Chapter 278 He Is More Interesting and Suits My Taste

Chu Qinghuang looked at them silently: "Do you also speak the same way in the court?"

"How could it be?" Rong Zhan shook his head quickly, "Nuan Nuan, you don't know that Uncle Jin has started to cultivate his moral character since he became the first assistant. His temper has become particularly gentle and easy to talk to. He will not scare the officials half to death at every turn. But the more serious people are, the more obedient they are, which I find very strange.”

"It's not surprising at all." Chu Qinghuang closed his eyes and took a sip of tea, "The majesty and terror are not reflected through hysterical rage. On the contrary, the calmer you are, the more uncertain you are. The unknown terror is truly terrifying. "

Rong Zhan looked at her with admiration: "She is indeed my father's biological daughter. My little sister can compete with my father in this city."

"War King still needs to practice more." Xie Jin smiled lightly, "Sure enough, Xiao Nuan'er is the Lord's personal little cotton-padded jacket, and he has obtained the Lord's true biography."

Look at the little princess's expressionless demeanor, which is exactly the same as her father.

Rong Zhan was speechless and choked.

"Second brother doesn't need to flatter me, and Uncle Xie doesn't need to flatter me too much." Chu Qinghuang looked at them and pondered for a moment, "I have something I want to talk to my second brother alone."

"It just so happens that I also have something I want to talk to my sister alone." Rong Zhan said with a smile, "It's a life-long matter for you. I want to know your thoughts first."

A lifelong event?

Fu Cang's heart sank and he closed his eyes in silence, but his hands hanging by his sides trembled unconsciously.

Xie Jin stood up and looked at Fucang with a smile: "In that case, Fucang and I will also go out and talk 'alone'."

Fucang didn't respond, as if he was lost.

"Fucang." Chu Qinghuang said, "You and Uncle Xie go out for a while."

Fu Cang suddenly came back to his senses, a look of confusion flashed across his face, and then he respectfully agreed.

"Uncle Xie, please don't bully him." Chu Qinghuang agreed in advance, "Otherwise, I will tell my father."

Xie Jin looked at her: "Xiao Nuan'er has learned bad things and openly threatened me, the first minister of the imperial court?"

Chu Qinghuang said: "Because Uncle Xie has so many ways of rectifying people, making it difficult for people to guard against him."

Xie Jin smiled happily: "Xiao Nuan'er really thinks highly of me."

Chu Qinghuang said no more, Fu Cang pursed his lips slightly, and walked out with Xie Jin in silence.

"Brother Huang has found several children from aristocratic families in Dongling who are good in appearance, conduct, and knowledge, and he plans to let you choose one of them to be your consort." Rong Zhan crossed his legs and lazily said, "Nuan Nuan, what are you doing? idea?"

Chu Qinghuang raised his eyebrows: "Being a consort?"

Rong Zhan nodded: "After ascending the throne, I will be the royal husband."

"I'm not interested in the Prince Consort."

"Brother Huang wants you to pick and choose first." Rong Zhan said, "If you agree, I will write to Brother Huang and ask him to send those people over. You can keep them as the emperor's husband. If you like them all, then All stay.”

After speaking, he explained: "Brother, the emperor is doing this for your future consideration. Several of the emperor's husbands are from his own family, so they can always help you. Dongling is far away from Xiqi. If anything happens, it will definitely be Distant water can't save the near fire, can you understand the emperor's good intentions? "

Chu Qinghuang said: "Didn't my father prepare a few candidates?"

"Are you talking about Qi Ling and the others?" Rong Zhan shook his head, "That's different. You don't like them."

A few months of fighting for favor can make some progress, which is enough to prove that my sister has no feelings for them.

"I don't like those guys in Dongling either." Chu Qinghuang frowned, "Brother Imperial, don't bother."

Rong Zhan was silent for a moment, but couldn't help but said: "But you will get married sooner or later. Even if you become the queen, you still have to draft a draft to fill the harem. Instead of choosing Xiqi and other crooks, it is better to choose from the young men of the Dongling family. Choose some outstanding men who can assist you in government affairs in the future.”

Chu Qinghuang refused: "No."

"Nuan Nuan."

Chu Qinghuang leaned on the brocade couch and pondered for a moment: "To be honest with my second brother, I plan to ask my father to accept Fucang as his direct disciple."

Rong Zhan raised his eyebrows: "I'm afraid he's not qualified enough."

"Father thinks it's enough." Chu Qinghuang's expression was calm, "Being my father's direct disciple will elevate his status a lot. I plan to leave the position of consort to him."

Rong Zhan was surprised: "Did I hear correctly?"

Chu Qinghuang calmly picked up the teacup: "You heard me right."

"Didn't you say you don't like him?"

"But it's not annoying either."

"Nuan Nuan, don't pick words with me."

Chu Qinghuang took a sip of tea and considered his answer: "He is more interesting and suits my taste."

With good figure, good appearance, good martial arts, loyalty and reliability, and many rich psychological thoughts, there will never be another such interesting young man in the world.

Rong Zhan coughed lightly: "I heard that many likes start with the words 'find it interesting'."

Chu Qinghuang looked at him expressionlessly.

"But you can't be together." Rong Zhan sighed and finally told the helpless truth, "And from now on, you can no longer sleep in the same bed."

Chu Qinghuang heard the deep meaning in his words and frowned: "Why?"

"He has secrets about him."

Chu Qinghuang frowned: "Fu Cang deceived me?"

"Not really." Rong Zhan paused for a moment, "Actually, Fucang's true identity is a prince, but he himself was unaware of it. He was sent to the dark pavilion when he was about two years old."

As soon as these words came out, Chu Qinghuang suddenly fell silent.

Fucang is a prince?

She thought of the secret that the Queen Mother had said before, that Chu Tianzheng was not the biological son of Concubine Duan... She had asked the Queen Mother at the beginning, but at that time she wanted to know more about the life experience of the current emperor, so Chu Tianzheng's question was just a casual question and she didn't take it to heart.

Unexpectedly, Fu Cang and Chu Tianzheng were actually swapped and their identities were exchanged.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

The original owner had good talent and strong martial arts, and was definitely the best among all the masters of Xiqi - there must be a reason for such talent.

Since Fu Cang was also born to Concubine Duan, it can be said that the brother and sister both have excellent martial arts qualifications, and it should be related to the Ling family of Concubine Duan's mother's family.

Because the emperor's other sons do not have such talents.

Chu Qinghuang leaned against the brocade couch in silence for a long time.

The royal family of Xiqi was in chaos, and this chaos was entirely caused by the Queen Mother, but she was mentally prepared, so she was not shocked to hear this at this time.

What she was thinking about now was how to tell Fu Cang the truth and make him accept the fact that siblings could not like each other... As for herself, Chu Qinghuang frowned, as if she had to accept this fact.

Although the two of them did not follow the rules in the past and slept on the same bed, that was without their knowledge, and not many people knew about their sleeping on the same bed, so it would not have a big impact, but in the future...

At least while she was still using Chu Qinghuang's body, she had to avoid suspicion.

"Nuannuan, what do you think now?" Rong Zhan looked at his sister and made a suggestion that he thought was more reasonable, "You can choose to tell him the truth and keep the distance from now on, or let him resume his prince's identity directly, so that he can stop his thoughts that he shouldn't have earlier."

Chu Qinghuang raised her eyes.

Stop his thoughts that he shouldn't have?

Fu Cang's panicked and dim eyes appeared in her mind, and Chu Qinghuang frowned, feeling a little depressed and uncomfortable for no reason.

"No." She shook her head. "Since we already know his true identity, it's only a matter of time before he can restore his identity, but not now."

If he is told the truth now, he probably won't be able to bear it.

"There is another option, which is to follow your original plan." Rong Zhan said, "Let father accept him as a direct disciple. Although Fu Cang is a martial arts master, his thinking is different from that of ordinary people after more than ten years of training in the Dark Pavilion. He still needs to learn a lot of things - if you really want him to restore his identity."

Chu Qinghuang lowered her eyes and said nothing.

She couldn't tell what she felt now, but she felt that the queen mother had indeed committed a lot of sins, one after another, and they were all related to her.

"So from today on, I should avoid him?" Chu Qinghuang raised her eyes, "But in this case, Fu Cang should be more qualified to sit on the throne than me."

"Hmm?" Rong Zhan was puzzled, "How can he be qualified?"

Chu Qinghuang looked thoughtful: "He is the prince of Xiqi, so he is naturally qualified-"

"Nuannuan, who told you that he is the prince of Xiqi?" Rong Zhan was surprised, "I just said it was a prince."

Chu Qinghuang's expression froze instantly: "..." So she heard it wrong and made a mistake?

Prince, prince, one word difference, but the status is very different.

After Dongling merged with Yuguo, only Yanguo and Qingguo are left to survive in the northern border, and only the monarchs of Qingguo and Yanguo are called kings.

The son of the monarch is called a prince.

So which country is Fu Cang the prince?

Yanguo, or Qingguo?

……

I thought about this plot again and again. I originally wanted to write a slightly sad process, but after writing it, I felt it was unbearable. I deleted and modified it. That's all for now.

If I have enough time next week, I will try to update more.

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