Chapter 1442 Yan Yun’s Sixteen Cavalry, Arrive!

My mind is like a ball of paste.

Zhao Qinglan closed his eyes and felt that the world in front of him was getting dark, but the chaos in his mind did not stop at all.

She knew that after this today, she had completely broken up with her father Zhao Xuanji.

The father and daughter are no longer partners, nor relatives, but only opponents whose interests are restrained.

It's not an enemy yet, but the relationship has dropped to freezing point, and it's almost done.

She knew that she could not be Zhao Xuanji's opponent, she knew him too much.

In this world, if there are abilities, skills and scheming, there will definitely be someone who can beat Zhao Xuanji in their fields.

But the combination of the three, coupled with a cold-blooded and ruthless person, Zhao Xuanji is the top politician in the world.

It is precisely these that have enabled Zhao Xuanji to rise from the last minute and step by step to his current high.

Even the Emperor of Daxing and the current crown prince were like a thorn in his throat, he could not handle him.

Even with the prince's temperament and means, he could not kill him, and he had to give him the position of the Secretariat.

Is it because the prince has no ability?

No, it is that Zhao Xuanji has already built a basic foundation like an iron barrel for himself in decades of business.

This basic structure does not collapse. Whether it is the emperor or the prince, if he wants to touch him, he has to pay much more benefits and costs than he lost when he was alive.

Therefore, the emperor cannot kill Zhao Xuanji, the prince, and let alone.

And all this, Zhao Qinglan watched Zhao Xuanji weave it step by step with his own eyes.

So Zhao Qinglan needs to understand how terrible Zhao Xuanji is better than anyone else.

Clenched his fists, Zhao Qinglan suddenly felt very tired.

In such a whirlwind, she was unable to keep herself alive, but she could not influence anyone.

All she could do seemed to be drifting with the flow.

Under the destruction of this sense of powerlessness, Zhao Qinglan felt a little exhausted.

"Empress."

The gentle call of the palace maid in charge around him brought Zhao Qinglan back to reality.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Qinglan asked tiredly.

The palace maid in charge said softly: "The Empress's face is not good-looking. Do you want to ask the imperial physician to show her?"

"No."

Zhao Qinglan said slowly: "There is no cure for my illness."

These short eight words scared the palace maid in charge very much.

Everyone in Fengxi Palace was arranged by Li Chen himself.

As the palace maid in charge, she also has the most important responsibility to observe everything about Zhao Qinglan at all times and record all the information. Once there is something unusual, she must immediately hand it over to His Royal Highness the Prince through the secret channels of the East Factory.

This channel, except for the prince himself, is no one who can interfere or view it. It is an absolute core secret of the Eastern Palace.

The palace maid in charge thought that the queen was really sick and was still a terminal illness. She was so frightened that she did not dare to neglect or delay at all. After serving Zhao Qinglan to rest, she immediately recorded the information, and then sent it to the prince through the channels that had been decided long ago, by the masters of the East Factory, as quickly as possible.

When this information was set off from the capital, Li Chen was listening to Wu Dianshan's report at the lord's mansion in the Crescent Pass.

Just as the report was halfway through, a scout came to the news.

"Report to Your Highness, the Crown Prince, to King Ning, the sixteen cavalry of Yanyun have reached the Crescent Pass thirty miles away!"

Hearing this, Li Chen stood up suddenly.

"King Ning has arrived?"

"I didn't see the Ning King's Banner Order." The scout replied.
Chapter completed!