Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The man paused, he didn't expect Feng Qian to be interested in this matter.

His face was calm, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It is true."

He lowered his head, slowly filled his glass with wine, picked up another wine jug, and refilled the wine glass in front of Feng Qian with fruit wine.

Feng Qian looked down, and continued to ask: "I'm wondering now. Empress Xiaomin is in the palace. Could it be that she didn't have a good baby? As far as I know, Empress Xiaomin was not born prematurely. The fetus in her womb died. Wouldn't it be too surprising?"

The girl asked flatly, and the emotion on Qingcheng's beautiful face was light.

The man on the opposite side gave his hand clinging to the wine glass.

He then smiled and raised his eyes, raised his glass and said to the wind, "His Royal Highness, I respect you with this glass of wine."

Feng Qian's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze met the gaze of the man in front of him.

She raised the wine glass on the stone table, put it to her lips and took a sip expressionlessly.

Cheng Ye smiled and drank the wine in the glass.

"The eldest princess seems to be very interested in this little prince who died young."

Feng Qian looked at him without speaking.

After a pause, he continued: "I don't know much about the young prince's death. It seems that he died before he was born. As for the others, I don't know. It seems , it is impossible to solve the doubts for the eldest princess."

Of course, Feng Qian didn't expect to get any information from His Royal Highness, she just wanted to see the other party's psychological defense.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Qian changed the subject, "I heard that Jingyuan Temple was slaughtered not long ago, which really made me palpitate. If... I return to the palace later, maybe I will be with His Royal Highness tonight The person talking here is the ghost of this palace."

Cheng Ye paused for a moment, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

He smiled lightly, "The eldest princess was joking. The princess has a great fortune, and she was blessed by the Buddha to escape the catastrophe."

"Speaking of which, I'm still very curious. As soon as I left, Jingyuan Temple was massacred. I don't know, I thought the thief deliberately waited for us to leave before moving."

Feng Qian said casually.

After finishing speaking, she raised her eyes to look at Cheng Ye.

"Perhaps, it's because I'm too sensitive. After all, there's no such thing as a coincidence in the world."

After saying this, Feng Qian noticed that the other party's expression froze for a short moment, but Feng Qian still caught it.

Feng Qian paused, stood up and said to the man: "Accidentally, the topic with His Highness got a little heavy, and I feel a little ashamed of the beautiful moonlight tonight."

"It's just that it's getting late, and it's time for me to go back and rest."

Cheng Ye stood up politely, "It's okay, the princess is also expressing her feelings. It's not easy to travel at night, I will send the princess off."

Feng Qian refused: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, I am more used to walking alone."

The girl left, leaving only a back view for the people in the pavilion.

Walking on the road, Feng Qian couldn't help squinting her eyes.

Originally, she was just guessing whether the matter of Jingyuan Temple would have something to do with the Crown Prince.

After all, the other party just came to Feng Yuan country recently, and this happened when the other party came to Feng Yuan country.

In the memory of the original owner, there was no temple massacre in Jingyuan Temple.

What exactly caused this to happen?

Feng Qian couldn't help but think of that downhill trip.

The small town at the foot of Jingyuan Temple is adjacent to Tiancheng Kingdom. Maybe the prince happened to meet the fragment when passing by.

The massacre of the temple was launched with the heart of cutting grass and roots.

Feng Qian was originally only 30% sure, but after the conversation just now, she was 70% sure that the Tusi incident had nothing to do with Cheng Ye.

Then, it may be further speculated that either he or someone close to him participated in the early death.

Humble Nine finally has a 10,000-word manuscript (the manuscript for the next plane)

So far, the writing on the next plane is really good.

I think it's a very interesting plane. I don't know if you will like it. Let's keep the mystery here.