Power ministers always make things difficult for me

Jiang Mingcang's words made Jiang Yuelian feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

With such an attitude, she also understood that the person coming was not well-intentioned.

She couldn't help but hold the letter behind her tightly, trying to control her rapid breathing and make herself look as steady as possible.

Cui Shaogong and Ye Chong were sent away... So, are you here to deal with her this time?

It's just that Jiang Mingcang's expression is as usual, making it difficult to understand.

He walked slowly to the chessboard and took a glance at the chess game with great interest: "Sister Huang, this game is quite interesting. Although the white piece looks like a disadvantage, if you place it properly, it can turn the disadvantage into an advantage."

"I didn't know that Sister Huang's chess skills are so superb."

Looking at the strange person in front of me, this feeling was something I had never experienced before with him.

It also made her suddenly understand Pei Qi's intention.

"It just so happens that I am also interested in playing chess. Sister Huang, would you like to use this chess game to play a game with me?"

Jiang Mingcang's face was gentle and his smile was as usual, as if the person who had just started a fight was not him at all.

But Jiang Yuelian could feel the coolness spreading from the soles of her feet.

She tried to stuff the half of the letter into her sleeve, but when she panicked, she lost her grip and dropped it to the ground. She subconsciously raised her eyes and looked in Jiang Mingcang's direction. Fortunately, Jiang Mingcang was only studying the chess game seriously and Didn't pay attention to her actions.

I don’t know if he didn’t notice it or if he was pretending to be nonchalant.

Jiang Yuelian didn't dare to pick up the piece of paper anymore. She could only smile unnaturally with her lips raised. One step turned into two steps, and she slowly walked to Jiang Mingcang and sat opposite him.

Jiang Mingcang was already holding the sunspot in his hand, waiting for her.

"Sister Royal, please."

Jiang Yuelian nodded slightly and carefully picked up a white piece, but had no intention of playing chess at all.

As the move fell, Jiang Mingcang followed closely. While thinking about where the move was, he started chatting with Jiang Yuelian intentionally or unintentionally.

"Sister Huang must already know about the troops sent to Beiding, right?"

Jiang Yuelian didn't understand why he asked this, so she could only nodded subconsciously, looked at the chess game and responded: "I just heard a little bit."

"However, Beiding and Dasheng have been non-aggressive to each other for some years. Why would they suddenly send troops?"

And why would he come here to talk to her, a female prostitute...

Before Jiang Yuelian could think about it, the man in front of him suddenly sighed, with a bit of self-blame in his words.

"It's strange that I was negligent and didn't notice that there was a spy from Beiding in this court..."

spy?

Jiang Yuelian couldn't help but raise her eyes.

Everyone in the Dasheng Dynasty knew everything about them, so how could a spy emerge from them?

Sensing Jiang Yuelian's gaze, Jiang Mingcang said another word without hesitation, blocking Jiang Yuelian's escape, and then he spoke: "Didn't I just punish the imperial master and the right minister to suspend court recently? It didn't take long for the Beiding side to find out, and it was really insidious to take advantage of the fact that the DPRK lost these two backbones and send troops wantonly."

After saying this, his eyes darkened and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "If I find this spy, I will never let him go leniently."

Jiang Yuelian heard the danger in it, but she couldn't say anything without going to court.

I could only move my lips and respond casually.

Although Jiang Yuelian has a lot of knowledge in chess, it is just a toy for entertainment in his free time, and it is obviously not enough in front of Jiang Mingcang.

If it were anyone else, she might be able to turn the inferior white piece into a winner, but Jiang Mingcang pressed forward step by step, giving her no room to breathe. Now she couldn't even make a draw.

Who would have thought that this chess move was so fierce, but it was played by a gentle and gentle young man like Feng Muyu.

In just one stick of incense, Jiang Yuelian's chess pieces were completely defeated, and thin beads of cold sweat fell gently from his forehead. She lost.

The chess game was over, but Jiang Mingcang, who had won, showed no joy at all. His face was indifferent, but there was a bottomless coolness in his eyes.

"Sister Huang's chess skills are really good. Today, I have learned a lot about it."

While boasting, Jiang Mingcang stood up as if nothing had happened, walked slowly and seemingly casually to Jiang Yuelian's desk, picked up a painting and started looking at it.

Jiang Yuelian felt her heart beating suddenly and followed him a few steps, fearing that he would notice the letter he had accidentally dropped on the ground.

This letter was written to Pei Qi. It would definitely not be a good thing if he found out that Pei Qi had doubts about him.

"Your Majesty's chess is still better." Jiang Yuelian lowered his eyes politely.

Jiang Mingcang chuckled when he heard this, and then turned the conversation to the painting: "I see that the ink on this painting has dried up, so it shouldn't have been done today."

"Then when I came in...what was Sister Huang writing?"

The seemingly innocent inquiry was full of oppression.

A chill ran down Jiang Yuelian's spine, and the hands folded in front of him couldn't help but clenched a little tighter.

She pretended to be calm and half-perfunctory: "I just scribbled a few words casually, and accidentally made a few mistakes. It didn't make sense on the table, so I threw it away."

It's just that Jiang Mingcang didn't seem to intend to push the matter aside, but instead stared seriously.

Seeing that she still refused to confess, Jiang Mingcang winked at the Jinyiwei in the distance. The Jinyiwei understood immediately, walked over in a few steps, picked up a ball of letter paper lying on the ground, and handed it to Jiang Mingcang.

Jiang Mingcang opened it slowly and said: "Imperial sister Dasheng is a rare talented woman. Almost everyone in Dasheng has heard of her writing skills. Even if it is a typo, how can she not be on the stage?"

"Well... let me see."

"No!" Jiang Yuelian panicked. Regardless of his status and etiquette, he stretched out his hand to grab the letter.

It was just that the Jin Yiwei had quick eyes and quick hands, and he clamped down on Jiang Yuelian in a few seconds, restraining her arms behind her back, making her unable to move.

How could Jiang Yuelian, a pampered and pampered woman, be Jin Yiwei's opponent?

She could only watch Jiang Mingcang open the letter and wait for what Pei Qi told him to be revealed, but she could do nothing.

It gradually became clear that Jiang Mingcang did not hesitate to come out of the palace and go to her eldest princess' mansion in order to intercept this letter.

Then he must have known that Pei Qi left the imperial capital.

"Cui Shaogong led his troops to the northwest to meet the enemy...Pei Yunjiang appointed Taishi...Pei Nian entered the palace as a concubine..."

Ignoring Jiang Yuelian's obstruction, Jiang Mingcang sneered and read out everything written in the letter. Finally, he took the letter to the stove in the house and threw away the wrinkled letter without hesitation. Got in.

It was as if he was trying to burn away her hope, mercilessly.

Finally turning around, Jiang Mingcang moved his gaze to Jiang Yuelian: "I didn't expect that my imperial sister would be so concerned about Dasheng's affairs."

"It's just this letter. Who does the emperor want to send it to?"

"let me go!"

Seeing that the matter was exposed, Jiang Yuelian struggled hard, and simply stopped being polite to him: "Since you know that Pei Qi has left the imperial capital, and you also know that I will inform Pei Qi of the imperial capital one by one, why bother to pretend to be with him? I'm playing chess and playing tricks? It's a waste of time!"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mingcang suddenly smiled, cold and wanton.

He clamped Jiang Yuelian's cheeks, pressing his jaw against her chin, his eyes full of horror: "Zhou Xuan? Sister Huang is wrong."

"This is not spin, but I am giving the emperor a chance and giving the emperor a chance to admit it."

"But Sister Huang really disappoints me... You and I obviously grew up together. Why do you want to help others?"