"If I hadn't met you for my life, I would have breathed a breath with a stingy ghost. Today is my 100-day sacrifice."

There were only three people who were pressed under the house that day: Gongshu Frog, she, and Feng Xiaoya. The person who dug a hole to pull Gongshu Frog out was Feng Xiaoya. In other words, the "stingy ghost" that Gongshu Frog should have meant him. But Luguan has always been chasing King Yan for money, and the miser who always owes him should be the King Yan, which has nothing to do with Feng Xiaoya. Although Gongshu Frog speaks badly, the logic is not chaotic, and it cannot be a mistake in the tongue. Therefore, an outrageous conclusion arose in her heart-

What if Feng Xiaoya is not Feng Xiaoya, but... Zhanghua?

This conclusion is like a comb, which makes it straight for the tangled messy threads.

First of all, Feng Xiaoya is always very busy.

She thought it was because he married a new wife, but the "Feng Xiaoya" she had been in contact with forever was really not a person who was addicted to women.

Secondly, Feng Xiaoya is not weak.

Although it is said that stroke Letian took another approach to help her son develop a good martial arts, she has checked medical books for bone melting, which is a very painful disease. Riding and archery is forbidden, and eating must not be caused by food and food. But Feng Xiaoya, who she knew, rode her horse and took her up the mountain to the bamboo house to drink mutton soup - although he did not eat much.

Also, Feng Xiaoya’s study is so strange.

That day she insisted on seeing him, and Meng Buli took him to his study with his eyes blindfolded. But all the furnishings inside were new, and the only pen used was slightly red.

I glanced at it at that time and didn’t think anything was wrong. Later I thought, why was it red?

——Because, the dipped cinnabar is cinnabar.

Why cinnabar?

——Because I need to be criticized.

The ones in that box are all memorials to His Majesty!

Once she was suspicious, she would think of more details: for example, after half a year after she came to Beijing, His Majesty never summoned her; for example, Feng Xiaoya obviously knew too much about the King of Yan, and knew what he knew, and worried about what he was worried about; for example, on the birthday party, Feng Xiaoya was obviously outside the hall but did not come in to help her, and her style of conduct was completely different from the "senior brother" who would take the initiative to find out the cause of Wushuidie's death to clear her grievances; for example, King of Yan has not appeared at the birthday party because he was burying with her in the Luguan; for example, Ruyi often wanted to speak but stopped; for example, Shang Qingque always said vaguely...

The fragments of details slowly gathered together, and in the end, she used the word "典" to spell the truth.

"Senior Brother" is not Feng Xiaoya, but - King Zhanghua of Yan.

Why pretend to be Feng Xiaoya?

Why did he get closer and start all kinds of ambiguous relationships after learning about her feelings for "Feng Xiaoya"?

He is testing her? Testing her? See if she is qualified to be the queen of Yan State? Or is there another reason?

"Old Swallow has no intention of marrying you. You are young, have low status, have little knowledge, and are easy to deal with, and are just used as a delaying strategy."

The words of Gongshu Frog became a terrible conclusion: the King of Yan just used her and would kick the queen of this guise away after the matter was accomplished. And then, what better reason than "a red affair"?

Xie Changyan gritted his teeth and stared at the tall man standing less than a foot away in front of him, but his heart was like a river of good luck under the snow and moon, with frost.

Because you had planned it from the beginning, I chose me, who was only twelve years old, right?

You deliberately called me to Beijing to attract the attention of many families and show your favor to me everywhere to make them suspicious and uneasy, right?

You deliberately chose Feng Xiaoya as my teacher, and wanted to use his legendary charm of "Don't look for more girls" to make me lose and lure me to make mistakes. It would be natural to ruin me, right?

So, why... it was finally changed to yourself?

The candlelight sways, and Feng Xiaoya's face is sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and is still so complicated that it cannot be interpreted.

Slowly, all the subtle emotions settled down, presenting a strange relief and relaxation.

He smiled and walked over to make the lights clear.

"On the first day of the fifth month, I planned to teach Mr. He to the future queen. I knocked on the door at the hour of Mao, but found that there was no one inside-"

His movements were as slow as his voice.

"Mr. He is missing. I went to Caomuju to check it out, and it is suspected that it is related to his new concubine Qiu Jiang. After a night of hard work, it was dawn. I was about to return to the palace. I remember you and came here to see it."

He... admitted it.

The word "正" comes from his mouth and hears it into her ears. It is really mixed with all kinds of flavors.

Zhanghua put down the lampshade, turned around and stared at her, and said word by word: "I have never said that I am Feng Xiaoya."

Xie Changyan was shocked. The memory of the first day in his mind was quickly turned around, and then he actually found that from beginning to end, Zhanghua never said that he was Feng Xiaoya. She saw him sitting on the slide rod and mistakenly recognized him as Mr. He.

"But you didn't deny it!" she gritted her teeth.

"That's because..." Zhanghua's eyes flashed, "Convenient."

Xie Changyan was stunned.

"There is no need to record the entry and exit, no need to mobilize the troops, no need to make you... uneasy."

The two of them had a staggering look of guilt, and Zhanghua showed a little guilty look: "Of course, I do have selfishness. I want to know what kind of person you are."

Xie Changyan sneered: "So, what kind of person am I?"

"You are one..." Zhanghua said this and suddenly stopped, with a little hesitation in his eyes. I wonder if he was illusioned, but Xie Changyan seemed to have seen a little sadness.

Zhanghua was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and sat down on the couch.

"I met Xie Fanyi four years ago."

His mention of the third sister at this time made Xie Changyan feel an ominous feeling.

"The Taifu gave three test questions. The first question is water, fire, metal, wood, earth, and grain, only practice."

Xie Changyan knew this sentence, and said it from "Shangshu·Da Yumo", which was about the virtue of the emperor. It means that the emperor needs to handle government affairs well and arrange and straighten the things like gold, wood, water, fire, earth and valley, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment. But she also knew that the amazing Xie Fanyi would definitely not answer so mediocrely.

Sure enough, Zhanghua continued: "Xie Fanyi wrote three thousand words, which were only used to talk about water. Starting from the lack of water in the Great Yan, talking about the disadvantages of the village, talking about the luxury of aristocratic families, talking about the mediocrity of the emperor. The aged pears were cut together, and they were not vines or branches. When the Taifu saw the scroll, he felt like he had obtained a treasure. But I sneered at the side."

Xie Changyan showed surprise.

"I thought to myself, is this the top scorer or a wife? The little girl who is as beautiful as a flower, has more poisonous eyes than a censor, and is full of virtue and good governance. It is really boring."

Xie Changyan was stunned, but he never expected that His Majesty's first impression of the third sister was not good.

"The second question of the Taifu asked her to display her talent at will. Before that, we had heard that she was good at everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Xie Changyan thought it was true. Outsiders only heard that as a sister, she knew the truth. Not only that, Xie Fanyi was also proficient in music. One year on the Dragon Boat Festival, she pretended to be a dragon girl on the dragon boat and held a sword, which was really a beautiful dance.

What talent would the talented sister and the omniscient sister show in front of the prince at that time?

Xie Changyan was thinking about it, and Zhanghua had already said: "She stood for a while, and suddenly waved to the palace maid to ask for needlework, then walked to me, knelt down, and repaired my clothes. I then realized that there was a crack on the hem of the robe at some point."

Xie Changyan was so proud that he was so proud. Xie Fanyi's embroidery was of course quite good. But what was even more amazing was her scheming. She used this behavior to prove that she not only had both sexes and skills, but also had a heart that always paid attention to her husband.

Zhanghua looked at the expression on her face and smiled softly - since he no longer had to pretend to be Feng Xiaoya, he had relaxed a lot and would smile from time to time.

"The father and the grand tutor were moved by this move and looked at me with great comfort. But I thought - it was so terrible."

Ah? Xie Changyan was speechless.

"How terrible this woman is, so scheming, so flawless, able to write strategies and make up for the dragon robe, she is born for the word "Queen".

Could it be - isn't it? Xie Changyan discovered that when the man in front of him was Feng Xiaoya, she couldn't understand; when she became King Yan, she couldn't understand even more.

"I became more and more dissatisfied, and immediately told the Grand Tutor, "I will come out with the third question." Zhanghua said this, staring at Xie Changyan's eyes, thinking, "I will ask you this question now. Please answer - I promise you the position of the queen, but it is impossible for you to love you in this life - how do you stay?"

Xie Changyan's breathing stopped in an instant.

It was a winter night in the eldest princess's mansion.

The eldest princess stepped back from everyone and walked towards the bedroom alone. She stood in front of the door for a while, dissipated the disgust on her face little by little, then took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

There was no light in the house, only a basin of charcoal fire was lit. One person sat next to the basin, added a spoonful of water to it, and drying his hands with the steaming warm smoke.

The shimmer of charcoal fire outlines the thin waist as if boneless, and holds it in one slim hand. The hands placed on the smoke are even longer than ordinary people, with an indescribable rhythm.

The eldest princess's eyes flashed, she walked towards the man, and knelt in front of her: "Why did you move Xie Changyan?"

The man laughed softly, his voice a little hoarse, and his tail sound was squeaky: "I heard that it was the future queen of Dayan, so I couldn't help but look at it."

"Since you have to see, why don't you do it thoroughly and let her die?"

He moved his hands away from the basin and fell on his knees in a regular manner. "Kill her now, but only kill a young young girl; if he moves again in the future, he will kill the queen of Dayan. I will not kill the untouchables."

The eldest princess sneered: "I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future."

"With you here, how could there be no chance?" The man blinked. She had a magical face. She looked ordinary and barely pretty when she didn't speak, but she would appear in all kinds of extreme appearances as she spoke. For example, at this moment, her smile was sweet, with natural intimacy and flattery, but not annoying.
Chapter completed!