A quick encounter leads to a lifetime of misunderstandings

Murong Yan looked at Jun Qing, who was bruised all over the bed, feeling relaxed.

"I'm here to tell you good news."

Jun Qing expressed doubts, "What good news?"

"I foresee that you will be the next king."

Jun Qing was delighted, "Really?"

"A few days ago, His Majesty asked me to deduce the fate of the country, and I saw that the future king is you."

Although Jun Qing was very happy to hear this, he still had some sense left.

"How do I know if you lied to me?"

"I don't need to lie to you. In order to be able to sit in the position of national master for a longer time, I came here today to show my goodwill to you."

"If you want to show your kindness, you can detoxify me."

"Your Highness is thoughtful, but if I detoxify you, how can Your Majesty tolerate me in the future?"

Murong Yan handed him a pill, "This is the antidote for this time. I will give His Highness the antidote on time, and His Highness will not be in danger of life. By the way, tomorrow is the day when I will explain to Your Majesty the future destiny of the country."

Jun Qing sat up in shock, "If he knows, how can I survive?"

"So, why don't I tell His Highness first to make preparations in advance? Since it is predicted that His Highness will become the king, His Highness has a great chance of winning. Moreover, His Highness has made arrangements for so many years. I believe that he can be ready in a short time."

"I'll make a deal with you. You can hide His Majesty's secrets for me. When I ascend the throne in the future, I'll protect your position as Imperial Advisor."

"I don't want to, but this art of prediction can only tell the truth, not lies, otherwise the ability will slowly be lost. This is what my master has told me. As long as His Highness is prepared to strike first, it doesn't matter whether the Emperor knows or not. .”

Jun Qing hesitated, not knowing how much of what she said was true or false. If it was true, his father would definitely take action first when he found out.

"His Highness's life is in my hands, why should I lie to His Highness. On the day you take action, I will help you hold off Jiu Qian Sui."

Seeing that Jun Qing was already very moved, Murong Yan added more fuel to the fire, "Your Highness, your destiny is in your own hands. How long do you want to be suppressed by him? He has never regarded you as his son. Come on board as soon as possible." Isn’t it bad to be in a high position?”

Jun Qing was persuaded that the time, place and people were favorable, and it was indeed a good opportunity to take action.

Murong Yan saw that he had made a decision, "I will take my leave first. I wish your highness an early success."

After Murong Yan left, Jun Qing immediately summoned his confidants for discussion.

Murong Yan returned home and planned to take a nap. As soon as she opened the door, she was hugged by Lu Qiyuan.

Murong Yan has now moved out of the palace and lived in his own mansion. Lu Qiyuan would come here when he had nothing to do and regarded this place as his home.

He kicked the door shut, "How? He should be about to take action."

"Well, it seems that the decision has been made."

"Just accompany them through the last few days of acting."

After saying that, he hugged Murong Yan and kissed her. After a long time, he let her go and took her to take a lunch break.

……

On the second day, Murong Yan told the emperor about the fate of the country and also told him that Jun Qing was the future king.

His eyes were calm, perhaps thinking about the pros and cons of getting rid of him or keeping him, but suddenly his vision blurred and he fainted to the ground.

The emperor woke up again in his bedroom. Looking at the row of kneeling imperial doctors and the weeping concubines in the harem, he felt his head hurt even more.

He looked at Murong Yan standing aside and asked, "What happened to me just now?"

Murong Yan looked at everyone in the hall and hesitated to speak.

The emperor asked her and Lu Qiyuan to stay, and everyone else left.

The Emperor: "Now the Imperial Preceptor can speak."

Murong Yan: "Your Majesty, your dragon luck is being snatched away by His Highness the Second Prince."

The emperor's face suddenly turned very dark: "Is there a way to solve it?"

"As long as the person who robbed him disappears, His Highness the Second Prince's illness a few days ago was a turning point in his fate. It is precisely because he robbed His Majesty of his dragon luck that his body can recover. When he is completely healthy, Your Majesty..."

The emperor's eyes flashed with cruelty. No wonder his health has gotten worse and worse since he fell ill. "Lu Aiqing, I leave this matter to you."

Lu Qiyuan: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Of course, the emperor's physical problems were caused by Murong Yan. He had to have some personal experience before the emperor would believe what he said. It is better to kill the wrong person than to let it go, which is the wise saying of the royal family.

Murong Yan also deliberately revealed this matter to the fifth prince Junlin, so Junqing was attacked by two groups of people that night.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Jun Qing was glad that he had made preparations, and he became more determined to usurp the throne. "My good father and brother really can't wait for even one day. Then I have to fight back."

Lu Qiyuan was deliberately injured and went back to report, "Your Majesty, I didn't expect that the Second Prince's Mansion was heavily guarded and full of masters. The men I brought were dead and wounded."

Seeing Lu Qiyuan's bleeding wound, the emperor couldn't blame him. After all, he was the best knife for him, but he was still furious.

"Is there any evidence left behind?"

"Your Majesty, the people sent here are all dead soldiers, and they are not allowed to carry any tokens with them. The second prince probably doesn't know where he is from."

"In this case, Lu Aiqing will go back and treat the wounds first. Today we have alerted the enemy. We will send more people there tomorrow. But I underestimated the second child."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

……

Imperial Prefecture

"Hiss...smoke lighter."

"You still know it hurts, but you actually gave yourself such a big cut."

"If you don't be cruel to yourself, he will notice the clues."

After Murong Yan finished bandaging, he handed him a pill, "Here, take it. It will heal quickly and you won't be in so much pain."

Lu Qiyuan felt aggrieved, "Then why didn't Yan'er give it to me just now?"

"I asked you to have a longer memory and let me reassure you, but you ended up coming back with such a big wound."

He swallowed the pills and leaned on Murong Yan's shoulder, "I'm even hurt, but Yan'er is still cruel to me."

"ask for it."

The two were still bickering. Qin Luofan also climbed over the wall and came to the Imperial Master's Mansion. When he came in through the window, he saw the two of them cuddling together. He was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he and Lu Qiyuan had been pretending to be stupid for so long. Hit.

With a normal expression on his face, he walked up to Murong Yan and said, "Yan'er, the person on my side has recovered."

"Thank you for your hard work, Luo Fan, sit down."

Seeing that he had the same idea, Lu Qiyuan glared at him, without any thought of getting up from Murong Yan, "Master Qin, just go back after finishing the message. Didn't you see Yan'er accompanying me?"

Murong Yan: Although we are late to the Shura field, we are here. Can’t we, my darlings, get along well?

"This is the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, and you are not the one who calls the shots. Besides, as a eunuch, how can you serve Yan'er?"

After Qin Luofan knew that Lu Qiyuan and Murong Yan were closely related, he guessed that he was not a real eunuch, but since he couldn't find any evidence and couldn't directly confirm it with Murong Yan, he should just assume that he was the real one.

"No need to worry about it, Mr. Qin."

Then he pretended that the wound hurt, "Yan'er, I feel that my wound hurts so much. I want to rest."