"I want to know -" Helan Qin'er thought, maybe she could get the answer from her, "Feng Ruohen, why do you want to... seize power?"
After she asked, Hua Shang's eyes changed instantly. He looked at Qin'er and hesitated to speak.
Finally, the undulating cheeks calmed down, and a slightly cold and indifferent smile returned.
Answered simply, "Don't you know if you ask him yourself?"
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Princess Lijia's palace has been vacant for many years.
Sunlight penetrated the cracks in the doors and windows, shining in wisps one by one. Fine dust flew in the beams, but it seemed to be a prison.
The life of Princess Lijia is mysterious and sad.
She is Ao Di's favorite woman, the only woman who dares to betray him and go against the imperial power for love, and the woman who can still enjoy the right to be worshiped after being given death...a royal woman.
Standing in the palace that had been preserved unchanged from the time when Princess Lijia was alive, Helan Qin'er felt endless sadness.
When she entered the palace at the age of six, this woman had just been sentenced to death.
Her last words, "If you die for love, you will never regret it" were left deep in the palace for a long time.
Later, when she saw Feng Ruohen, Qin'er thought this was the reason for his indifference.
Standing here again, she had a new understanding, whether that was the true biography of Princess Lijia's nature, the same was true for Feng Ruohen, and the same was true for Hua Shang.
To achieve the goal, it is better to burn both jade and stone.
After a long time, a familiar male voice came from the outer hall, talking to Hua Shang...
Feng Yao didn't know why he came here, but he didn't blame the woman at all for inviting him here and plotting against him yesterday.
"Don't you ask me what happened yesterday?" Hua Shang's tone was always aggressive.
"Thank you for yesterday." He seemed to be smiling, warm and satisfied.
"Why are you thanking me? I'm plotting against you. I'm very happy to see her? I even specially ordered the imperial kitchen to prepare Helan Qin'er's favorite meal in the past. Do you want to go out even more now?"
Her words are full of thorns.
Feng Yao was not angry, and her voice was so warm that it felt like a spring breeze. To the people in the inner hall, it was like a sharp knife piercing her heart.
He said, "I don't want to go out. If that day comes, Hua Shang, you know I won't let you down. Qin'er is just a dream to me."