Chapter 13 Chapter Three Secret Discussion

Due to King Qing's long illness, there has been no laughter or laughter in the formerly bustling palace Danfeng Hall.Only that silly boy, Lian Ning, laughed out loud when he saw the cold face of the high priest.Fu Su habitually stroked Fu Lian Ning's round forehead, Lian Ning suddenly burst into tears and stretched out his hand to pull the Angelica dahurica in Fu Su's hand. Mrs. Xiang called her mother and carried Lian Ning out.Lian Ning was born like a monster.The head is round and the eyes are set apart.Already ten years old, still like a baby who doesn't know anything.Lian Ning is a silly child, and his mother, Mrs. Xiang, has long been aware of this and is used to it.

Behind the resplendent nine-fold curtain, Qing Wang Wu Xiang fell asleep like a mountain.This hero who once bloodbathed Middle-earth and shocked the situation is now quietly hiding in the depths of the palace.Anyone can kill him. Fu Su has no interest in Wu Xiang.He turned around and saw Mrs. Xiang leaning against the window and playing with the parrot, but her eyes turned to Qinglan Pavilion in the distance.Qinglan Pavilion is the side hall of Danfeng Palace, King Qing's bedroom, it has always been the place where Wu Xiang had fun, and now it is very lonely.The beautiful woman on the top of the pavilion, wearing a luxurious and embroidered gold gown, lazily basking in the sun, still has that kind of face that is as cold as ice.

Mrs. Xiang said coldly: "Speaking of which, chastity is also a capital that a woman uses to seduce." Fusu knew that she was referring to Mrs. Xi.As the queen, Mrs. Xiang is in control, so she may not be jealous of Mrs. Xi's favor.But Mrs. Xi would never forgive her for neglecting her own child to take up the post.Xigui was originally the wife of King Xi. After Xiguo was annexed by Qing Kui, Xigui was snatched over and became Wu Xiang's concubine.Wu Xiang liked Xi Gui very much, and Xi Gui also gave birth to Wu Xiang's son Qingren.But for more than 20 years, Mrs. Xi never said a word as if she was dumb, and never even showed a smile.People secretly said that Mrs. Xi was forced to lose her morals, and felt very bitter.She doesn't care about her and Qing Wang's children being cleared.Young Master Qingren grew up to be four years old, still like his mother, unable to speak a word.It wasn't until Mrs. Xiang married King Wu Xiang and personally disciplined the son to clear his post that he was slowly guided out of his loneliness and autism.The situation at that time was very strange. Mrs. Xiang first entered the palace, and when she saw the lonely Qing Ren, she couldn't help but lead him back to her place.Even King Qing was very surprised, but he didn't dare to say anything to Mrs. Xiang, so he had to let her go.

Mrs. Xiang is a woman with outstanding intelligence.Qing Ren grew up in her elegant and quiet courtyard, and inherited her erudition and elegance, her resourcefulness, and her deep-rooted sadness.Compared with the other, Qing Ren is more like Mrs. Xiang's biological child.Later, Qing Ren walked out of Cangwu Garden and joined Qing Kui's army. He fought with his father Wu Xiang in the southern and northern wars. With a loyal army and subordinates, he cultivated his own power in the court.When he was twenty years old and returned from the southern sea with great military exploits, he had already become a pivotal figure in Qing Kui's government.The young will always replace the old, and the young master takes the side, gradually forming a political force that opposes Mrs. Xiang.Many people said in private that it is Qing Kui's hope that the young master will clear his post, but he must pass the hurdle of Mrs. Xiang.But Mrs. Xiang refused to back down.Although she treats the Qingren she educated with aloofness, everyone knows that she will never back down.Fusu once tried to ask Mrs. Xiang about Qing Ren's actions, or it could be called some kind of betrayal.Mrs. Xiang smiled.She thought that there was always room for two tigers in the royal family.From the very beginning, she knew that she and this child were destined to become enemies, but she still, like a real mother, devoted herself to teaching the son to be clear of his duties.In a way, she had raised this enemy herself.

In front of Fusu's eyes, the straight face of Young Master Qingren appeared again.On the bustling streets of Yingdu, facing the death of a foreigner, he felt lost.In the heart of Young Master Qingren, are there some secrets that cannot be solved?Otherwise, why is he always silent at certain delicate moments. In the corridor, Lian Ning was playing with the maidservants, shouting eagerly.Fusu took a look at his muddy body and shook his head silently. Lian Ning's laughter floated over the cold Cangwu Garden.A child's joy is the same, whether he is bright or dull.The young master Qingren, who was laughing and laughing in the same courtyard ten years ago, is now Mrs. Xiang's biggest enemy.

"As the commander of Jiuyi Mountain, you can't find the king's soul for me!" Suddenly, a sharp and ear-piercing voice sounded. Fusu raised his head slowly, and saw Mrs. Xiang's face suddenly changed into that kind of iron-like stern expression, just like she reprimanded those princes and ministers in the court hall and behind the bead curtain behind King Qing. After a while, Fusu said in a hoarse voice: "Could it be that saving Wu Xiang's soul is that important to you?" Mrs. Xiang hesitated for a while, and carefully said: "Now, King Qing Wuxiang is my other half of destiny."

Fusu bit her mustache tightly. Mrs. Xiang continued: "If you lose, you will lose, and if you win, you will prosper." Fusu stared at the bronze mirror behind Mrs. Xiang, in which Mrs. Xiang's clothes were indistinct, fantastic and moving.Fusu took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "So, what about Chonghua? What does Chonghua mean to you?" Mrs. Xiang smiled faintly, "Chonghua? It happened many years ago, why are you talking about him?" She glanced out of the window, and Lian Ning fell asleep in her mother's arms, with a face as delicate and rosy as a flower calyx, showing purity Flawless smile.She shook her head and said, "At least, you have to think about Lian Ning. If I lose to Qing Ren, what will Lian Ning do? You don't know what kind of fate is Xiang Qiao's son?"

Wu Xiang is just a son-in-law.When the young king Zhaoju was seriously ill, he led his troops to force the palace, forcing Zhaojuu to pass on to him.At that time, he had promised to reject the invitation and would treat Prince Xiang Qiao and Xiang Qiao's descendants kindly.But shortly after Wu Xiang succeeded to the throne, Xiang Qiao was sentenced to death for treason.His son was named "Xiangshuren" and confined in a dark palace outside the city of Yingdu.More than ten years later, Mrs. Xiang thought of her aunt and nephew's affection and threatened Wu Xiang to release him with one incident.But at that time, the child had become like an idiot, unable to see the sunshine in Yingdu, and soon died of weakness.

"Qing Ren is different from his father, he wouldn't treat Lian Ning like this." Fu Su sighed, "Qing Ren is a child you brought up by yourself, don't you know him well?" Mrs. Xiang smiled slightly.Qing Ren is indeed different from his father.But Qing Kui's politics is reincarnation and the same from generation to generation.Why did Fusu not understand what she meant when she mentioned these things.In the green forest of Nine Yi, among Yunmeng and Shuize, he grew up listening to the oracle and singing spiritual songs. No matter how much suffering and wandering he has experienced, he still does not understand the true meaning of iron and blood.This is also his fate, right?

Fu Su hesitated and continued: "Besides, with Lian Ning's situation, it is impossible to become King Qing." Mrs. Xiang slowly pinched her fingers into her palm, "It's not just for Lian Ning. I have a more important reason. I must take power, so I must delay Wu Xiang's death..." "What reason?" Mrs. Xiang didn't respond at a loss. Qing Wang Wuxiang's huge body was stretched horizontally between Jinxiu, and he let out a slow panting. Fusu looked at King Qing, who was still alive in the corpse, and suddenly felt sick and angry, "What you care about is not Wu Xiang, but your own position, right? But the time is not yet ripe, if Wu Xiang dies now , must be seized by the son's appointment. Are you delaying time and pushing Lian Ning to the throne so that you can control everything about Qing Kui? As the princess of the former king, do you think you are Qing Kui's natural successor? ? This is all you, Xiang Ling, want now!"

In twenty years, it was the first time for the reserved and indifferent Fusu to show such strong emotions on her face.Mrs. Xiang couldn't help being shocked when she heard this.In the turbulent Yingdu, the quiet Fusu is regarded by Mrs. Xiang as the only link to her past years.However, even Fusu would say such words, even he could understand what he did in this way—or even he couldn't understand... Mrs. Xiang suddenly felt physically and mentally exhausted.Her fingers loosened, revealing five bright red finger marks. But she finally said: "That's right, maybe that's it..." Fusu felt so stuffy and panicked that he couldn't speak. She shook her head and said seriously: "No matter what you think - you must find Wu Xiang's soul for me." "Ha!" Fusu laughed sadly, "You should give up your heart! You also know that I, the Commander-in-Chief, have already had a name in vain. With my current spirit, it is not enough to be with Jiu. The power of the Yin spirits of Yishan to fight against." Mrs. Xiang stood up abruptly, staring at Fusu closely.After a long while, he finally sneered and said: "You are finally willing to admit to me that the perpetrators are indeed the survivors of the You Clan." Fu Su said: "Both you and I can perceive their existence and resentment." Mrs. Xiang paused, and said slowly: "I think, as the Commander-in-Chief, at least you can persuade them. Yes, Wu Xiang once bloodbathed Jiuyi, and he is an unforgivable enemy. But now that Wu Xiang is killed, yes They have no good, only bad." Fusu said: "I don't know if there is any benefit. But I will never try to persuade them." After saying these words, the calm Fusu gradually became agitated, "This is the hatred of the family and the country." In the depths of Prince Qing's bedroom, Fusu's tone was not high-pitched, but it was very sharp when it reached Mrs. Xiang's ears. "Although it's been twenty years—" Mrs. Xiang trembled suddenly. Fusu sensed the change in her, and whispered: "Xiang Ling—" "Don't call me that!" Mrs. Xiang scolded softly, and with a flick of her finger, she cut off the tender stem of a Angelica dahurica flower, and a faint juice leaked out, dyeing the palm of her hand green. For a while, the two were silent. "I didn't want to tell you," Fu Su seemed to be a bit resentful, "Actually, I wanted to tell you before summoning King Qing's soul, it was futile. Even if I tried to save him, I couldn't save him. Come back, it's dead!" Mrs. Xiang's eyes widened, as if she didn't believe it. Fusu said loudly: "The blood curse! It's the sacred blood curse of the Nine Yi You Clan!" Mrs. Xiang asked in a daze, "Could it be that the legends about Qing Si we heard from the old Si Ming when we were young are actually true?" Fusu sneered, and pulled out a yellow booklet from his sleeve, "The fire in Wuxiang destroyed many precious books of the You Clan. Fortunately, I managed to snatch the almanac of Si Ming. " The booklet turned over a page, and there was a line of blood: "Those who have finished their work will not leave in March." Mrs. Xiang closed the almanac and muttered silently. Qingsi, the legendary beast that protects the You Clan.It haunts the depths of Yunmeng Lake, among tall trees and dense forests with lush water and grass.Every time the full moon rises, it will bathe in the secluded pool deep in Jiangli Mountain. Under the moonlight, it will be covered with dazzling cyan feathers.In the myth passed down from generation to generation in Jiuyi, Qingsi is sacred and inviolable, but anyone who dares to make it bleed will be punished by the blood curse. Mrs. Xiang raised her head and saw King Qing's quiver hanging on the wall. Qing Wang Wuxiang is famous as the God of War.He relied on his superior physical strength, and the feather arrows he used were all made of bronze, which were extremely lethal. It has been more than a month, and the one-foot-three-inch long sharp feather arrow still seems to be dripping with blue blood. Mrs. Xiang whispered suddenly: "The blood curse is the anger of the divine beast Qingsi, and it is also the most terrifying curse of the You Clan. As long as the blood is not dry, and the wound is not smooth, Qingsi's anger will be broken even if the wound is not smooth." Calm down. If the murderer who killed Qingsi fails to kill within three months, then Qingsi will die. And the disaster of the blood curse will affect the entire land of Jiuyi." Fu Su said lightly: "So you still remember what Master said." Mrs. Xiang said: "Then this time, who is so powerful that he detained Wu Xiang's soul?" Fusu bit his mustache and said nothing. Mrs. Xiang suddenly lifted Fusu's forehead hair, revealing the gloomy blue moon. "It's not you," Mrs. Xiang sneered, "The Commander-in-Chief helped Su, and he no longer has that ability." Fu Su suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a sneer, "It was Wu Xiang who seriously injured Qingsi. The purpose of detaining his soul is to make Qingsi recover faster and the blood curse be lifted—" Fu Su said in a deep voice: "You forgot, the master also said that although Qingsi's blood curse is aimed at its enemies, it is actually aimed at the nine races, and it is also a disaster for the entire world. Therefore, we must—" Mrs. Xiang interrupted him anxiously, "You can't do this." "Why not!" Fusu said, "Wu Xiang, he hasn't paid the price for Jiuyi yet. Qingsi also avenged Jiuyi." "This is nonsense!" Mrs. Xiang yelled sharply. Her face, which was originally beautiful, turned strange because of her paleness. "This is nonsense. It's an excuse for your revenge. Isn't it? Fusu, you can't do this!" Fusu became excited again, "Even if it is true, so what? Shouldn't we kill him, shouldn't we avenge Chonghua and how many clansmen died? Xiangling, you are actually protecting him. You are actually protecting him! " Mrs. Xiang looked at him, her eyes gradually dimmed. Fusu's eyes, however, revealed a blue gleam.He hissed: "I will never listen to you again this time. No matter what you say, I will never let Wu Xiang go!" Mrs. Xiang smiled faintly and said, "Do you think that without your help, I would not be able to save King Qing?" Fu Su suddenly stood up, and saw Mrs. Xiang standing in the huge bronze mirror, hiding her menacing eyes, "Xiang Ling, how could you—" Mrs. Xiang turned around, looked at her white shadow in the center of the mirror, and remained silent. Fusu suddenly felt his eyes turned white.Then he came out of his anger.It turned out that he had forgotten that Mrs. Xiang was from the Qing clan, a true Qing clan member. "You decided like this?" After a long silence, he finally asked weakly. Mrs. Xiang lowered her head and slowly rubbed her ring with her fingers.The ring was made of pure gold.No one in Qingkui knew that the engraving on this ring was actually a decoration representing the bloodline of the You clan. Fusu put the cloak on his body and backed out.There is nothing more to say. Mrs. Xiang heard his footsteps gradually going away, so she turned to the window and watched his back disappear at the end of the corridor.She had no choice, and she was unwilling to explain anything.