After the divorce, the princess was forced to raise a sickly villain

Don’t you want Ling Anjie to take over?

Fucang was slightly startled, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Chu Qinghuang didn't really want to ask his opinion. Fucang was just a shadow guard. Even if he was very skilled in martial arts, he had no right to interfere with matters in the court. Moreover, things like political intrigue were not suitable for shadow guards.

"Your Highness." Nanny Wu stood outside the palace and reported, "Miss Feng sent someone to deliver an invitation, saying that a flower viewing banquet will be held in the mansion tomorrow, and His Highness is invited to come over to enjoy the flowers and have tea."

Chu Qinghuang raised her eyes and saw that Nanny Wu was indeed holding an exquisite hairpin invitation in her hand, but...

Flower viewing and tea?

Feng Wanyue can't sit still now?

Chu Qinghuang raised her hand to signal, and Fu Cang silently walked over to take the invitation and handed it to Chu Qinghuang respectfully.

Mother Wu turned and left.

Chu Qinghuang glanced at the beautiful-looking invitation and put it aside, but her mind was still thinking about who was most suitable to take over the position of Minister of Household Affairs?

"Master." Fucang suddenly spoke, with a hesitant tone, "There is a young master in the backyard..."

"Huh?" Chu Qinghuang looked up at him, surprised that he hesitated to speak, "What?"

"Wen Zhan." Fucang bowed his head and replied, "His father Wen Xingyun is the left minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs and supports the fifth prince, so he has always been at odds with Hong Chenghai."

Chu Qinghuang was silent, so what?

"If the master does not have a suitable candidate for minister for the time being, you can let Wen Xingyun sit in this position first." Fucang pursed his lips, lowered his head and knelt down, "My subordinates have exceeded the rules, please punish me."

The Shadow Guard's duty is only to protect the master, and they have no power to interfere with the master's decision-making. Violators will be severely punished.

Chu Qinghuang looked at him silently for a moment, thoughtfully asking: "What is Wen Xingyun's ability?"

"Mediocre ability."

Chu Qinghuang said: "In that case, tell me your reasons."

"The Wen family has a legitimate son, Wen Li, and a concubine, Wen Zhan. Wen Zhan's knowledge and arithmetic are hundreds of times better than Wen Li's. When the master no longer needs Wen Xingyun, he can eradicate them and leave only Wen Zhan for the master's use."

Chu Qinghuang raised his eyebrows, not expecting Fucang to have such careful thoughts.

It is not impossible for a bastard from an aristocratic family to be better than a legitimate son. After all, in addition to his father, half of the reason why a child is smart depends on his mother and whether he is motivated.

But there is no doubt that the status of a concubine is definitely not as good as that of a legitimate son, and his influence in the family is weak. If the concubine is not welcomed by his father, then the influence can be said to be almost non-existent.

So even if the family is wiped out in the future, there is no need to worry about him killing the owner for revenge. Of course, he probably doesn't have the ability to kill the owner.

"What's the relationship between Wen Zhan and his father?"

"The Wen family only recognizes one son, the legitimate son Wen Li." Fucang lowered his head and said, "The reason why Wen Zhan was favored by the master in the first place was because of Wen Li's deliberate design. He wanted to use Wen Zhan in exchange for the master's influence on the Wen family. I just didn’t expect..."

"I didn't expect that Wen Zhan was not favored in the princess palace, but Feng Jinzhi became the consort?"

The supporter's expression was slightly tense, and he respectfully apologized: "This subordinate has overstepped his bounds."

Chu Qinghuang looked at him with playful eyes. Wen Zhan should be an available role, but what made her feel even better was that the little shadow guard next to her was obviously not a dull person.

For a moment, Chu Qinghuang wanted to hear his true thoughts and whether he was hiding any secrets, but soon, she decided to give up this plan for the time being.

If there is really a secret about Fucang, then the process of uncovering this secret bit by bit must be extremely interesting. With this idea in mind, Chu Qinghuang decided to pay close attention to the man named Wen Zhan while having dinner.

An afternoon passed in the dormitory.

The emperor's canonization of Chu Qinghuang as the eldest princess aroused the attention of the entire Imperial City family, especially the princes and the courtiers behind them, who were almost shocked.

After the shock, restlessness follows.

Chu Qinghuang's proposal to confiscate the house in front of the emperor has aroused the opposition and dissatisfaction of all the ministers. Many people went to the emperor to persuade him, but the emperor ignored them. Instead, a decree of canonization directly gave Chu Qinghuang greater power. This Undoubtedly, it fueled Chu Qinghuang's arrogance and deepened the panic of the ministers.

At present, all major princes are urgently thinking of countermeasures to prepare for the situation in advance.

But these have nothing to do with Chu Qinghuang.

At dinner time, Mingyue and Jinlan came in to ask for instructions for dinner.

Chu Qinghuang pondered for a moment: "Place it in the Waterside Pavilion of the East Pavilion. Don't forget to inform Feng Jinzhi."

"yes."

When Mingyue sent someone to deliver Chu Qinghuang's instructions to Wutong Courtyard, the servant beside Feng Jinzhi was happy for a while: "Her Highness the Princess seems to like the young master..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned around and met Feng Jinzhi's cold eyes. The boy's expression changed: "Mr. Master?"

What's wrong?

The princess took the initiative to invite, isn't this a good thing?

"You are stupid." The maid Qing Xia kicked him out, "The young master is injured and it is difficult to walk, but the princess lets the young master go to the Water Pavilion to have dinner. Isn't this intentional to torture the young master?"

Moreover, he invited so many servants to accompany him. Who knows if he deliberately wanted to humiliate the young master in front of everyone?

The young man understood immediately: "Then... what should we do? Master, should we go or not?"

Qing Xia frowned: "The princess ordered, how can the consort not go?"

At this juncture, if the consort really dares to go against her will, there's no telling what that inhuman lunatic will do again.

Qing Xia's face darkened, and she turned around and went into the room to serve Feng Jinzhi.

"Sir." Qingxia walked to the bedside and frowned worriedly, "Seventh Princess is too much. She asked you to go to the flower hall even though she knew you were injured. Isn't she deliberately torturing you?"

Feng Jinzhi didn't say anything. He lay on the bed silently, his face as cold as ice.

"Sir." Qingxia saw that he didn't move, and reminded him softly, "Although the Seventh Princess shouldn't do that, since you have been ordered, you should get up and change your clothes."

Feng Jinzhi turned his head to look at her: "Did Chu Yiling leave you here to take care of me or to monitor my actions?"

Qingxia's face changed slightly: "What are you talking about, sir? The Sixth Princess really likes you, why would she let me monitor you?"

Really like?

Feng Jinzhi lowered his eyes to hide the emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

He might have thought that Chu Yiling really liked him before, but now...

...

Half an hour later, Chu Qinghuang changed into light clothes and walked towards the waterside flower hall with Fu Cang.

Passing through the winding corridor, there are gardens and green plants all the way, with unique scenery. The flower hall built by the lake is spacious and cool, and there is a bit of moisture in the air.

The dark curtain gradually enveloped, the light was dim, and the maids in the flower hall had already lit the lights.

A mahogany eight-immortal table was placed in the middle of the flower hall, and two maids stood in each of the four corners of the flower hall. Outside the flower hall, the water was gurgling, and the night breeze was blowing, revealing a refreshing and refreshing feeling.

Chu Qinghuang saw from a distance that there were several young men standing under the pavilion corridor, wearing white clothes, blue shirts, cloud robes, and red skirts. They were all men with outstanding appearances. Whether it was their appearance, demeanor, or dress, they were all unique and beautiful.

When Chu Qinghuang came closer, except for a few people who bowed their heads and saluted: "Greetings to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Stand up." Chu Qinghuang said, and walked into the flower hall without stopping, and sat down on the main seat, "I haven't seen you for several months, and my memory is not very good. Please tell me your identity and name."

The flower hall was suddenly quiet.

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