The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

"I also know that you are outstanding in appearance and personable, and it is easy for women of the same age to admire you."

Feng Qingyang looked straight into Lin Yuan's eyes with an extremely solemn tone.

"In addition to being young, promising, and talented, even Her Royal Highness, it is difficult to resist your charm."

"But I hope that you have a clear definition of your abilities."

Feng Qingyang drank the tea in one gulp.

"I really don't want to see a once-in-a-lifetime genius like you, because you took the wrong path and made the wrong choice when you were young, and fell halfway."

"There are many geniuses in this world, but very few grow up."

Feng Qingyang picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Do you know what I mean?"

As Feng Qingyang's voice fell, Lin Yuan's mood also calmed down.

He nodded and replied, "Of course I understand what Feng Lao meant."

"Understood? I don't think so! If you understand, you are still so close to Her Royal Highness?"

Feng Qingyang felt it attentively, and after confirming that there was no one around the cave, he warned Lin Yuan in a low voice.

"In the middle of the night, I was in the same room with Her Royal Highness, and my behavior was ambiguous. If this word spread, you have to know exactly what you will face!"

Lin Yuan drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, bowed his head and remained silent.

He naturally understood what Feng Qingyang said.

After pondering for a while, Lin Yuan said with a serious expression: "Feng Lao, the royal family of the Qin Dynasty, what is the current situation?"

"You and the princess are so close, you don't even know this?" Feng Qingyang was a little surprised.

Lin Yuan shook his head, taking it as an answer.

"Judging from your accent, you really don't look like someone from the Qin Dynasty. I'm a little curious, where did a genius like you who is proficient in everything come from..."

After being surprised, Feng Qingyang realized Lin Yuan's unknown identity.

"Since you don't know, I'll give you a brief explanation."

Feng Qingyang thought for a while, and slowly narrated:

"Since Daqin was looted by other six kingdoms, the royal family has declined, the country is in turmoil, and people's hearts are uncertain. Although the Bauhinia City looks calm on the surface, it is actually undercurrents."

"The emperor has a lot of things to do every day. He has always burned ointments and continued to worry about the country and the people. In the end, he became sick from overwork and suddenly fell ill two years ago."

Feng Qingyang recalled.

"I still remember that at that time the eldest prince summoned famous doctors from all over the world to treat the emperor, but they all had a look at the imperial physicians, but they couldn't find the cause, let alone cure it."

Hearing this, Lin Yuan pricked up his ears.

"Because the position of the crown prince has not been fully determined, since the emperor's health has deteriorated day by day, the open and secret fights between the various royal families have intensified, and everyone in the imperial city knows it."

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"Although the eldest prince has lived in the palace for a long time, he rarely shows up, but he has a lot of eyeliners, and he sits and plans."

"The second prince is not a legitimate son, but he has been coveting the throne for a long time. He has the best relationship with Yan State. Yan people often come and go in his mansion. It seems that he wants Yan State to intervene and help him win the throne."

"The other princes are all the same, using various means to erode the power of the court."

"Even the other peaks of the Qing sect have long been attached to each other. The forces of the various factions of the royal family are currently in a very delicate balance."

Speaking of this, Feng Qingyang shook his head helplessly.

"Just wait for the day when the emperor can't hold on, this delicate balance will be broken. At that time, a battle for imperial power is absolutely inevitable."

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Chapter 79 Sound Transmission

Feng Qingyang chatted with Lin Yuan until midnight before leaving.

Lin Yuan turned off the ever-burning lamp and lay back on the stone bed silently, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

The situation of the royal family of the Qin Dynasty far exceeded his expectations.

Tossing and turning, Lin Yuan seemed to suddenly think of something, turned over, and took out a snail-shaped jade from the ring.

The piece of jade exuded a faint white light, making his cheeks faintly visible in the darkness.

Outside the copper coffin, all the monks recognized it.

This is the Wanli Sound Transmission Jade that Qin Zhimu bought with a lot of money in the afternoon.

It was written by Tianyi Pavilion, the largest chain power in Qingzhou.

These sound transmission jades were originally a pair, the young Qingdi held the male jade, and Qin Zhimu held the female jade.

As the name suggests, this pair of Wanli Sound Transmission Jade can enable two people who are thousands of miles apart to communicate through sound transmission.

When Qin Zhimu bought it, there was an uncontrollable excitement and excitement on his face.

She has lived in a boudoir for a long time, and she has never used such a strange thing.

Lin Yuan lay on his back on the stone bed, quietly looking at the warm jade in his hand that was constantly shining with a faint spiritual light.

The flickering of the jade means that Qin Zhimu's voice transmission has been received.

As long as you inject spiritual power into it, you can hear the content of her voice transmission.

What will it be?

Lin Yuan played with the jade in his hand, thinking in his heart.

Did he send a voice transmission to him when he was in danger, or did he already return to the palace?

After thinking about it carefully, Lin Yuan smiled.

He always loves to think so much why?

What did Qin Zhimu say, and what does it have to do with him?

He held the sound transmission jade in his palm, put his hands behind his head, and let out a sigh of relief.

Yingguang was covered by the palm, and the picture on the copper coffin went dark.

In the dark, Lin Yuan recalled everything he had experienced since he walked out of the Disabled Old Village.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, he only wanted to repay Qin Zhimu's kindness for saving him, so he escorted her all the way back to the country.

The reason why he still stays in Qin Chao now is nothing more than treating Qin Chao as a pedal.

A transition tool purely for revenge.

He didn't have a deep sense of belonging to Qin Chao, and even met Qin Zhimu by chance.

He didn't have to, let alone put himself in danger like this.

Two years later, Qin Zhimu married to the country of Yan, and he went to participate in the ranking of the seven countries, and there was no contact since then.

This was the trajectory of his life that he had planned for himself from the very beginning.

But the more he gets along with Qin Zhimu, the more Lin Yuan can't understand.

Why is there always a lingering sense of loss in my heart, and an inexplicable sense of reluctance.

Why don't you want Qin Zhimu to simply leave like this, and don't want her to accept the established fate like this.

He didn't know what was causing him to have such thoughts.

Is it because she simply feels that Qin Zhimu is pitiful, or because...

Love?

Lin Yuan pulled out the hand that was resting on the back of his head, and looked again at the sound transmission jade that Qin Zhimu bought for the convenience of contact.

Outside the copper coffin, everyone could also see that the young Emperor Qing was lost in thought.

Perhaps, he was worrying about his relationship with Qin Zhimu.

Having witnessed so many scenes, everyone can see that Princess Zhimu is interested in the young Emperor Qing.

There is a kind of affection beyond other people, a kind of affection that is infinitely close to the affection between men and women.

But the young Emperor Qing seemed to have no interest in her.

Maybe it was because of the marriage contract, or maybe it was another reason, he didn't want to have too close a relationship with Qin Zhimu.

It has always been indifferent.

But if the young Emperor Qing also really has no intentions of Qin Zhimu, why is he in trouble now?

How did the relationship between the two develop?

The ins and outs of previous years seem to be unclear now.

……

"Love."

In the darkness, Lin Yuan held the sound transmission jade and muttered in a low voice.

This word was too vague, too distant, and too extravagant for him.

He couldn't be sure whether this feeling in his heart that he had never felt before was love.

But even if it was, he had to let it go.

Besides, this might just be his wishful thinking.

Qin Zhimu is a princess, but he is just a person who doesn't even have a normal status.

What Feng Qingyang said is quite right, if they get too close, it will do a lot of harm to both parties.

He must recognize his own strength.

Weigh whether you have the ability to meet the things you have to face under each different choice.

He bears blood and deep hatred, and he is heavily chained.

He can't have any burdens, too many flaws, or weak feelings.

he can not.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan injected spiritual power into the sound transmission jade, and soon heard Qin Zhimu's slightly shy and nervous voice.

"Mr. Lin, I've already returned to the palace. It's very late. Let's go to bed early. Good night."

Qin Zhimu dragged on the word "good night" for a long time.

After listening to this sentence, Qin Zhimu's bright and moving appearance when he said this sentence appeared in Lin Yuan's mind unconsciously.

No, why did you think wrong again?

Lin Yuan didn't think about it anymore, and continued to inject spiritual power into the sound transmission jade.

After he simply said good night, he was ready to go to bed.

Unexpectedly, after only two breaths of time, the dimmed luster of the sound transmission jade once again lit up with aura.

It was Qin Zhimu's voice transmission.

So fast?

Lin Yuan looked a little surprised.

Had she been waiting for a reply, or did she happen to be awake and received his voice transmission?

He didn't know what was going on with Qin Zhimu, so he put the sound transmission jade to his ear and listened to the sound transmission.

"My lord, why are you still up so late?"

This sound transmission is different from the first sound transmission, and the tone sounds a little surprised and excited.

"Talking with Elder Feng up to now has delayed time."