Mu Chenshuang stopped and turned to look at Qi Ye. "What's wrong?"
Qi Ye asked directly, "Miss has chosen to be with Crown Prince Junheng?"
Mu Chenshuang paused for a long time, looked up at the sky, sighed and said, "When I regret my decision later, then you can lecture me."
"How can I lecture Miss on her decision?"
Mu Chenshuang turned to look at him, "Isn't it okay to offer comfort?"
Qi Ye remained silent and did not speak again.
Mu Chenshuang withdrew her gaze and walked into the house.
Linglong brought over a vase, and Mu Chenshuang placed the apricot blossoms in it. Some of the petals on the branches had fallen off, and the blossoms were no longer as fresh as they had been yesterday.
Perhaps the moment he turned away with the flowers yesterday, her heart had already made its decision.
As Linglong watched her mistress arranging the flowers, a sweet smile graced her eyes. She asked, "Miss, were these flowers a gift from Crown Prince Junheng?"
Mu Chenshuang hummed in agreement.
"So, Miss, you and Crown Prince Junheng..."
Linglong couldn't help but ask.
Mu Chenshuang picked up the vase and walked towards the dressing table, answering Linglong's question, "Just as you think."
As Mu Chenshuang turned around, Linglong saw the silk ribbon tied to her hair, which looked so familiar.
Linglong stepped forward and said, "As long as you like it, Miss."
But there was a hint of worry in his tone.
Mu Chenshuang sat down on the stool and put down the vase. "Linglong, what are you worried about?"
Linglong stood to the side, wanting to speak but not daring to.
Mu Chenshuang looked up at her and said, "Say what you want to say, it's okay."
Linglong hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke up, saying, "Crown Prince Junheng is certainly a good person, but he will definitely return to Shengjing in the future. What will you do then, Miss?"
If Miss wants to be with Crown Prince Junheng, then Miss must become the Crown Princess. If she wants to become the Crown Princess of another country, then this is not just a matter between the two of them, or even a matter for the Marquis's family, but involves the interests between countries.
Putting aside whether the Marquis will agree, His Majesty will certainly consider it carefully, and there's also Shengjing. Just thinking about it makes one realize how great the obstacles are.
Mu Chenshuang lowered her eyes and looked at herself in the bronze mirror. The flickering candlelight reflected on her face, making her expression appear even more profound, and her dark eyes gradually darkened.
Linglong was well aware of what he was thinking, but even with such clarity, she couldn't resist the turmoil in his heart.
She reached out and plucked a nearly withered apricot blossom, looking down at it. "Even knowing the hope is slim, I still choose to accept it. Linglong, do you know why?"
Linglong whispered, "Miss... likes Crown Prince Junheng."
"I'm just gambling with my fate."
Will he be his calamity or his fortune?
"No matter what decision Miss makes, Linglong will always stand with Miss."
Mu Chenshuang turned to look at Linglong, smiled and hummed in agreement.
Fu Junheng went to the Prince of Xiaoyao's Mansion.
Feng Ji was already waiting for him at the mansion. Looking at the silk eye bandage he had taken off, even with his calm and aloof expression, there was a light in the depths of his eyes.
"You've taken off your eye patch, looks like you've won him over."
Fu Junheng stepped forward, lifted his long robe, and sat down opposite Feng Ji. He picked up a black piece from a box next to the chessboard and struck it in a vital spot.
Feng Ji looked at the fallen chess piece and said jokingly, "You really don't leave me any way out."
Having said that, he picked up a white piece and placed it on a side path.
"His Majesty has ordered martial law to be declared in the palace, and a thorough search for suspicious persons is underway within the palace," Feng Ji said.
Fu Junheng placed a piece on the board and asked, "Do you think Shuang'er will intervene to help Feng Xilan?"
Feng Ji naturally understood the meaning behind Fu Junheng's words, "Princess Weiyang and Feng Xilan have already exhausted their feelings for each other. Moreover, Princess Weiyang should understand in her heart that the struggle for imperial power is not something she can participate in, but..."
Feng Ji paused here.
"But what?"
"But if Princess Weiyang thinks that this matter was caused by her, then things might not be so easy to say."
After all, it was Mu Chenshuang's idea to plan Shen Nanzhi's assassination, and in the end, Feng Hao was not the one who took the blame, which must have been a big mistake for her.
Upon hearing this, Fu Junheng's face darkened, and he slammed down the black piece in his hand.
"However, there is another possibility. Given Shen Nanzhi's personality, even if he has a problem with Feng Xilan because of Princess Weiyang, he probably wouldn't do such a thing if he were to be accused of assassinating him. With just a little effort, we could force Shen Nanzhi to admit to the emperor that the assassination was something he orchestrated himself."
Feng Ji continued to explain: "Shen Nanzhi admitted to this matter, and His Majesty will certainly not blame him for it. After all, this is something that is tacitly understood. The emperor did not want Shen Nanzhi to be in power, and Shen Nanzhi did not want to be in power either. Shen Nanzhi's assassination gave the emperor a way out, which was originally a good thing. But since things did not go as planned, in the end, only Shen Nanzhi will be in power."
The words were spoken.
As Feng Ji placed the white piece in his hand to block the black pieces on the chessboard, he looked up at Fu Junheng, a smug smile playing on his lips, and said, "Junheng, it's your turn."
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