The mistress died of overwork, and after rebirth, she was bad at raising her cubs

Shen Qinglan sat back and poured a glass of wine for Marquis Jing'an. After thinking for a while, he slowly explained:

"Did father forget that nepotism is a taboo for Your Majesty?"

This one sentence made Marquis Jing'an break out in a cold sweat.

is not that right?

After all, he and King Zhan are now relatives by marriage. If King Zhan recommends him at this time, even if Emperor Jingren agrees, he will definitely be dissatisfied with him.

If you make any mistakes in the future, Emperor Jingren will hold you accountable.

By then, not to mention restoring the glory of the Marquis' Mansion, even the lives of the entire family may not be saved!

Jing'an Hou was sweating profusely, and quickly said to Shen Qinglan with a look of fear:

"Qing Lan is right! Fortunately you reminded me! But if that were the case, then I..."

Shen Qinglan laughed, looked at Jing'an Marquis soothingly, and said in a low voice:

"Father, you don't have to worry about the gains and losses at the moment. Since you want to make a plan, why not be bolder?"

Jing'an Hou seemed to realize something, and paused, then asked carefully, "You, what do you mean?"

Shen Qinglan sat up straight, playing with the wine glass in his hand, and said slowly:

"Since ancient times, a new emperor has new ministers. Father, don't you think it would be better to bet on the treasure somewhere else?"

"If the other party can soar to the sky, then my father will become a close minister. In this case... let alone inheriting the Marquisate, he may even be directly conferred a higher title and become a Duke."

Shen Qinglan's words made Marquis Jing'an's breathing speed up a bit.

His mind was working rapidly, and his face couldn't help but become excited as he thought about the feasibility of what Shen Qinglan said.

But soon, Jing'an Hou seemed to have thought of something, calmed down and said:

"Since ancient times, the journey to seize the throne has always been dangerous. If you are not careful, you will lose everything. If you choose the wrong person..."

"Father, what are you afraid of? Whoever you choose, the Zhan Palace will choose! The million-strong army will also choose the same person. Even if they choose the wrong one, they will still be able to turn the tide."

When Marquis Jing'an got here, his mind started working rapidly.

Yes!

Although everyone knows that the War King has returned the tiger talisman to Emperor Jingren, the War King has been fighting for decades, so how could his prestige in the army disappear overnight?

There is no telling how many loyal supporters he has under his command. As long as the King of War wants to, he can just raise his arm and call for help, and I'm sure many people will respond!

Thinking of this, Jing'an Hou hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously, "Then who do you think I should choose as a father?"

Seeing that Marquis Jing'an had made up his mind, Shen Qinglan's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm. Then he stretched out his index finger, dipped it in wine, and wrote a word on the table stroke by stroke.

The moment he saw this word, Jing'an Hou's eyes were somewhat surprised, and he raised his eyes and asked, "He? He has no maternal family, no favor from the emperor, and doesn't look like someone who wants to seize the throne. Is it possible?"

Shen Qinglan laughed and said seriously: "Father, you can't judge people by their appearance."

Jing'an Hou's heart moved, and he asked, "Why do you want to get in?"

Shen Qinglan didn't say much, he just stood up, bowed to Marquis Jing'an and said:

"When Qinglan returns, he will give the things to father. Father can take him to visit. Then, he will definitely hand over the position of the Minister of War to father."

After saying this, Shen Qinglan did not stay any longer and said goodbye and left.

Looking at Shen Qinglan's back, Marquis Jing'an felt both worried and hopeful, and couldn't help but take another look at the word "four" written with wine on the table.

The fourth prince appears to be pure-hearted and indifferent, and he is also kind and compassionate. Perhaps, he is a benevolent ruler?

Shen Qinglan got on the carriage back to the palace. Along the way, she didn't say a word, which made Shuyu very worried.

Just as they arrived at the palace gate, Shen Qinglan got off the carriage and felt his stomach churning. He couldn't help but lean against the wall and vomit.

Seeing this, Shu Yu hurried forward to support Shen Qinglan and patted her back gently, while Shu Wen had already taken some tea from the carriage and helped Shen Qinglan rinse her mouth.

"Miss, are you okay?"

"You are obviously allergic to shrimp, why did you eat the shrimp that the Marquis gave you?"

Shu Yu patted Shen Qinglan's back while looking at the small red rashes that were beginning to appear on Shen Qinglan's already pale face, feeling very distressed.

Shen Qinglan took a break, then borrowed Shuyu's strength and leaned on her, smiling bitterly:

"Yes! I am allergic to shrimps. Everyone in the Marquis' Mansion knows this. Even Zhao knew it well before, but she didn't dare to serve this in front of me. But..."

Marquis Jing'an, her biological father, was completely unaware of this!

The love you claim to have is nothing but a joke!

Of course, she had long given up on Marquis Jing'an's so-called fatherly love, but what she found in her mother's yard completely severed her kinship with Marquis Jing'an.

Why did the crabapple blossoms suddenly wither that year?

Why did Marquis Jing'an suddenly order someone to uproot the crabapple flowers?

Why are there weeds everywhere else, but no grass grows where I picked the crabapple flowers?

unless……

The place where the Acacia Heartbreak Powder first fell was on the crabapple flower!

The crabapple blossoms are in bloom, and the heartbreaking lovesickness is scattering.

My mother sat by the window every day, and the medicine she drank must have contained something that could trigger the poison to take effect quickly.

Whether it is Zhao or Jin Lan, they are just tools used by Marquis Jing'an.

He didn't want his mother to live from the beginning!

Cui, who was behind his mother, could not help him, so he turned to Zhao, who was easier to control!

Thinking of this, Shen Qinglan just felt sick!

Shuyu listened to Shen Qinglan's words with eyes full of heartache.

"Miss, Master Wuchen has been captured."

As soon as Shuwen said something, the guards brought Wuchen over and threw him in front of Shen Qinglan.

Wu Chen was extremely frightened. He looked up guiltily and met Shen Qinglan's gaze.

Those eyes seemed as deep as the sea, as if they could see through everything about him at a glance.

"Zhan, Princess Zhan, what do you mean? Why did you tie me up?"

Shen Qinglan said nothing, but just looked at Wuchen steadily. After a while, he spoke:

"Buddhism emphasizes the word cause and effect. The evil deeds committed in the past have matured in this life. Master Wuchen has practiced to this point. Do you have any regrets?"

When Wu Chen heard this, his face turned pale, and he immediately lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Seeing this, Shen Qinglan did not press the issue, but only said: "From birth to death, my mother did nothing but good deeds. She could not bear to see beggars on the street, injured kittens, and any suffering, and was willing to help save them."

"Master Wuchen, can good and evil really be rewarded?"

Shen Qinglan clearly didn't accuse him of anything, but Wu Chen just felt hot on his face.

He pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at Shen Qinglan, with a hint of apology in his eyes, sighed, and finally spoke:

"Good deeds will be rewarded, evil deeds will be punished. Your mother's good deeds will bring good results in the next life, but I... was confused for a moment and greedy for money, which led to a big mistake. I hope the donor will punish me..."

Shen Qinglan was silent for a moment, and asked someone to help Wuchen up, then asked:

"So, who ordered you to put the soul-suppressing nail on my mother's coffin in the Shen family's ancestral tomb?"

"Donor, you actually know it clearly, why are you asking so many questions?"

Wu Chen glanced at Shen Qinglan with a trace of sympathy in his eyes. After a pause, he took something out of his arms and handed it to Shen Qinglan.

"In fact, your father gave me two birth dates, which meant to trap the soul and bring bad luck."

When Shen Qinglan heard this, his eyes moved slightly. He reached out to take the paper and opened it, his eyes slightly condensed.