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In the majestic bright yellow palace, the emperor, who was just showing signs of aging, was sitting in front of the desk. There were two stacks of melodies on the long table, and the emperor held one in his hand and read it for a long time.Eunuch Fu Lai looked at the emperor's face. He had been with this master for many years. He knew that someone had played something against the holy will, and he felt a little uneasy.

"Fulai, what do you think of King Ping?" Sure enough, the emperor's voice rang out in the hall after a while, with a calm tone and no obvious emotion.

Fulai bowed his waist: "I don't know anything else about this old servant, I only heard that King Ping has always been elegant, and most of all, he is a literati who knows how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Pens and inks are hard to find."

"Really." The emperor didn't say anything more, put down the memorial in his hand, and continued to review the next one.

In the secret room of the general's mansion, several generals sat around a table with dignified expressions. The tea on the table had already dissipated, but no one poured it.

"Zeng Shuai, except for the welcome banquet, I and the others have never had contact with Prince Ping."

"Yes, there is no reply to the greeting post!"

"Zeng Shuai, what does King Ping think?"

"I heard that King Ping is weak and sick at a young age, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to take on a big job!"

"Isn't it? Looking at his small body, he might collapse if the wind blows!"

"It's a pity that the Southwest Wang Xiaoyong, why... ah!"

The person called Zeng Shuai was Zeng Jun, the great general of the dynasty, the brother of Concubine Zeng, and the backbone of this group of people.

The imperial concubine and the empress have always been at odds, and the two families have had a long-standing grievance. They have always suppressed each other in the court, and each has formed a faction, competing openly and secretly.As the emperor grew older, he put more emphasis on the main palace, the empress became pregnant again, the status of the noble concubine became more and more unstable, and even the Zengxi faction gradually lost power in the court.

Zeng Jun relied on Zu Yin to accumulate meritorious service in the army and became a general. He thought he was brave and good at fighting and invincible in the world. Coupled with the emperor's deliberate indulgence and ignorance, he became more self-inflated and regarded himself as a character.Gradually losing his advantage in the court and being suppressed by the emperor invisible, Zeng Jun's anger turned into hatred.As soon as something happened on the southwest front, the imperial decree was issued, and King Ping entered the capital, they had already started to win over them. They thought that the unity of the front lines should be a hit and miss, but unexpectedly, King Ping avoided them, and they really accepted the emperor's arrangement honestly.

Zeng Jun stopped a group of people from chattering meaninglessly, and said with a sneer: "There are some things he can't control, don't worry, it's useless even if he really doesn't want to get involved! The Sacred Heart is unpredictable."

In the following months, Prince Ping's mansion was peaceful.

Except for going out to find Wenyu, Liu Yi has hardly been out of the palace, and sticks to Qi Feng's side all day like a human skin plaster, just like Qi Feng's specially hired bodyguard.

It was the coldest time of the year, and with the doors and windows closed, there were still a few wisps of cold wind coming in.Liu Yizheng was lying crookedly on the soft couch in the study with Mrs. Tang in his arms, with his head resting comfortably on Qi Feng's lap, lazily unwilling to move.Qi Feng was fascinated by the ancient book that he didn't know what it was about, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to pull Liu Yi who was about to slip outside to his side.

The two of them sat and lay down for the whole afternoon, and the silence was only interrupted when Chasing Cloud came to deliver dinner.

Liu Yi has been very lethargic lately, often the whole afternoon will pass as soon as he sleeps, and he will lie on for a while when Qi Feng calls him.Now Liu Yi is holding Qi Feng's waist with his eyes half open, burying his face in front of Qi Feng's body, muttering and refusing to get up, and refusing to let Qi Feng get up.

Qi Feng has gotten used to Liu Yi's childishness that he often shows in front of him, and he indulges him very much.Qi Feng put down the scroll, and didn't try to pull him up, he just raised Liu Yi's head slightly, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Uncle Li is the cook today, and he made West Lake whitebait soup, silver bud chicken shreds, Stir-fried freshwater fish, pork roasted venison, Longjing shrimp..."

Liu Yi pinched Qi Feng, then sat up slowly, and a muffled voice came: "You just make it up, you know how to lie to me, you let me eat those?"

Liu Yi suffered from a cold a few days ago, and he hasn't fully healed yet. Qi Feng strictly controls his diet. Recently, Liu Yi eats only porridge and side dishes, not even greasy ones, let alone big fish and meat.

Qi Feng then got up and straightened the folds of Liu Yi's sleepy clothes, with a calm face: "I will replenish you in a few days."

Liu Yi gradually woke up completely from the dazed state, and sighed resignedly: "What kind of porridge is it today?"

After Qi Feng straightened his clothes, he took Liu Yi aside to wipe his face and hands, and said, "Fragrant rice and shredded chicken porridge."

Liu Yi obediently cooperated with the movements of Qi Feng's hands, sighed "Finally there is a meat star", and deliberately made a pitiful appearance of being mistreated, but there was a smile in his eyes.

After dinner, Qi Feng and Zhuiyun went to the study to discuss things again. Liu Yi jumped onto the roof by himself, ignoring the fact that the snow hadn't melted, and lay down carelessly on the top, with one leg bent, with a stick in his mouth. The grass that is pulled at hand, quietly feels the boundless night.

These days Qi Feng would talk with Zhuiyun from time to time, usually after dinner.Although Qi Feng said that he can participate together without avoiding, but Liu Yi will still choose to avoid.

Qi Feng pushed open the door and found that Liu Yi was lying on the roof alone, frowning, he flew up to the roof, pulled Liu Yi to stand firm, and then fell down with his arms, Liu Yi knew the future Feeling back to his senses, he blew a short hooligan whistle at Qi Feng, and said casually: "My lord's lightness kung fu is amazing, I admire it!"

Qi Feng was accustomed to Liu Yi's tone, lightly brushed off the snow on Liu Yi's back, and said solemnly: "Your wind and cold are still not cured, and there is snow on the roof and the wind is still strong, I'm afraid it will worsen the condition, you Don't run around."

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