Li Zhe violently knocked over the porcelain vase on the table.

The staff around him felt sad, but due to the pressure surrounding him, no one dared to come forward to comfort him.

No wonder Li Zhe was so angry. Only one day later, news came that the Xue family's plan to transfer subcontracts was completed last night. The one who was kidnapped by Hu Yan and his party was the little maid next to Xue Yu. Li Zhe finally made a plan

Only half of the victory was achieved, and I felt extremely embarrassed.

However, luring the barbarians to kidnap their relatives and instigate them to civil war so that they can gain power from them is the most important part of the plan. As Emperor Li Zhi said, the barbarians have never seen the ladies of the Great Xia Dynasty. It does not matter whether the one who was kidnapped was Xue Yu or a maid.

The influence is just in name anyway. The barbarians say whoever is the princess is the bride. In the long run, Li Zhe still wins the game.

But the counselor who is most familiar with him knows that the prince wants both success and failure, and dignity. Let the Xue family successfully rescue Xue Yu. For him, it is Li Zhi's victory. This result is no less than Ming Huang.

The ground slapped Li Zhe on the face. He cared about this most in his life. At this time, it was an act of restraint to not push out and kill the person who reported the news.

"Who is it?!"

Li Zhe spat out a few words through his teeth. He once again thought of the sourceless look and chuckle that night, and became furious.

Everyone around them lowered their heads and quietly exchanged glances with each other, until the counselor was prompted by several looks and had to step forward, bowed his hands and said hesitantly:

"Your Highness, there must be someone obstructing this matter. In the early years, I heard that the current person has..."

He didn't dare to say any more, but Li Zhe suddenly raised his eyes and turned his head suddenly.

"Yes, that's what you said."

His words were as terrifying as a poisonous snake spitting a message. The counselor bowed and trembled, not daring to say any more.

Li Zhe's face was solemn, and he asked them to step back after a long while, carefully searching for the details of "that person" in his memory.

This matter can be regarded as an anecdote, or a joke. In the early years, it came from the mouth of an old palace maid, saying that when Li Zhisu was in the harem, he accompanied a certain concubine to enjoy the scenery, and happened to see a spring swallow.

, then he put his hands on his hands and laughed. The concubine asked him why he was laughing. He lowered his head and thought about it for a moment, and said with a smile: "When I was young, I once knew an adopted son. He was naughty and clever, like a swallow, so I couldn't help but laugh."

The emperor's words, even if the speaker did not mean them, the listeners will think about their meaning. Speculations about this sentence have spread in the palace since then, and some people even rumored that the emperor intended to pass the throne to the unknown "adopted son"

"Although Li Zhe was still young at the time, resentment took root in his heart.

But why have I never heard from that person in all these years?

The more Li Zhe thought about it, the more surprised and suspicious he became. His mind turned to the scene where Li Zhi secretly cultivated a prince, waiting for an imperial decree to specify the world before his death, and his eyes suddenly sank.

Suddenly, there was another faint smile.

"Who?!"

Li Zhe shouted loudly.

"It's really a newborn calf. This voice is louder than his father..."

The voice was clear and soft, with a lazy smile, and the breeze-like movement made Li Zhe even more angry. However, he could not identify the source of the sound and looked around angrily.

"Don't look for it, it's over here."

Qin Feiyan stretched his voice in a long voice, and when the sound hit the spot, Li Zhe turned around suddenly, and his heart suddenly stopped.

When did this person sneak into his room without him noticing?!

"Pfft. You really look exactly like him."

Seeing Li Zhe's sword unsheathed on his waist, Qin Feiyan, who was slumped on the chair, laughed out loud, "I always look like 'there are some unscrupulous people who want to harm me again', hahaha..."

Li Zhe saw that his words were strange, and it was difficult to distinguish his attitude and stance. The soft sword in his hand was not sheathed, and he only said attentively: "Who are you?"

Qin Feiyan glanced at him quietly, the reminiscence look in her eyebrows could not be faked, it was annoying for no reason.

"I, Qin...Feiyan."

Qin Feiyan paused slightly, but still smiled a little.

"Feiyan?" Li Zhe suddenly remembered Li Zhi's joke, and was shocked and angry, "You are his adopted son?!"

This man looks frivolous, behaves sloppily, and clearly has no imperial bearing at all. How could he be adopted by Li Zhi as his adopted son!

Wait, but his martial arts skills are weird, could it be——

Li Zhe was still thinking, but Qin Feiyan across from him slammed the low table and said angrily: "That old guy said I was his adopted son?!"

"..." Li Zhe was stunned by his yelling, "Ah?"

Qin Feiyan's eyes widened with a hint of anger. He was so angry that he jumped off his chair and walked around angrily in front of Li Zhe, mumbling constantly.

"Adopted son? Adopted son?! It's a shame he can think of it! Who cares about being his son? It's good that I'm not his father!"

Li Zhe couldn't even think of these rebellious words and couldn't even say them out. He was stunned when he heard them.

"Could it be that you, this guy, overheard some nonsense——" Qin Feiyan stopped walking in a circle, and a dagger flew straight towards Li Zhe. For a moment, he actually laughed in anger, "Ha, I understand, you are actually

Are you worried about taking him and passing the throne to me? What a big joke! What’s so great about that dragon chair? It’s so rare!”

This remark that sounded like a scolding made Li Zhe feel confused. He put his sword back into its scabbard and looked at the angry face of the man opposite him. For the first time in his life, he didn't know how to speak.

"...That's all, why should I be angry with a child with a yellow mouth?"

Qin Feiyan suddenly became discouraged, sat back on the chair and poured herself a cup of tea.

Li Zhe felt a buzzing in his ears: "Huang, Huangkou kid——"

"Yeah, what's going on? Are you the only one? Have you reached the crown? Are you asking to marry the daughter of the Xue family?" Qin Feiyan asked impatiently, "This is a good girl who got involved in a boring dispute between your father and son for no reason.

What bad luck!"

"You, you, you, you..." Li Zhe was furious.

"You can't even listen to these words. When you sit on that cold dragon chair, all the civil and military officials in the court will argue endlessly with you and me, and you will still have a headache!"

Qin Feiyan sneered and drank tea.

Li Zhe was so scolded that he blushed and trembled with anger: "You are also in your teens, so why are you talking about me?"

"More than ten years old? Ha!" Qin Feiyan vented all her anger towards Li Zhi on his son's head. With a movement of energy in his palm, the tea cup shattered into powder, "I am forty-one this year! I look young.

No way?!"

"...Ah, ah."

Li Zhe was completely stunned. He opened his mouth, but didn't spit out a word for a long time.

Qin Feiyan glared at him and drank tea.

"No, if you are forty-one, wouldn't you be the same..." Li Zhe came back to his senses and looked surprised.

"When I slipped out of the palace and was played with by me, I'm afraid you were still in the nurse's arms, waiting to be fed!" Qin Feiyan sneered.

Li Zhe was even more shocked: "What, he slipped out of the palace——"

"Yes."

Seeing the young prince in front of him who looked slightly similar to Li Zhi choked frequently and looked confused, Qin Feiyan suddenly felt that his mood improved a lot, slumped back, and returned to his usual relaxed and freehand posture.

"As for him, please ask me to soften you, intercede, and speak truth to you." He held up his cheeks and smiled, "I wonder if it will turn into assassination and poisoning--just a joke, you are really

There is no city in my heart, my emotions are all written on my face."

Qin Feiyan played with another tea cup, not paying attention to Li Zhe's dark complexion again, and said with a smile:

"But I hate being forced to do things most in my life, so you don't have to worry. I just want to see what you look like. If you look good, I will take a second look. If you don't, I will leave. That's all.

”

After he finished speaking, he shook his clothes, stood up calmly, and put his hands behind his back.

"Okay, I've finished reading it now, just treat it as a little fun in normal life, see you later."

"Wait!"
Chapter completed!