After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

Chapter 367 Persian Prince

Murong Yanhui scoffed, "The eldest prince, who has always been so respectful and gentle as jade, may not be so clean in private. He came to a place like this to look for women, and women of a foreign race at that."

Yu Qingli glanced at him. She didn't believe Murong Yanhui really thought Murong Feng was here for fun. This man was insidious and cunning. I'm afraid he was plotting something in secret. It seemed that she had to find time to find Qu Linlang to understand the situation.

Seeing that Yu Qingli did not continue to ask questions, Murong Yanhui did not dwell on the matter anymore. He himself had a lot of worries. Thinking of this, he felt a dull pain in his chest again, and it was slightly more severe than before.

Murong Yanhui subconsciously reached out and pressed her chest, her brows furrowed, and her beautiful thin lips were pursed into a straight line, suppressing the fishy sweetness in her throat.

At this moment, he had no doubt that he was really poisoned!

The carriage suddenly became quiet. Yu Qingli looked up and saw Murong Yanhui half leaning against the back of the chair, with a cold expression on her face. Her eyes were slightly closed, and her long eyelashes cast a row of shadows under her eyes. Her brows were furrowed, and she looked a little fragile.

Yu Qingli's heart moved, and she asked subconsciously, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Murong Yan rolled her throat and swallowed the sweet taste in her mouth. Then she opened her eyes and stared at Yu Qingli, "Lili, are you worried about me?"

Seeing that he looked normal, Yu Qingli thought to herself that she was meddling too much. She turned her head away quietly, hiding the panic in her eyes. "Nothing. I'm just concerned about your health."

Murong Yanhui felt a little disappointed for no reason, but she forced herself to be cheerful and joked, "Lili, you care, so why are you being so secretive? It only makes you look petty, doesn't it?"

Yu Qingli snorted coldly and didn't say anything else. She started thinking about Murong Feng in her mind. Murong Yanhui secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want Lili to know about this yet.

Not far from the palace gate, there was another carriage parked. When it saw Yu Qingli's carriage coming, the other carriage went to meet it. The person sitting in the front was Xiao Liuzi. As usual, Yu Qingli changed carriages, and then she and Murong Yanhui went back to the palace in two separate ways.

In the teahouse next to the Beauty House, Murong Feng's face was gloomy, while the woman opposite him was smiling as she poured him tea. "Your Highness, what are you doing? It's just a child. Besides, they probably didn't see us. Even if they did, aren't you worried about what the child might say?"

"It's better to be safe than sorry. That child is my uncle's adopted son. Since he's here, I'm afraid my omnipotent uncle is here too! The child is fine, but if Murong Yanhui gets to know about this, my cooperation with your country will be in jeopardy..."

The Persian woman blinked her eyes, and her soft, boneless fingers scratched Murong Feng's palm, like a cat showing its affection to its owner. "Your Highness is right. This time it was Lina who was negligent. In the words of your Canghe, how about Lina offering you a glass of tea instead of wine?"

As the Persian woman Lina spoke, she took the initiative to bring the teacup to Murong Feng's lips. Murong Feng opened his mouth, held the rim of the cup, and drank the tea from her hand.

Lina narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Your Highness, have you forgiven me? I hope Your Highness will not mention this matter in front of the prince, otherwise Lina will be punished."

Murong Feng's expression softened slightly, and a spring-like smile returned to his face. "Who do you think I am? I, Your Highness, am the most compassionate and kind to women!"

Lina chuckled, "In that case, thank you very much, Your Highness."

"Since we are discussing cooperation, why hasn't Prince Ashura come yet?" Murong Feng took another sip of tea, seeming a little dissatisfied. It seemed that the other party's sincerity was indeed questionable.

"Awaited!"

Before Lina could speak, the door of the private room was opened, and a tall Persian man appeared in front of Murong Feng. He had blond hair, blue eyes, and a stern face. The chilling aura made Murong Feng suddenly straighten his expression. This man should be the Persian prince Ashura!

Asura walked into the box, and the butler followed him in and closed the door.

Lina saluted Asura, then took the initiative to introduce: "Your Excellency, this is the eldest prince of Canghe, His Excellency Murong Feng."

While Murong was looking at Asura, the other party was also looking at him.

Ashura frowned. For some reason, he thought that the cold and aloof woman from before was actually the wife of the man in front of him. What a waste of talent!

Murong Feng took the initiative to step forward and act as the host, saying, "Welcome to our Canghe, Your Highness. I have long heard of your great name, and seeing you today, I can see that it truly lives up to its reputation!"

Asura twitched the corner of his mouth, disdainful in his heart, these Canghe people are really hypocritical! Persia and Canghe are far apart, he doesn't believe that his name will be admired for a long time.

But now they are in a cooperative relationship, so it’s okay to be perfunctory to the person in front of him.

"Your Highness is so polite!"

Asura sat down opposite Murong Feng, and Lina hurriedly removed the tea set that was originally placed on the table. At the same time, the housekeeper who came with Asura had already ordered someone to deliver the tea set again.

Soon, a set of exquisite silver tea sets appeared in front of Murong Feng. Ashura nodded slightly and said, "Please make yourself at your ease, sir. I am used to using my own tableware."

Murong Feng despised these Persians a little. It was surprising that they were so pretentious. But even though he despised them, he still had to ask them for help on some things!

"That's fine! Prince, just follow your own preferences. There's a saying that goes, 'A guest should feel at home!' Your Highness greatly appreciates your gesture."

Asura responded softly, and felt more and more that it was a huge loss to pair the beauty with this man. On the contrary, the King of Yan was still quite good!

"Your Excellency, I wonder what you think of what I told you earlier?"

Asura glanced at Murong Feng calmly and said, "As long as Your Highness makes the proper arrangements, there will be no problem on our side."

Murong Feng smiled upon hearing this and said, "With the prince's guarantee, I feel much more at ease. I don't know when I can get the things."

Ashura took a sip of the black tea he brought with him and asked, "Is the eldest prince worried?"

"I'm not anxious, but doesn't the prince want to achieve his long-cherished wish as soon as possible?"

Ashura said coldly: "You Canghe have a saying that more haste makes waste. I like it very much. Besides, the eldest prince has not told me your specific arrangements yet. How can I know if you are really willing to help me?"

"Your Excellency can rest assured. I have already given Miss Lina the detailed plan. I believe Miss Lina has also informed you, right?

"It seems that the eldest prince has not understood what I mean!" Ashura's green eyes flashed with a cruel light, "What I want is the result!"

Murong Feng frowned. "From what you said, Your Excellency, you don't really intend to cooperate with me, right? I think the Prince also knows that this time, the Prince of Persia has come to our court specifically to visit His Majesty and propose marriage. If something goes wrong in our country, wouldn't it give people something to talk about?"

Ashura smiled elegantly, "Your Highness's considerations are indeed sound, but this is not the effect you want. If such an important guest were to encounter an accident in a certain place, would the Emperor of Canghe become suspicious and investigate?"

Asura stopped talking here abruptly. He felt that if Murong Feng was a smart person, he would naturally know what to do next. Otherwise, their cooperation would be meaningless.

Fortunately, the Murong Feng in front of him didn't seem to disappoint him.

In Ci Xin Palace, autumn was in full swing and the red maple leaves were in their best. The empress dowager was dressed in a palace dress with a serious face. She stood among the red maple leaves, watching them dancing in the wind, and for a moment she was a little dazed.

Soon, a pale green figure hurried through the flowers and trees and walked towards the empress dowager. It was Qingluan.

"How is it?" There was an imperceptible tremor in the Queen Mother's voice.

"The prince... is indeed poisoned!"

The Queen Mother stumbled upon hearing this, gnashing her teeth slightly, her eyes filled with boundless hatred. "It's all that woman! That damned woman!"

"Master, now is not the time to pursue this matter. The most important thing is to detoxify the prince as soon as possible!"

"Let me think about it, think about it again!"

"master!"

Qingluan urged anxiously. She didn't quite understand what her master was thinking about. When her master suddenly appeared in front of her as the queen mother, she was really scared. Later she realized that her master borrowed the identity of the queen mother for the prince.

But now, Qingluan was a little confused. What on earth was the master hesitating about? In her heart, wasn't the prince's life the most important?

The Queen Mother frowned. She cared about her child's life, but if she acted rashly now, Murong Shiling, who had already begun to doubt her, would definitely find out. If her identity was exposed, she was afraid that her years of planning would be ruined.

The Queen Mother turned her head and glanced at Qingluan, "How is the prince doing now?"

"I heard from the people in Anle Palace that the prince has been very listless these days and sometimes vomits blood. I'm worried that the situation is much more serious than we thought! Master, there is no time to hesitate. You must take the prince to Wuying Valley as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm afraid you will regret it!"

Qingluan spoke earnestly and was extremely anxious. Moreover, judging from the news she received, Prince Yan's condition was indeed not good.

"By the way, have you told Hui'er that he can't drink alcohol these days? Alcohol is the trigger for this crazy hair!"

"I have already made arrangements, Master. The detoxification cannot be delayed. I hope you can make a decision as soon as possible!"

The Queen Mother lowered her brows, subconsciously stroking the jade ring on her finger, and murmured softly, "Yes, it seems that there are some things that I can't afford to think about too much."

The Queen Mother thought for a moment and then ordered, "Qingluan, go to Anle Palace later and convey the decree. Tell them that I wish to see the Prince of Yan."

Qing Luan's face lit up with joy. "As you command! Where does the master plan to meet the prince?"

"It's in the Buddhist temple! There are some things that he won't believe until he sees them with his own eyes, right?"

"Yes! Master is wise!"