Chapter 518 He Is Indeed a Charlatan

Chu Qinghuang put down the book in his hand, leaned half on the low couch, held his chin with one hand, and looked at him with interest: "Controlling the life of a king? It sounds really interesting. It seems that you are also a secretive person. The person...oh, no, he should be regarded as a hidden warlock, an omnipotent magic stick. "

Dong Lingchen didn't take her ridicule seriously and said calmly: "Don't you have a problem that you haven't solved?"

Troubled?

Chu Qinghuang narrowed his eyes.

"Wei Fucang was sent to the secret pavilion when he was young, passed five levels and killed six generals. After extensive training, he stood out among the shadow guards... Do you think he is really talented?"

Fucang pursed her lips and looked at him expressionlessly.

Chu Qinghuang's voice was calm: "What do you mean?"

"You have actually guessed it in your heart. Did you suddenly feel a sense of enlightenment?" Dong Lingchen raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his brows were lazy and unfocused, "All the princes of Xiqi are useless, except the seventh princess Chu Qinghuang. He is born with brute strength and a violent temper. He has been fighting invincible opponents since he was a child, but he lost to the shadow guards of the dark pavilion. Is this a destiny? "

Chu Qinghuang frowned.

"The Shadow Guards of the Dark Pavilion are accustomed to all kinds of harsh living environments, but they can't sleep well in the palace of the eldest princess. They shiver from the cold at night without realizing it, so they can sleep on the master's bed naturally, and then get along with each other. A little bit of affection arises... You, the master, really care about the shadow guard."

Fucang slowly clenched his hands, feeling uneasy for no reason.

Dong Lingchen smiled lightly: "Don't you think all these coincidences are abnormal?"

"I did feel abnormal before, and occasionally I would have some confusions. I just couldn't figure it out, so I just stopped thinking about it. After all, if you insist on thinking about things that don't have answers, it will only increase your worries." Chu Qinghuang picked up the tea. Zhan, with a calm expression, "But today it seems that you are going to give me an answer?"

Dong Lingchen looked at her quietly: "Do you believe in past and present lives?"

"He is indeed a magic stick. He has the temperament of a magic stick as soon as he opens his mouth." Chu Qinghuang smiled faintly, "Of course I believe him in his past life and this life. You don't want to tell me that I and Fucang are destined to be together in this life, right?"

Dong Lingchen nodded slowly: "You want to know?"

"Are you willing to tell me?"

"I can tell you, but you have to agree to my conditions."

"What conditions?"

"Let me enter the palace."

Chu Qinghuang raised his eyebrows: "You want to join the palace and become a eunuch?"

Dong Lingchen's expression froze for a moment, then he said with a faint smile: "Of course not. Let me be your royal husband."

"You are dreaming." Chu Qinghuang refused without thinking, "I already have Fu Cang. If others want to enter the palace, the only way is to go to the Jingshi Room and castrate themselves."

Fucang pursed his lips, his heart felt sour and astringent, and he wanted to laugh.

"If you have memories of past and present lives, let alone whether you can still love each other wholeheartedly, I'm afraid you will turn against each other instantly." Dong Lingchen said with a deep expression, "So there is no need to talk too much early."

Fucang's expression suddenly changed, turning against him?

"Turn each other against each other?" Chu Qinghuang frowned, "You mean, my past life and Fucang's past life had entanglements and grudges?"

Dong Lingchen nodded.

"In this case, I don't want to know what happened in the past life, and I am not interested in negotiating terms with you." Chu Qinghuang said indifferently, "Everyone is born, old, sick, and dead. No matter how great the hatred and resentment in the previous life, all the grudges will disappear as soon as you close your eyes. What happened in the past life It has nothing to do with this life. Drink Meng Po soup and start a new life. Who has so much time to dwell on the past life? "

When Dong Lingchen heard this, he looked at her deeply, "Are you sure you don't want to?"

"OK." Chu Qinghuang coldly ordered the guests to leave, "You can leave."

"I will stay in the eastern suburbs of the Imperial City for the time being." Dong Lingchen stood up, "If Her Majesty the Queen changes her mind, you can come to me at any time."

Chu Qinghuang raised his eyes: "I would rather know, who has better skills, you or Hong Yu?"

"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world." Dong Lingchen said, "It's really hard to say. What I can figure out may not be possible for him. What he can figure out, I may be trapped for some reason and unable to figure it out. ——”

"Stop." Chu Qinghuang interrupted him, "You can leave."

Dong Lingchen glanced across Fucang's face and gave a faint glance.

The purpose of entering the palace today has been achieved, there is no need to stay any longer.

So he simply turned and left.

"Fucang." Chu Qinghuang turned her head and looked at the young man beside her, "Do you want to know the story of your past life and this life?"

Fucang's face turned slightly pale and he was silent for a while before saying, "Master, you want to know?"

"I don't want to." Chu Qinghuang's tone was very calm, "I have no interest in the things in the past life. There are still many things that have not been done in this life. How can I have time to dwell on what happened a hundred years ago? Are you full?"

Fucang pursed his lips: "I don't want to know either...but what if the master and I were enemies in the previous life?"