Free Web NovelChapter 1281: Chapter 1275
Long Qingxuan’s attention was not on Shi Fei.
In his view, Shi Fei was merely a woman, not worth fearing.
Even though she was in the Taichang Temple, the Taichang Temple and the Taichang Holy Institute are one institution, and as long as the Holy Master arrives, he will naturally have methods to deal with Shi Fei.
"Mother Empress, who exactly is Feng Xi? Why does Father look to trust him so much?"
Long Qingxuan remembered that, except for the former Chu Beiqing, his father had never trusted anyone like this.
Especially after such a major incident tonight, his father left Feng Xi alone.
Even he, as the son, had never been trusted by Emperor Longteng in this way.
"Feng Xi is the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship. You should have noticed that his identity is that of a high monk sent by the Taichang Temple. Although he is very young, it’s said that his status in the Taichang Holy Institute is not low. The reason your father trusts him so much is because when Chu Beiqing had just encountered trouble, your father was melancholic, and the myriad physicians were at a loss. At that time, Monk Feng Xi had just arrived in Purple Cloud City. He and your father got along very well, and after he discussed scriptures for a few days, you gradually recovered. Since then, your father has held Monk Feng Xi in high regard."
There was a hint of jealousy in Empress Feng’s words.
Even as the one by his pillow, she had never received such trust from Emperor Longteng.
First, it was Chu Beiqing, and now it’s Monk Feng Xi. In Emperor Longteng’s heart, she has never been the first.
"Impossible, I’ve never heard of Feng Xi. Moreover, the high monks of the Taichang Holy Institute are all powerful individuals over a hundred years old. That monk has no treasure on him; how could he be a high monk?"
Long Qingxuan said with skepticism.
However, the matter of Monk Feng Xi enlightening Emperor Longteng was indeed intriguing.
As far as Long Qingxuan knew, some at the Taichang Temple were masters of spiritual scriptures capable of healing the mind.
Could it be that Monk Feng Xi is skilled in the spiritual aspect?
Oh well, once the Holy Master arrives, everything will be revealed.
The young monk offended him today; he certainly won’t let him go.
Long Qingxuan thought darkly in his heart.
"Qingxuan, have you listened to what Mother said? Shi Fei cannot be left alive. Don’t you know some monks at the Taichang Temple? Why not let them handle it?"
Empress Feng was still determined to put Shi Fei to death.
The affair involving Consort Zhao was suspicious. Empress Feng was worried that killing Shi Fei could lead to unforeseen complications.
"Mother Empress, please don’t think too much about it. I have my judgment. Taking action at the Taichang Temple is too risky."
Long Qingxuan refused to comply with Empress Feng. Seeing that it was getting late, he found an excuse to leave the palace.
Empress Feng was furious.
She paced back and forth in Fuluan Palace.
"No, that wench must be done away with."
Empress Feng gritted her teeth and said.
She extinguished the lamp, donned a cloak, and walked to the side hall.
In the side hall, there was a bookshelf. Empress Feng took the third book from the left on the third shelf, and the wall made a clicking sound.
There was actually a hidden door behind the bookshelf.
Empress Feng walked in.
The bookshelf automatically closed again.
Behind the bookshelf was a secret passage, winding and narrow, just wide enough for one person to walk through.
Empress Feng walked along the passage, and another hidden door appeared in front of her.
Empress Feng pushed the door open and saw someone standing in the secret room.
The person wore a mask shaped like a yaksha, blood red, with only two narrow slits for the eyes, looking very eerie.
The person was tall and, like Empress Feng, also wore a cloak.
