Chapter 150 The deep and faint parting before the power, and the love covers the voice behind

Quan Qian's feelings for parting are deep and light, and Wan Xu's feelings cover up the back.

I didn't think that the beauty looked like each other, but I suddenly realized that it was a plot.

Sitting in the imperial study, Chu Zhaoran, who was walking left and right, walked over with an excited face when he saw Xiao Guizi come in. Before waiting for the little noble son to salute, he quickly picked up the little noble son and said, "No gift, how's the investigation going?"

"To the emperor, the abbot only asked me to bring a sentence."

"What are you talking about?"

"If the phoenix wants the king to destroy, I have to help."

The puzzled Chu Zhaoran couldn't understand this meaning, so he thought for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"I don't know. However, one thing is certain! That is, this queen is not the real queen.

"You mean..."

"The real name of the fake queen is Matchmaker, which was later changed to Drunken Feifei's."

"What about the real queen?"

Hearing Chu Zhaoran's eager question, Xiao Guizi said with a guilty face, "The real queen is really gone."

When Xiao Guizi said this, Chu Zhaoran couldn't help sneering, "How is that possible?"

"I am the only one who heard what the housekeeper Wuying said. But I don't know if it's true or not.

The thunderous news made Chu Zhaoran cold, and he lost another trump card in his hand. It seems that there is only Yan Bi sul. Thinking about it, he went to the palace of Yan Biliu. The little Guizi behind him looked at Chu Zhaoran with a solemn face and did not dare to say anything. He quickly followed him respectfully.

When he arrived at Yan Bihuang's bedroom, Chu Zhaoran couldn't help feeling that he didn't want to go in. The bodyguard in front of Yan Bihuang's bedroom was about to call "the emperor's arrival" and Chu Zhaoran raised his hand and stopped talking.

Chu Zhaoran looked at the three words written on it, and couldn't help but feel tired and sleepy. So I planned to turn around and leave,

I didn't want a maid in the noble concubine's palace to see the emperor from afar, so she secretly ran in to report the letter, so when Chu Zhaoran turned around, Yan Biyu came out, "I have seen the emperor. Long live the emperor.

Hearing the gentle voice of Yan Bifei behind him, Chu Zhaoran turned around and looked at Yan Bifei behind him, "Why did my concubine come out?"

"My concubine should ask, the emperor has arrived at the gate of the palace, why didn't he come in for a long time?"

Hearing this, Chu Zhaoran smiled and let Yan Biyu walk into the Noble Concubine Hall.

He didn't want this scene, but he was seen by the heart-intentioned eunuch and ran down in a hurry.

Looking at the elegant dress in the noble concubine's hall, Chu Zhaoran couldn't help but feel safe. Since when, he had always forgotten every scenery around him?

Yan Bihuang, who was beside him, raised his hand and retreated all the servants around him. Then he looked at Chu Zhaoran around with a skillful smile, then elegantly made a pot of tea for Chu Zhaoran, and elegantly walked to Chu Zhaoran with tea, "Your Majesty, drink some!"

After taking the tea in Yan Biyu's hand, Chu Zhaoran couldn't help but be a little tired of the deception in this palace. Obviously, it was a cup of tea, but it was like drinking all the sadness. Yan Biqi, who was watching, couldn't help but lower his eyes and smile bitterly. When he raised his head again, he had already lost the bitterness just now, and some were just quiet and sweet. Chu Zhaoran, who was watching, couldn't help holding Yan Biyu in his arms, holding Yan Biyu like a life-saving grass, and holding Yan Biyu like hope.

In Chu Zhaoran's arms, Yan Bihuang couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty..." Before Yan Bihuang could speak, Chu Zhaoran said, "Don't say it. Listen to me."

I don't know what Bifei wants to say, but he nodded obediently and gently listened to Chu Zhaoran, "Bifei, I'll let you go."

As soon as Yan Biyu heard Chu Zhaoran's words, he couldn't help raising his head in shock, "Your Majesty..."

Looking at his big eyes and looking at his Yan Bi-shuang, Chu Zhaoran couldn't help raising his hand, stroking Yan Bi-shuang's face little by little, and drawing the outline of Yan Bi-shuang little by little, "Bi-shuang, I will lose this battle!"

"No. No way!"

A mischievous tear slipped down the corner of Chu Zhaoran's eyes, "Bisui, if I lose, you can't live!"

"I'm not afraid! Your Majesty, you are there, and my concubine is there. What's your face, concubine?" Yan Bishu, who has always dared not express his feelings, has long ignored it. He held Chu Zhaoran's hand tightly and said with tears, "Your Majesty, my dream since I was a child is to be with you. Even if you are just a little maid beside you. The emperor... won't. Concubine..." Before Yan Bixiong finished speaking, Chu Zhaoran stretched out his finger and gently put it on Yan Bixiu's lips to prevent Yan Bixiu from talking.

Chu Zhaoran looked at the tearful Yan Bi-sui. He knew that this play and he won. Do you know that the Empress Dowager wants King Chen to be the emperor?

Yan Biyu, who was stunned, didn't expect that Chu Zhaoran would tell himself this, "How come?"

"The empress dowager is not my mother's concubine. Today's empress dowager is the mother concubine of King Chen. The queen has been doing something beyond the rules. I didn't touch her because the queen's power was too strong to involve the empress dowager. I didn't expect that the queen would be framed into a demon queen, I... It seems that, haha... It seems that the dynasty will be changed!" He sat down in the chair bitterly, crying and laughing.

Looking at the depressed Chu Zhaoran, Yan Biyu's heart couldn't help but feel pain, so he made up his mind to squat down, "Your Majesty... I have a way, and I have a way to make the Empress Dowager have no reason to take the emperor to the throne."

"What did you say?"

"The emperor seems to have forgotten who my concubine's father is? It's not so easy to take the throne.

Listening to Yan Biyu's words, Chu Zhaoran shook his head, "Bisui, Bisui, it's just that you are too kind. You don't understand the intrigues in this court. Who in the whole Jin Dynasty doesn't know that Yan Prime Minister is a righteous person." Before Chu Zhaoran finished speaking, Yan Biqi held Chu Zhaoran's hand. "It is precisely because of his father's uprightness that he will not let the king of Chen take advantage of it. The former emperor has been buried, but the king of Chen has not yet gone to the Baichun City. Do you think the king of Chen is going against the sky?

Hearing Yan Biyu's words, Chu Zhaoran couldn't help but open his voice, "My concubine said it very well! I... Why didn't I think of it?" As long as you are willing to ask your father, how can I not know what to do? Thinking about it, he sneered and hugged Yan Biyu into his arms. In the face of Chu Zhaoran's enthusiasm, he couldn't help blushing shyly. Looking at this kind of Yan Biyu, Chu Zhaoran couldn't help kissing as if he was fascinated by Yan Biyu.

Yan Bifei may not know that the intoxication is just an illusion. In that breathless moan, it is only himself who is intoxicated. And he, Chu Zhaoran, has always been awake.

That night, Yan Bi-sui took Chong'er back to his house.

I didn't expect that Hong Jian, who was bitten to death by the demon queen, would be her sister, but Yan Biyu didn't care about this at all. She only cared about whether her status was threatened, so she walked to the prime minister Yan, who looked at the red and Jian in the coffin with a pitiful face, raised his hand and thought behind her. To say, "The Empress is arriving!" In that case, Yan Bisui glanced at the servants behind him, and those servants would retreat to one side.

Seeing this, Yan Biliu immediately came in crying, "Dad...Dad..."

Looking back, Yan Zai saw that it was his daughter, so he tried his best to look at Yan Bifei with a smile, "Weichen has seen the noble concubine..."

Before waiting for the Prime Minister Yan to salute, Yan Bihu hurriedly supported the Prime Minister Yan, "Dad... There is no outsider. Why kneel! Dad..." With that, he helped Prime Minister Yan and sat down by the chair on the side, "Dad..."

Prime Minister Yan looked back at Yan Bi-sui, who had been calling him, "Say it!"

"Dad... The housekeeper and his daughter just talked about this matter. I'm sorry for your change!"

Prime Minister Yan didn't expect that there would be a man who agreed with Hong Jian in this family. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Don't you hate that Dad has Hong Jian?"

Yand Bi-sui wanted to say that she cared, but she still said gently, "Dad... What are you talking about? Anyway, she is also my sister!" Dad... she is my sister, so... my daughter has to say something."

The unknown Prime Minister Yan looked at his daughter as if she had something to say, "What are you talking about?"

"Dad, can you swallow this breath? Dad... Do you also think that your teacher's daughter will kill Hong Jian? My daughter heard that today's empress dowager is not the emperor's concubine. Female..." Before Yan Bifu finished speaking, Prime Minister Yan stood up with a frightened face.

Yan Biyu, who had not yet reacted, looked at his father and looked at himself in astonishment and said, "How do you know that the emperor's mother is not the empress dowager?"

Is it... "Dad...you..."

Before Yan Bi-sui finished speaking, the Prime Minister Yan said, "Tell me, who told you? Do you know how many people will be killed if this word spreads?

Chapter 150 *End