After rebirth, he became the regent's white moonlight

Chapter 227
"The daughter of the Taifu."

Zhan Wenjiang chuckled, and a mocking look flashed in his eyes. Just as the Taifu approached him, his daughter came directly to him. It seemed that he was very attached to the position of queen.

"Yes, the minister's daughter was ordered by her father to send the letter to His Highness. She never thought that His Highness was not in the mansion. Fortunately, His Highness's righteous sister brought the minister's daughter into the mansion, otherwise the minister would have no face to return to the palace."

Su Rourou pursed her lips and smiled, her clear and beautiful face looked extraordinarily weak against the sunlight, like a lotus flower in bud, infinitely shy.

"Your Highness has a really good relationship with Miss Feng, and they are a little closer than ordinary brothers and sisters. I'm really envious."

Su Rourou was not embarrassed to see Zhan Wenjiang ignoring her, but continued to speak with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhan Wenjiang's face turned pale.

"Since the letter has been delivered, please reply."

He waved his hand indifferently.

"My father told my servants to deliver the letter to His Highness by hand. This...is not very convenient."

Su Rourou secretly looked at Feng Xinlan and Liu Yiyi, her innocent eyes seemed to be expressing grievances, which made people feel pity.

Zhan Wenjiang frowned impatiently, it seemed that what was in front of him was not Su Rourou, known as the most beautiful woman in the capital, but an insignificant stranger.

"Third brother, I think I have something to do, wait for me, Yiyi, let's go."

Feng Xinlan looked at the two people who were at a stalemate, pursed her lips and spoke first, then turned around and entered the room with Liu Yiyi.

For some reason, she always felt that Su Rourou was very uncomfortable. Although she was well-educated and well-spoken, she just couldn't like it. If she had to say it, she felt that Su Rourou looked at Zhan Wenjiang very strangely, which made her uncomfortable.

"Go ahead."

Feng Xinlan's figure disappeared in front of his eyes, Zhan Wenjiang's face turned completely cold, and he said coldly to the girl in front of him, his tone seemed to freeze the air, making people shudder involuntarily.

"Your Highness, this is the letter that my father wants to hand over to His Highness. My father also said that if...if the minister's daughter becomes the queen, everything in the Taifu's mansion will be yours, including the Taifu's mansion and the things on paper." .”

Su Rourou took out a piece of paper from her bosom and handed it to him, said softly, carefully sizing up the handsome young man in front of her.

He was really good-looking, better looking than any man she had ever seen, especially those deep phoenix eyes, which seemed to contain countless secrets, which made people want to pry into them.

"Where did this come from?"

Zhan Wenjiang looked at the content on the paper, his eyes became colder, and his tone became much sharper. There seemed to be some kind of storm in the eyes that looked at Su Rourou.

"The courtier doesn't know, but the father asked the courtier to send it to His Highness, and he doesn't know the contents."

Su Rourou was frightened by his eyes, her face turned slightly pale, but she still insisted on speaking, but she didn't dare to look directly at him.

"You want to be queen?"

Zhan Wenjiang looked at her coldly, with a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

Su Rourou was stared at by his eyes and felt cold all over, her body couldn't help shaking.

She remembered that her father had warned her before that no matter what method she used, she must hold the back position in her own hands, otherwise it would be taken away by others, so even though she was afraid in her heart, she could only bite the bullet and nod.

"Go back and tell your father, if you don't see the address tonight, His Royal Highness will send troops to raid his house tomorrow morning."

"My daughter obeys."

Surprised, Su Rourou quickly saluted, turned around and left quickly.

"Third brother!?"

Feng Xinlan, who was waiting anxiously in the room, suddenly felt a cool body behind her, and she almost cried out in fright.

"Ah."

Zhan Wenjiang closed his eyes and replied, his voice was hoarse and low, as if he was suppressing certain emotions.

"Third brother, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Xinlan noticed his abnormality, reached out and touched his forehead, and asked worriedly.

"I know where my father, queen, mother and concubine are buried."

After a while, Zhan Wenjiang spoke softly, with a trace of imperceptible sadness in his tone.

"Really?! That's great. Let's choose a geomantic place to bury the father, queen, mother and concubine there, and then bury them in the ancestral grave. Let them rest in peace."

Feng Xinlan was overjoyed, her eyes were shining brightly.

"Is it written in the letter sent by Ms. Su just now? What conditions did they put forward? Will it be embarrassing?"

Seeing that he was silent, Feng Xinlan asked again, with a hint of nervousness in her voice.

"She's going to be queen."

Zhan Wenjiang said in a cold voice, the room fell into dead silence for an instant, as if the air had stopped circulating.

The "she" he was talking about was naturally Su Rourou just now.

"Third brother, did you agree?"

After being stunned for a while, Feng Xinlan lowered her head and asked in a low voice, with a tremor of impatience in her voice.

"Ah."

Zhan Wenjiang stared at the back of Feng Xinlan's head motionlessly, and replied in a deep voice.

Feng Xinlan's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. She bit her lip and tried to convince herself to be magnanimous. It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, not to mention his status. It won't be too difficult to get along, you must be prepared, you shouldn't be jealous, you should accept it generously.

Feng Xinlan kept hypnotizing herself to accept this fact, but she still couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes. Her hands were tightly pinching her sleeves, her nails were embedded in her flesh, and her heart was full of grievances.

Zhan Wenjiang looked at her struggling, felt a pain in his heart, regretted what he had said, put his arms around her, and said in a low voice:

"Don't cry, I didn't say I want to sit on the throne."

Hearing his words, Feng Xinlan's brain short-circuited instantly, and she looked up at him in a daze, but the tears in the corners of her eyes couldn't stop falling, rolling down her cheeks, and dripping onto his chest.

"What... what do you mean?"

Feng Xinlan tightly grasped his sleeve corners with her small hands, as if grasping the last straw, and asked in a slightly trembling voice.

"Since she wants to be a queen, let her do it. The emperor doesn't want me to do it, and it's not like you don't know that I don't like that position."

Zhan Wenjiang looked at her distressedly, reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, and said softly.

"The third brother doesn't like her?"

Feng Xinlan raised her head, looked into the depths of his eyes, saw the deep love in the depths of his eyes, and couldn't help but burst into ecstasy.

"Well, I only like someone who cries secretly, and insists on being magnanimous."

Zhan Wenjiang stretched out his finger to help her wipe the tears off her face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, with a pampering tone in his voice.

"what!"

Feng Xinlan couldn't help but exclaimed when she heard this, her cheeks were as red as overripe apples, her heart beat faster, and a shyness flashed in her eyes.

She must have looked ugly just now!

"Third brother, you are necrotic, disgusting!"

She pouted, pretending to be angry, but the sweetness and happiness in her tone could not be concealed.

With a smile on the corner of Zhan Wenjiang's mouth, he took her little hand in his and kissed it lightly, his eyes full of tenderness.

(End of this chapter)