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Chapter 34 Creating a Chance Encounter

"Jing Anping, you called me here early in the morning just to discuss kidnapping Zhuoran next time? To me, your plan is fundamentally unreliable."

Jing Anping came over after hearing Feiying's words: "What do you mean?"

Feiying helped him analyze: "The reason why you asked me to kidnap Zhuoran is to control the military power in the hands of the general so that you can use it for your own benefit."

At this point, she glanced at Jing Anping, and he nodded affirmatively: "Continue."

"But Jing Anping, have you ever thought about what would happen if the general didn't accept your threat? What if he risked his daughter's life and joined forces with the emperor Jing Anyu? Wouldn't your intention to usurp the throne be known to everyone? What would you do then? Have you thought it through?"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"I see that you have never had the mind to raise an army to seize power and usurp the throne since you were a child. Before any substantial consequences are caused, you should stop now and continue to be the free and easy prince who travels around and enjoys music."

When Jing Anping heard this, his expression became a little more serious.

"No, I will seize power and usurp the throne! I will never give up."

"But Jing Anping, didn't you never have any interest in the throne before? Back then, the late emperor wanted to pass the throne to you as the eldest brother, but you rejected it yourself, and let your brother Jing Anyu take the throne. Why have you changed your mind now?"

Jing Anping was obviously confused by Feiying's words.

In fact, he didn't know why he suddenly wanted to rebel, as if there was a rebellious beast in his heart that didn't belong to him. It roared in his body day by day, causing him to secretly recruit soldiers and cultivate confidants.

Now, they have even set their sights on the military power of the general who guards the country.

But even though his heart was a mess about the matter, he still couldn't put down his pride and kept a tough attitude when faced with her questions.

"What's there to explain? Who in the world wouldn't want to sit in that position above everyone else? I wasn't who I am now. I was ignorant back then. Now I should start making up for my past mistakes!"

"Don't try to persuade me anymore, Mu Yan. If you don't want to help me, just go home and be a lady. Why do you need to change your name to Ying Lan and become my secret guard?"

Feiying looked at his attitude, which was very resolute and decisive. She thought it would be a difficult task to persuade him not to rebel and usurp the throne.

But as long as he hasn't sat on the throne, there's still time.

"Jing Anping, why are you angry? I am testing you! Do you know that those who want to accomplish great things hate to give up halfway? I am afraid that in the end, you have spent a huge price, but it is just a real-life game of playing house."

After hearing her words, Jing Anping's expression improved: "Are you telling the truth?"

Feiying glanced at him and said, "What good would it be for me to lie to you? Now it seems that you do have this determination. I am very relieved that you have finally grown up."

"Oh, I knew that Sister Yan'er is the one who supports me the most."

"Call me Yinglan."

With this coquettish look, he doesn't look like someone who is fit to sit on the throne. No wonder he had no such idea before his personality collapsed.

"Okay, Yinglan is Yinglan, they are all the same, so is there any way Yinglan can help me get the military power smoothly?"

Feiying pushed his head away and said, "Use your brain to think about it! The weather is nice today, I want to go out for a walk."

As she was about to leave, Jing Anping behind her suddenly pounded his fist and said, "I know, why don't you find a way to create a chance encounter with Zhuoran?"

Feiying felt overwhelmed when she heard this. Why couldn't this world use too much spiritual power? If she could use the magic of 'Soul Support', wouldn't the repair task be much easier?

She turned around and asked him, "Create a chance encounter, and then what are you going to do?"

"Of course, by creating more opportunities for us to meet, I can gain her trust in me."

"Why don't you just let her fall in love with you?"

Feiying just said it casually, but Jing Anping's eyes lit up unexpectedly, and he clapped his hands suddenly: "What a good idea! Yinglan, you are such a genius, let's do it!"

"Help me think about how to make her fall in love with me as quickly as possible."

Feiying suspected that after spending so much time with him, her brain had been infected by him and became dull.

What kind of nonsense suggestions does she make?

Isn't this just adding to your own troubles?

Forget it, the words have been spoken and it’s a fait accompli. Let’s just take it one step at a time.

An ordinary street in the south of the imperial city of Fengchang State.

Feiying looked at Jing Anping who was ready to try at any time, and always felt inexplicably worried.

"Are you sure you want to do that?"

"Of course, I have already found out in advance that Zhuoran will pass this road to leave the city and go to the barracks today. This is a good opportunity to create a chance encounter. You just watch from the side, but don't miss my good fortune."

The sound of horse hooves was heard, and Jing Anping immediately prepared himself. When he could see the horses approaching, he rushed to the road, opened his arms and closed his eyes.

"Step aside!"

"Get away from everyone!"

Zhuo Ran was dressed in military uniform, holding a spear, looking heroic. He was riding on a horse, waving the long whip in his hand from time to time.

When the horse was about to kick Jing Anping, Feiying jumped over and took him to a safe place.

Jing Anping stood up and looked at Feiying with a barrage of incomprehension: "Mu Yan, what are you doing? You wasted such a good opportunity!"

"Given the speed of those horses just now, there's no chance encounter at all. Just go to the ground!"

When Jing Anping heard this, he calmed down.

"Xiao Lanlan, I was wrong. I misunderstood you. Thank you for saving me."

"That's pretty much it."

Jing Anping was melancholy again: "But if this is the case, I don't know when I will have another suitable opportunity."

"There will always be opportunities. You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient."

"Ok."

Perhaps it was because of the word "tofu" that Jing Anping's stomach growled.

"It's almost noon, let's find a place to eat first."

"There's a restaurant over there that looks pretty good."

"Then let's go to that one."

After getting Jing Anping's approval, the two of them walked over.

Next to this restaurant, there is a gambling house. A person who was obviously dressed as a man walked out from the house with a sullen look, looking back every few steps.

"I'm so lucky today!"

"Next time, I will definitely win the Grand Slam. I don't believe it!"

Feiying and Jing Anping looked at her, both surprised, and stopped.

"My Queen, is that you?"

According to Yinglan's memory, Feiying thought that the person in front of her should be the queen of the current dynasty, Rong Xin, the daughter of the Grand Marshal.

Shouldn't she be in the palace? Why is she here, dressed like this?

Rong Xin was also stunned when he heard the name, and when he saw the two people in front of him clearly, he was also dumbfounded.

But he quickly forced himself to calm down: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can a man like me be the queen? You got the wrong person, right? I have something else to do, so I don't have time to bother with you."