Chapter 163 [The name of the bed armor is not for nothing]

After the court session, Li Chengqian did not return to the East Palace to rest immediately, but was left alone by Emperor Qing.

The two walked towards the imperial study.

"I heard that there is a maidservant beside you whose cooking skills are much better than those of the imperial chefs in the palace. I wonder if I can have such a good meal today?"

Emperor Qing said with a smile, half jokingly.

"I'll make arrangements right away."

Li Chengqian took off the jade pendant from his waist and handed it to the old eunuch Hou Gonggong who was following behind him, saying:
"Thank you for taking this jade pendant to the East Palace and asking Chunmei to go to the imperial kitchen to prepare some delicious food and send it to the imperial study. I will dine with His Majesty today."

"Old slave, you obey!"

After taking the jade pendant, Eunuch Hou walked towards the East Palace in small steps.

Emperor Qing looked at the jade pendant and said:

"Well done, you are good at managing your subordinates!"

Emperor Qing could see that if the old eunuch did not have Li Chengqian's jade pendant, he would not even be able to enter the Eastern Palace.

Chunmei is the head of Li Chengqian's four personal maids. Without this jade pendant, I'm afraid she can't be mobilized.

Emperor Qing was very satisfied with Li Chengqian's skills and methods in controlling people.

As the crown prince, he must have enough iron-blooded means to lead his subordinates, so that he can truly sit firmly on the throne of the Eastern Palace in this turbulent torrent.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will be hurt by the swords hidden in the darkness.

"In the war between the North and the South, you borrowed rain from the sky to decide the outcome of the battle. I have received a detailed report.

Although I was not able to witness it with my own eyes, it is not difficult to imagine the murderous intent that night.

The Inspection Bureau told me that you seemed to have been assassinated on the night of the decisive battle. Do you know who did it?"

Li Chengqian was not at all surprised to learn that there were spies from the Inspection Bureau in the army.

The first batch of secret agents of the Inspection Institute have been lurking very deeply in various parts of the world. Now, probably only Chen Pingping knows the true identities of these people.

For example, Yuan Hongdao from Prime Minister Lin’s mansion was one of the first secret agents of the Inspection Bureau.

The depth of its concealment is beyond anyone's imagination.

That year, Yuan Hongdao was ordered to sneak into the army and lurk beside Qin Ye, the commander-in-chief of the three armies of Qing Kingdom.

Afterwards, he left the army at Qin Ye's order and lurked beside Li Yunrui.

Afterwards, Yuan Hongdao was ordered by Li Yunrui to lurk beside Lin Ruofu.

His identity changed so many times that even Yuan Hongdao himself was sometimes very confused about who he belonged to.

Sometimes, he would need to make several copies of the same piece of information and send them out simultaneously.

What a universal agent!

Li Chengqian believed that there must be more than one all-round agent like Yuan Hongdao whose identity was deeply hidden and extremely complex and hard to find.

Fortunately, when he was assassinated that night, not many traces were left.

What people saw later was nothing more than a ruined mansion.

"I don't know." Li Chengqian replied.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that Emperor Qing must know some unknown inside information.

For example, some clues about the temple messenger.

If we want to discuss in detail who is the most powerful force in the world of Joy of Life, it is neither the extremely powerful and warlike Nanqing, nor the Northern Qi with its unrivaled literary talent, nor the Dongyi City.

Instead, it is a temple with many temple robots and countless weapons that are beyond this era!

The purpose of the temple's existence is to maintain the normal operation of this world. If it finds some variables that do not conform to the trajectory, it will activate the command to completely erase them.

Now, Li Chengqian has also become a master of the art of world change like Ye Qingmei, Wu Zhu and Fan Xian.

Naturally, it was also erased under the order of the temple.

When Emperor Qing asked about this, Li Chengqian's first thought was that he had some connection with the temple messenger. Emperor Qing was a very sinister old bastard and he had to be guarded against.

If Li Chengqian's memory was correct, he vaguely remembered that whether in the drama or in the original novel, Emperor Qing had always had secret contact with the temple messenger.

In other words, Emperor Qing is the person chosen by the temple in the mortal world.

Whether being selected or cooperating, Li Chengqian felt that he needed to be on guard against the old bastard Emperor Qing.

How could the biggest villain in the world of Joy of Life be someone who can be easily dealt with?

All along, Li Chengqian always felt that Emperor Qing had something planned for him.

Li Chengqian could no longer remember when this strange feeling began.

However, in the vague feeling, it seemed that it started with Emperor Qing's unconditional belief in himself.

Not only did he get given enormous power and status, but he was also shown unconditional trust.

Even the power of the country was handed over to him with great confidence.

This is difficult to explain.

Emperor Qing is definitely not such a person.

Chunmei's cooking skills really made Emperor Qing praise her endlessly.

He issued an order on the spot, asking the imperial chefs in the palace to learn from her, and also gave Chunmei a token to allow her to walk around the palace.

In fact, this old bitch is just greedy.

Over the years, Emperor Qing has been devoted to studying martial arts and planning the temple, and has long lost interest in women.

However, I still have a passion for delicious food.

When leaving the imperial study, Li Chengqian took the initiative to return the military token in his hand to Emperor Qing.

After Li Chengqian left, Emperor Qing watched his figure disappear behind the armor, then picked up the military token in his hand and looked at him.

There was one thing he didn't understand. Since Li Chengqian wanted to return the military token, why didn't he do it in the court in front of all the civil and military officials? Why did he return it to him in private?

Emperor Qing was somewhat puzzled by this point.

After Li Chengqian returned to the Eastern Palace, he met someone he hadn't seen for a long time.

Li Yunrui seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

In the hazy dusk, the young woman, still with her charm, walked gracefully.

She was wearing a black tulle long dress, light as the wind and flowing like clouds. The fabric of the dress was delicate and soft, swaying gently with her steps, revealing a bit of mystery and temptation.

She has a graceful figure and elegant curves, and every movement exudes natural charm.

Her long hair falls on her shoulders like a waterfall, occasionally fluttering in the wind, contrasting beautifully with the tulle skirt.

Her skin looked exceptionally fair in the evening light, like a carefully carved jade figure, emitting a soft luster.

Her eyes were deep, flashing with a charming and alluring light, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised with a barely perceptible smile, adding a bit of charm.

Her steps were light and unhurried, and every step seemed so graceful, as if she was walking in her own world, undisturbed by the outside world.

Her arms swung gently, her fingers slender.

Her figure and temperament are so charming.

I feel that the existence of this madness itself is a kind of art, which makes people indulge in it and unable to extricate themselves.

However, with her head full of white hair, she looks like a white-haired witch.

What is even more shocking is that her madness and possessiveness are truly staggering.

The first time Li Chengqian saw her, he knew that tonight would probably be another physically demanding night.

This witch tried to drain him dry more than once.

The name of bed armor is no joke.

(End of this chapter)