The Fourth Lady novel Chapter 152

Ever since seeing Weisheng Minning in a dream last time, she would occasionally have that kind of similar dreams again. She can hear their voices, can see their appearances, yet from beginning to end, she is unable to touch them.

In the dream, she's like a wisp of spirit, when touched, the living would go through her. Under that kind circumstance, did she finally realize she was only a ghost. And everything she witnessed was only but the moon reflected in the water.

Weisheng Minning was groomed into a killer by Weisheng Junmo, a cold-blooded killer. But she knew that deep down her Ning'er was still very kind, and he still has engraved in his heart everything related to her, his Empress-mother.

And as for Jing'er, she was being well protected by him. Jing'er was still that innocent and carefree young girl, and she doesn't know Ning'er is doing such dreadful things. In her heart, her eldest brother is forever the one that has always loved and protected her.

When Qingyan thought to this point, she closed her eyes. There will be a day when she returns. Return to that place, the place she was born and raised, the Nanchen that buried her entire youth, as Su Qingyan.

"Master, the young General seems to wholeheartedly want to come to Donghe, however has always been rejected by this subordinate." Yanmei thought of Qilian Qingyang's words previously and turned his sight to Qingyan, "What should we do?"

"Let him come." Qingyan turned her head around and plainly spoke, "Some things, even if we want to escape, doesn't mean we can escape. Little brother's age isn't small anymore. If he can come to rely on aunty, perhaps it's not a bad thing either."

Qilian Yuran's weight in their hearts was still very important. Qingyan knew that Qilian Qingyang wanting to come to Donghe at this time, was nothing more than to come rely on Qilian Yuran's help. He must be thinking that he can get revenge on Nanchen through Qilian Yuran's help.

"Master, right now, the young General is also our organization's first, if not second, best person that's a master of the Qi Huang technique*. If we let him come to Donghe to join the army, it's not necessarily a bad thing." Yaochi looked to Qingyan and spoke, "Furthermore, the organization also has the special firearms division."

(*T/N: It's medical technique relating to traditional Chinese medicine. The history of it dates back to Yellow Emperor and his subject Qi Bo, who was a expert in medicine in early history. The details of this technique is recorded in the 'Yellow Emperor's Internal Canon', a medical text from the 300BC.)

Qingyan looked to Yaochi and shook her head, "No matter. After all, although Donghe's throne is passed on to the eldest legitimate son, the Crown Prince's body has been unwell since youth. I suppose he won't be able to live long. The other various princes, although appear careless, in reality, all want to seize the throne."

"Then who does master support?" Anying, standing to the side, slowly opened his mouth.

Qingyan, while listening to him, walked over to the table side and sat down, "Which prince do you all think I'm supporting?"

"Probably the Fourth Prince, right?" Yaochi looked to Qingyan and faintly spoke, "The Fourth Prince is born from the Imperial Noble Consort, if it wasn't because of that rule, I'm afraid the old Emperor would be passing the throne to the Fourth Prince."

Qingyan listened to Yaochi's words and nodded, "That's right, the one we're supporting is Xuanyuan Yuzhen." Qingyan held the teacup up and took a sip. "It's also precisely because of this that we need to help Xuanyuan Yuzhen get rid of those people."

"Seems like the person Murong Shizi picked should also be the Fourth Prince." Yanmei looked to her and faintly spoke, "I've seen the Fourth Prince privately meet with Murong Shizi many times."

Qingyan listened to their words and nodded, "That's right, it's exactly so."

"Master, then according to your words, we just need to quietly wait for an opportunity?" Anying said as he accepted the tea Qingyan handed to him, "Thank you, master."

"Yes, I assume Zizhu should have already finished arranging your rooms. If you're tired, then go rest." Qingyan looked to Zizhu who was heading in her direction with a smile.

"This subordinate understands." The three of them said as they headed to their own rooms under Baizhi's lead. All their rooms were not far from Su Qingyan's room, probably only separated by one room. And that room was even Qingdai and Chishao's room.

"Miss, Madam Jia has come." Huangcen's voice just dropped when Jia Yun's voice came through.