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Before leaving, Jia Yan left a message, asking Xie Yuantang and Situ Yan to make preparations as soon as possible.

Although he did not reveal more, Xie Yuantang keenly noticed from his words that Qingyao's current condition should be very grim.

In fact, even if he didn't say it, she would take action.

After all, it was her own body, and she didn't want to lie half-dead on the bed when it was almost too late, waiting for a group of people to hurriedly force the King of Hell to take her ownership.

When it comes to matters of life and death, Xie Yuantang is always clear.

After everyone finished the discussion that day, Situ Yan entered the palace the next day.

He wanted to tell Situ Qing about Xie Yuantang's condition, but he didn't expect that Situ Qing was not in Qianxin Palace.

It was Qu Pei who came over personally and led him to Lanyuan. As they walked, he said, "Since the conversation with that Buddhist disciple Jiayan, the emperor has not rested well in the past two days. I woke up in the middle of the night yesterday and found that the emperor came here alone again."

He looked at Situ Yan, and said hesitantly, "Your Highness, the Emperor is old. Although he never says it, you should be able to see that he is not as healthy as he was when he was young."

"I beg Your Highness, if you can, please persuade the Emperor. The Emperor always listens to you."

As they were talking, they arrived at the gate of Lanyuan. After Qu Pei led Situ Yan there, he did not follow and just stood guard at the gate.

Situ Yan went in alone. He seldom came to this place. He remembered that he had been here two or three times when he was a child.

This place should have been no different from a strange place to him, but as he walked in, Situ Yan had a vague feeling of familiarity.

Although no one has lived here for many years, Lanyuan is still as clean as before. Even the furnishings on both sides of the corridor give the feeling that people live here.

He remembered Qu Pei's words. Situ Qing never allowed anyone to touch anything here. This place looked the same as it did when Yan Yilan was alive.

As Situ Yan walked in, he suddenly felt as if he could really imagine that his mother had planted flowers and admired the moon here, and had also frowned with sadness.

He walked to the door and saw Situ Qing sitting on a chair. There was a wine jug on the table and the glass was half full, but he didn't drink.

Seeing Situ Yan standing at the door, Situ Qing raised his eyes, his eyes were a little tired, and there was a loneliness that looked through him at the old friend: "Since you are here, why are you standing there? Come and sit down, and have a drink with father."

Situ Yan walked over and sat down next to him, but before Situ Qing could pour the wine, he said in a cold voice: "I don't drink. If I go back with the smell of alcohol, I will be punished."

Situ Qing: “…”

He glared at his son angrily: "You are so grown up, but you are controlled by a little girl like Yuan Tang. You are really promising!"

Situ Yan didn't object, he was happy to be controlled.

Situ Qing obviously had no intention of forcing him to drink, and he didn't even plan to drink when he was alone, otherwise the glass of wine would have been empty long ago.

He just picked up the wine glass, sniffed it, and put it down again, sighing: "I originally wanted to get drunk here, but I was afraid that if I drank too much, I might accidentally break something and it would be difficult to repair it, so I asked someone to prepare some wine, but I didn't dare to drink it."

After saying that, he glanced at Situ Yan and said, "As a filial son, you should drink with me now. This way, even if I really break something, I can blame it on you after I sober up."

Situ Yan glanced at him speechlessly: "I think you are almost drunk, father, you can hardly speak."

As filial as ever!

Situ Qing was both angry and amused, and slapped his arm unhappily: "Asshole!"

Every time he had a heart-to-heart talk with this filial son, his blood pressure would soar because of his filial piety, unless his daughter-in-law mediated.

Thinking of this, he asked, "Where is Yuantang? I don't want to talk to you. I want to talk to little Yuantang."

Situ Yan pursed his lips and said, "She is not feeling well."

"Unwell again?"

Situ Qing frowned: "What's going on? Didn't the imperial physician check it out last time?"

Situ Yan said: "I came to you for this matter. Her condition is a bit serious. I want to take her to Cangque..."

He concealed some information and explained it roughly to Situ Qing.

Situ Qing's expression gradually became serious: "How long will it take?"

Situ Yan shook his head: "I don't know, maybe a few months, maybe a few years."

Situ Qing was silent for a moment, then asked, "Cang Que... do you have anyone you can trust?"

"Have."

Situ Yan nodded. He had thought about what to say before he came. "The owner of the escort agency, Pei Weizhan, is the King of Cangque. He has been infatuated with Leng Yunwan for more than ten years. If nothing goes wrong, he will become my new father-in-law. He will go with us."

Situ Qing vaguely knew of Pei Weizhan's existence, but he didn't expect the true identity behind this man to be like this.

He was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Has Lengzhen Mountain been in contact with the Cangque Royal Family for so many years?"

Situ Yan immediately explained: "The Leng family should not be sure of his identity, and the relationship between the Leng family and Pei Weizhan has been very distant for many years before entering Beijing."

Situ Qing glanced at him and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to explain? I don't doubt Leng Zhenshan's loyalty, I just think that things in the world are often beyond people's expectations."

The Leng family has had several generations of loyal ministers, and every generation of the Leng family members died on the battlefield. Only Xie Yuantang was a smart one, and the others were as hard and stubborn as wood.

If the Leng family wanted to rebel, they would not have left Beijing earlier, and they would not have allowed Leng Yunwan and Xie Yuantang to suffer in Beijing all these years without doing anything.

Situ Qing has the suspicion of an emperor, but he believes more in the loyal souls of several generations of the Leng family.

After a pause, Situ Qing asked, "Does the Leng family still not know Pei Weizhan's identity?"

Situ Yan nodded: "I probably don't know yet."

Situ Qing suddenly smiled: "Very good, I really want to see what expressions the Leng family father and son will have when they know about this."

The emperor suddenly felt like watching a play, rubbing his hands and saying, "Tomorrow I will summon the three Leng family members to the palace."

Situ Yan: “…” Aren’t you afraid of scaring old man Leng to death?