to remove it.
Only the strings can be seen.
Most people would never think of taking out the strings of the Bingxian Qin. After all, once the strings are taken off, they cannot be put back on. This is why Feng Qingchen was so courageous and dared to destroy the Qin that the prince presented to the emperor.
After all the seven strings were removed, Lan Jiuqing used skill to open the piano. He found that it was a solid wood piano but he could open it. However, a piece of the piano body was hollowed out in the middle. This hollowed out part was used by someone.
A witchcraft doll of the same weight was replaced.
When she saw the witchcraft doll, Feng Qingchen's first reaction was to lower her head. Although she was a little surprised, she was not panicked. She believed that there were all kinds of strange and vicious methods in the world, but she also believed that this thing wanted to harm people.
It's not that simple.
But Lan Jiuqing changed his face on the spot. Through the mask, Feng Qingchen could feel Lan Jiuqing's worry.
It wasn't until Lan Jiuqing said that this thing was of great importance, and that it would be a serious crime to confiscate the family and exterminate the family, that Feng Qingchen started to pay attention to it. At the same time, he was extremely lucky to be lucky. If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't play the piano, she would have wanted to use the stringless piano.
Even if she diverts everyone's attention, she won't remove the strings.
After rejoicing, Feng Qingchen began to think of countermeasures. At that time, she wanted to use the trick and change the name and birth date on the witchcraft doll to the prince's, so that the blame could be put on the queen, and the queen could not explain it clearly, but
Lan Jiuqing disagreed, saying that even if the matter was successful, the prince would not let her go.
Lan Jiuqing knows this better than Feng Qingchen. If the prince's name is written on this witch-gu doll, if something happens to the prince in the future, he will definitely be blamed.
On Feng Qingchen.
"If you can't write the prince, then write my name. When the witchcraft doll falls out, it will be my name and birthday. The emperor will not blame the prince." Feng Qingchen knew that there was a fall in his head.
, witchcraft, curse, but I don’t think such a doll is useful. Besides, apart from the name and birth date, the hair on it is not my own, so what does it have to do with it.
But Lan Jiuqing firmly disagrees. It is better to believe in the existence of witchcraft than in its absence. Besides, there have been people who died after being cursed by witchcraft in the past. This kind of thing cannot be easily mixed up.
Feng Qingchen thought about it. If something happened, he would cry to death without finding a place, so he gave up the idea of using himself to frame the queen.
Finally, the two of them discussed it and decided to change it to something auspicious. A Buddha statue came out of the Bingxianqin. On the Buddha statue was written "God bless my emperor". Now there would be no mistake. Maybe the prince could get the emperor's favor for it.
Pay attention to.
Lan Jiuqing immediately went to find Su Wenqing and basically rummaged through Su Wenqing's collection before he found a suitable Buddha statue. After they finished it, it was already broad daylight and they had no time to tell the prince about it.
As a result, the prince was actually reprimanded by the emperor. Feng Qingchen couldn't understand it. She could only say that there was no father or son in the Tian family. Fortunately, after giving the witchcraft doll to the prince, this matter had nothing to do with her...
After seeing off the prince and settling the matter of the witchcraft doll, Feng Qingchen's heavy weight also fell. He almost didn't sleep all night last night and relied on thick powder to cover up the haggard look on his face. Feng Qingchen
Without saying a word, Chen closed the door and went to sleep, preparing to recharge herself for tomorrow's battle. As for the rumors in the city, she ignored them.
She defeated Su Wan today and was in the limelight. There was no need to go out and show off...