No one knows better than them what will happen after the emperor recovers from his "illness". Although Emperor Lian is fatuous, he is not a fool.

The purpose of this dinner was actually clear to all the ministers. It was time to take sides and make a choice, whether to continue to support the emperor who showed signs of improvement, or to follow the desperate King of Jingxi... life or death.

For Xi Weiwei and Zhong Cheng, they had already made their choice before the secret conversation in the study. So today they are not the protagonists, but to better see who will be the enemy and who will be the friend in the future.

"Haha, don't worry. Although you have never seen that miracle doctor's words, you have definitely heard of them. The prince naturally has his own plans for doing this. What should come will come, and what should go will not be left behind!" The sharp light faded.

A flash of light flashed through his squinted eyes, and Zhong Cheng smiled enigmatically: "Let's just watch the show today and relax."

Xi Weiwei had no choice but to give up and follow Zhong Cheng to the main hall. After quickly scanning the entrance, the depression in his heart was finally dispelled, and he deliberately lowered his voice: "Mr. Zhong, it seems that the prince has gained a lot today, Lian Yanheng

This old fox sends people to deliver gifts."[

Yan Heng, who holds the position of Right Prime Minister, smiles like Maitreya Buddha all day long, but is very thoughtful and calculating. It is expected that he pretended to be ill and did not come. He sent people to send gifts, which was considered a great favor to King Jingxi.

face.

The main hall of the palace is resplendent, noble but not vulgar. If you look carefully, 60% of the important ministers of the third rank and above are actually here. After the emperor heard the news that his health is gradually improving, this effect can still be achieved. It cannot but be said that the power of King Jingxi is

Vast.

Zhong Cheng, who was originally a little uninterested, suddenly blinked and grabbed the little girl walking by him: "Hey, this is Xiang Xue."

Xi Weiwei is tall. Only when you lower your head can you clearly see the appearance of the little girl. She is very delicate, but her eyes are astonishingly bright. She has two round buns on her head, and her cheeks are hidden when she smiles.

She has deep dimples and a familiar face, but I can't even remember her for a while.

"Hello Grandpa Zhong, hello Uncle Xi, I was rude to Xiang Xue just now and I didn't see him for a moment."

The slightly childish voice was clear and sweet, and Xi Weiwei finally captured the memory: "Are you the prince's third lady?"

"Yes, Uncle Xi just call me Xiang Xue."

His face was naturally sweet, a little nervous, but mostly filled with respect and joy. Only a little impatience would pop up in his deep eyes from time to time.

After saluting and exchanging a few casual words, he reluctantly left.

Watching the little girl leave briskly, Zhong Cheng stroked his white beard again, his words contained praise, but more of a pity: "This child is really a talent. Last time Nanjie used the jade pendant I gave him as a guide.

She was the girl who lured that group of people into a trap. I am afraid that from a purely intellectual point of view, both Qing'er and Lei'er are far behind. It's just a pity that her background..."

In the royal family, many people are very smart, but they will still die miserably. No matter how smart you are, you only have one brain. Without strong support, it is better to spend your life stupidly.

After turning three corners in the main hall, the small garden is filled with fragrance. Clusters of tuberose are blowing in the wind, and the air is pure and dry.
Chapter completed!