The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"Eh? Where did the entourage go? The person who pretended to be 'King's Power' must be the taciturn entourage!"

Wan Lianxing unfolded his fan, and the smile on his face became brighter, "That's right."

"Your entourage also has this ability?"

"This is nothing. Disguise is not difficult."

"Then why don't you just carry the dying Princess Zhuoyang back with you? Even though she committed suicide, if she dies here with you, wouldn't that offend both Dalang and the Southern Yan Kingdom?"

"I have been enemies with them for a long time!"

"That being said, it wouldn't sound good if it got out!"

"Whether Princess Zhuoyang can escape death is still a question. If this person leaves my palace, he will die."

Cheng Feng looked at Wan Lianxing in surprise, "Uncle, I think you don't want Princess Zhuoyang to die, right? Are you and Princess Zhuoyang really having something going on?"

Hearing the sound, Wan Lianxing looked around like a thief, then rebuked Cheng Feng, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't say that again!"

Cheng Feng also imitated Wan Lianxing and looked around, "Uncle, you are such a sneaky guy, are you really up to something? If you like Princess Zhuoyang, why don't you take her into your harem? Why do you have to be so hypocritical!"

"That's not true. Don't make up stories. If your aunt hears this, she will definitely be suspicious."

"Uncle, since ancient times, kings have had three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines. What's the big deal if you add a few concubines? Even if my aunt is unhappy, she won't make a fuss with you!"

"Less trouble is worse than more trouble. My uncle has no feelings towards Princess Zhuoyang. I saved her not because I couldn't bear to see her die, but because her little maid Ling'er hugged my thigh and cried, and I couldn't help but feel sympathy. You also know that Princess Zhuoyang and her little maid Ling'er were both raised by me. The grudge between Emperor Dalang and I will not affect our children. I will settle the accounts with whoever is responsible."

"Even if the disaster doesn't affect your children, what do you plan to do with Princess Zhuoyang? Will you just keep her in the palace?"

"Whether she stays or goes away is a matter for the future. Now we have to see if she can survive."

Cheng Feng felt something was wrong when he heard this. "Uncle, Princess Zhuoyang must marry to the Southern Yan Kingdom! There are thousands of people waiting for her to be sent off!"

"I have discussed this with the Imperial Master, and there is a more suitable candidate to marry Princess Zhuoyang off."

"What? Lord Wang uses a fake one, but even Princess Zhuoyang has to use a fake one! How can this benefit you? You don't really like Princess Zhuoyang, do you? If you like her, just say it directly. Why go through all this trouble!"

"You think this is my selfish desire!"

Cheng Feng didn't say yes or no, but his meaning was very clear. Wan Lianxing felt helpless. "They have already delivered it to my door. I am just taking advantage of their trick. Since there is an opportunity to plant spies in the southern Yan Kingdom, I will certainly not miss it."

This is true, but is it necessary? "We have explosives, don't we have any concerns about attacking the southern Yan Kingdom?"

"Although we have powerful weapons, we cannot underestimate the enemy. It will take us two years to defeat Dalang, not to mention the Southern Yan Kingdom. The Southern Emperor is cruel, but diligent. He governs the Southern Yan Kingdom no worse than our Fengqi. He is not that easy to deal with! I must find a way to capture Guanzhong and get the saltpeter mine."

"Uncle, if you want to get the saltpeter mine in Guanzhong, then at least one-third of the southern Yan Kingdom will be yours."

"Guanzhong must belong to us, and the largest saltpeter mine must be in our hands. Therefore, I want to use the 'Princess Zhuoyang' who is going to marry the Southern Yan Kingdom to place my own people in the court of the Southern Yan Kingdom and disintegrate the Southern Yan Kingdom as soon as possible."

"It's a good idea, but who are you going to send to marry Princess Zhuoyang?"

"According to Princess Zhuoyang's maid Ling'er, when the envoy from the Southern Yan Kingdom came to see Princess Zhuoyang, he brought a painter to draw a portrait for her. On that day, Princess Zhuoyang mixed soot from the bottom of the pot into her makeup, so the person chosen must have a slightly darker complexion."

"Hei, if that's all you want, then it's easy to find a woman like this."

"Haha, there must be more requirements. This person must also understand the palace rules and be able to serve others."

"Well, you'd better choose this person carefully."

"I already have a choice."

"So fast! Who is it?"

"banana!"

"Basho? My son's little maid?"

Wan Lianxing glared at Cheng Feng with his narrow eyes when he heard the voice. Cheng Feng felt a chill on his back and immediately changed his words, "Your grandson's little maid Bajiao?"

"Hahahaha, that's her. She's dark enough!"

Cheng Feng nodded, "She is definitely very dark, and she is also very well-behaved. She can even recite the poems that your grandson taught her. If she were a man, she could have participated in this year's provincial examination."

Wan Lianxing couldn't stop laughing after hearing this, "In the past few years, Bajiao's training by Youning has indeed been quite effective. Sending such a sensible girl to the Southern Emperor will be of some use."

"Eh? You know what, she really looks a bit like Princess Zhuoyang."

"The Imperial Master checked Bajiao's bones and found out that this person is destined to be a phoenix!"

Huang Chenming has made no omissions. As long as Huang Chenming said it, it is almost correct.

"No wonder Huang Chenming checked Bajiao's face and teeth before you asked him to serve Cheng Youning in Hujia Village. It turns out that this man is useful."

Wan Lianxing smiled and said, "I just chose a lucky woman for Cheng Youning to serve by his side. I don't know if she is still useful."

The corners of Cheng Feng's mouth twitched. He didn't believe what his uncle said, "Your grandson really likes Banana. If you send her to marry, he will quarrel with you!"

"With state affairs at stake, he can handle the important matters."

As a result, in the evening, Cheng Youning returned to his prince's residence. As soon as he sat on the chair, he called out, "Hei Bajiao, make a pot of Longjing tea for His Highness."

Cheng Youning glanced at the quiet door and said angrily, "This Black Banana is getting more and more unruly. He didn't even greet me at the door when I came back. I was so thirsty but no one gave me water!"

"Your Highness, Bajiao must have been delayed by something else, otherwise I would have made tea for you early in the morning. Don't be upset, I will go make tea for Your Highness."

"Go quickly, and when you see Basho, ask her to come to me to be punished."

"Prince, I will send someone to find Bajiao right away. Please don't punish her!"

"In half a cup of tea, if I can't see her, I will punish her by making her copy the palace rules a hundred times."

Qiao Rong ran away with his lips pursed, but soon ran back, "Your Highness, this is not good..."

"It's unruly. How can you be so flustered? Where's the tea I ordered?"

Qiao Rong scratched his head and said, "I... forgot to make tea for you."

Cheng Youning's face turned completely black. "You want to copy the palace rules too, right? Since you are so unruly, you and Bajiao will be punished together."