Feng Zheliang returned to the palace first. Because he was in a hurry to see Shangguan Hui, he didn't even have time to change his official uniform, so he hurriedly walked towards the room where Shangguan Hui was.
"Hui'er!"
Before the person arrived, the sound came first, which showed his eagerness.
"Prince? I wish you a blessing to the prince." When the maid Qingying, who was cleaning the room, saw him, she hurriedly greeted her.
"Where is her?"
Feng Zheliang glanced around the room, but did not find the figure that was fascinating to him.
"Did the prince ask the princess? She went back to the prime minister's mansion after breakfast." Qingying told the truth.
"Go back to the prime minister's mansion?" Feng Zheliang frowned unhappily, his eyes gloomy, and Qingying was so scared that she didn't dare to breathe.
"But Shangguan Wenyong sent someone to pick him up?"
Qingying shook her head quickly and replied with a trembling voice, "Yes, it's the princess who wants to go back by herself."
Hui'er wants to go back by herself?
"Then what did she leave before she left?" Feng Zheliang's eyebrows frowned even more, guessing that Hui'er might be going to get something when she returned to the prime minister's mansion, or wanted to take Qing'er's girl over. Hui'er and
Qing'er's girl is like a sister, and she probably feels uncomfortable without Qing'er around her. If this is the case, Hui'er must have left him a message before leaving.
"No, the princess didn't leave a word."
"I didn't say anything?" Feng Zheliang raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Nothing said!"
Feng Zheliang felt a little uneasy in his heart. He felt inexplicably that something bad was about to happen. Now that Hui'er's actions last night, including her farewell this morning, looked a little strange.
What exactly happened? It made Hui'er, who has always been shy, take the initiative to devote herself to him...
As he stared at his eyebrows, Feng Zheliang's expression gradually revealed a deep coldness. Almost immediately, he turned around and strided, rode his horse and rushed towards Shangguan Mansion.
Imperial Palace Study Room
Xiao Cong entered the study and found that there was no one. He looked around and confirmed that there was no one. He walked to a wall with landscape paintings hanging. He didn't know how he activated the mechanism. The wall flipped, and there was a different world inside.
After Xiao Cong walked into the dark room, the wall returned to its original state. However, he never expected that his actions had not escaped Xiao Tianxiang's eyes hiding on the beams and pillars.
Xiao Tianxiang jumped gently and landed silently. He walked to the position where Xiao Cong was standing just now, and learned his movements to open the dark room mechanism. He curled the corners of his mouth coldly, although he had always felt that there was a relationship between his father and the emperor.
Some unknown connection, but there is no evidence to follow. Now it seems that something is really strange...
Walking through a long and cold narrow corridor, Xiao Cong stood in front of a hard and cold stone door, and gently rotated the switch on the stone door with his hand. The stone door made a muffled sound and opened.
He walked into it and saw a man sitting upright beside the round stone table in the stone room. A precious white jade chessboard was placed beside the stone table, and his slender hands held white and black chess pieces one by one and placed them on the chessboard.
superior.
The man had a handsome face, a calm expression, and sat upright, with indescribable elegance and dignity. This man was the one who stole the dragon throne, Chu Yan.
This is a secret that only Xiao Cong knows. Even Feng Zheliang never knew that the "Jiangling Young Master" whom he once regarded as a friend was actually Chu Yan, the eldest son of Chu Yi, the Marquis of Jinnan.