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Chapter 65

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    Qi Zhan did not rush to Chu Concubine's place. Instead, he went to the study to write a letter, wrapped it in beeswax, and ordered his servant to send it to the palace.

    He does not need to interfere with the affairs in the palace. He only needs to ask Zhao Yunqing to remind Qi Hong. As long as Qi Hong is prepared, the matter of King Huai sending Qi Yun into the palace will not go too smoothly.

    But Qi Zhan also knew that King Huai was very competitive. If Qi Hong objected, it would only make King Huai more motivated. To deal with King Huai, external factors were far less effective than internal factors.

    He must start from the inner house.

    Although King Huai cares about power, he is not completely disowning his relatives. He still has some true feelings for the Qian family.

    Otherwise, he would not be under pressure at that time, and he would correct Qian's family within one year of his mother.

    The eldest daughter of the Qian family married away to a foreign country, and now only Qi Yun is left with her daughter. The Qian family regards Qi Yun as the apple of her eye, and must be reluctant to let Qi Yun marry into the palace.

    Now there is only one person missing to deliver the message to Qian.

    There was Ziyuan in the past, so it was easy to handle. It was not that he didn't know the relationship between Ziyuan and Chunhe, but Ziyuan was simple-minded. It was not difficult at all to get her to reveal some information to Chunhe.

    But now that both of them are gone, things have become more difficult.

    Qi Zhan looked at the bright candlelight on the table, pondered for a long time, then picked up a pen to write a letter and ordered the boy to send it out.

    When Qi Zhan finished all this and returned to the room, he found that Chu Yu had fallen asleep.

    She carried a faint fragrance after bathing, which made the charming smell in the room dissipate a lot.  The thick begonia-colored quilt was turned over by her, revealing the light pink lining. Her snow-white arms stretched out of the quilt, holding a section of the quilt tightly, as if holding something important.

    Qi Zhan sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head slightly, touched her clenched fist with his fingers, and gently opened her palm a little.

    A few bright red blood stains were printed on the pink and white sheets, and it was like holding a blooming plum in her palm.

    This blood is naturally his.

    And the way she clutched the blood stains on the quilt, it was as if she had some handle on him.

    Qi Zhan¡¯s eyebrows and heartbeat were beating, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

    This handle must be destroyed.

    Qi Zhan stood up and walked outside the door. He ordered his servants to bring a new quilt for the bed. He put the quilt at the end of the bed and gently removed the quilt covering Chu Yu's body bit by bit.

    When he was about to cover her with the quilt at the end of the bed, Chu Yan's curled eyelashes suddenly trembled, and her bright black eyes opened without warning.

    The thin middle coat clung to her snow-white skin, revealing a faint layer of pink under the candlelight. The subtle flow of air in the room made her feel a little cold.

    But the moment her eyes came into contact with Qi Zhan, her body suddenly became hot again, and her cheeks turned crimson, as if she was angry, and she scolded: "Why, why did you lift my quilt?"

    As Chu Yan said this, she crossed her arms across her chest and curled up slightly, as if in a defensive posture.

    Qi Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly, covered her with a new quilt calmly, and said calmly: "That quilt is dirty, I will help you change it to a new one."

    Chu Yan said "Oh", her brain seemed to be in a daze, and she didn't seem to think of anything.

    Qi Zhan exhaled slightly, took off his shirt, and said softly: "If you are tired, go to bed early."

    With that said, Qi Zhan turned around and was about to blow out the candle on the table, but Chu Yu suddenly saw the blood spots seeping out of his shirt.

    There are three or four bits and pieces, and every place is red.

    What Chu Yan had forgotten suddenly, he suddenly remembered again.

    She said: "Your wound is open!"

    Qi Zhan froze, suddenly blew out the candle, softly said "hmm", and then added: "It's okay."

    "How could it be okay?" In the darkness, Chu Yu's eyes flickered, and she said, "You have to ask Fu Yi to help you clean the wound."

    Qi Zhan sat on the edge of the bed, looked into Chu Yu's eyes, and did not answer.

    The calm eyes contain a hint of wind and rain.

    That look in her eyes made Chu Yu hesitate for a moment, and she didn't dare to say what she had thought about before.

    But if she didn't say anything, Chu Yu felt a loss. After hesitating for a long time, she simply looked away from him and said, "You can also change your dressing if you want me to, but I'm not as experienced as Fu Yi, so I might hurt you.  That way your wound will recover very slowly.But Zhao Yunqing did not dare to avoid his gaze and replied with the same smile: "I have been husband and wife with the emperor for six years. I am helpless in Daye. The emperor is my support, and the emperor is my concubine."  God, I naturally want to think about everything for the emperor. However, there has been no news from Xia Yun before. I thought that the girl was not worthy, so I never dared to tell the emperor. Now that Xia Yun has  Xin, isn¡¯t my concubine here?¡±

    What Zhao Yunqing said was reasonable and reasonable, especially the words about being helpless, which simply spoke to Qi Hong's heart.

    But Qi Hong was still a little worried. He looked at Zhao Yunqing and said, "I remember that on our way back, the Crown Prince came to see you once. What could he ask out of you that time?"

    Zhao Yunqing put his hands into his sleeves, pinched his own palms, and said calmly: "I naturally don't dare to say anything. With the prince's temperament, if I had said it at that time, where would there be anything else?  Damn it!"

    Only then did Qi Hong feel relieved, and his expression gradually softened. He raised his hand to stroke Zhao Yunqing's cheek and murmured: "Now you are the only trustworthy person around me. I will definitely give you what is due.  Don't let me down, otherwise"

    His fingers suddenly tightened, and several bright red fingerprints appeared on Zhao Yunqing's cheek.

    She hurriedly said: "My concubine's love for the emperor can be judged from heaven and earth, and there is no second thought!"

    Qi Hong retracted his hand, leaned on the chair, and his voice became calm again: "Okay, you go and have a rest. If anything else happens, come back and report to me."

    "yes."

    *

    In a military camp a hundred miles away.

    Qi Hao burned the letter delivered by the messenger on the candle, and a dark cloud enveloped his originally gentle face.

    The letter was sent by Qi Zhan, and he was a little surprised when he first received it.

    He knew that Qi Zhan had never taken his second brother seriously, so he never complained about it. In the past, when he was in the mansion, the two of them could not speak more than a few words a year.

    His personality is completely different from that of Qi Zhan. If they have anything in common, it can only be their concern for Qi Yun.

    They don¡¯t want Qi Yun to marry into the palace.

    Qi Zhan did not hide anything in his letter, but told him the plan of King Huai in a calm tone.

    The moment he read the letter, he felt somewhat disappointed with King Huai.

    After all his brothers married generals and ministers, he also understood that he lived in such a family and had no control over some things.

    But now, will even his beloved sister become a victim of politics?

    There have long been rumors in the palace that Qi Hong often took out his anger on the palace maids when he was in a bad mood, and some of them were even tortured to death by him. How could Qi Yun marry such a person?

    Not only did he disagree, but even his mother was reluctant to part with it.

    Qi Hao pondered for a long time, then suddenly sat back at the table, picked up a pen and quickly wrote a letter, sealed it with beeswax and handed it to the messenger, saying: "Send this letter back to the palace and give it to Mrs. Qian. Remember,  Don¡¯t let the prince know.¡±

    "yes."

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