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Chapter 287: Hallucination or Voice

"That's good that you don't care..." After hearing this answer, Prince Rong stood up with satisfaction and bowed to Emperor Lin, "Father, there is an old saying among the people, 'The daughter of a prime minister will never have trouble finding a husband'. The Yuan family may not be the richest in the world, but they can be considered a wealthy family, so naturally their daughter will never have trouble finding a husband. As for the identity of a merchant's daughter, as long as my ninth brother likes her, this is the easiest to solve."

"It's such a big deal, but you've been talking about it for so long." Prince Duan added fuel to the fire with a sly smile on his face, "Let's not talk about anything else. If you really don't want to do it, then forget it. But seeing how Prince Yi has been busy for the Yuan family these days, I'm afraid he really cares about it. Don't pretend."

Feng Ming roared: "Everyone says it's not..."

But many people had an expression of "So that's how it is" on their faces, and they nodded without saying anything.

"By the way, I heard a few years ago that Prince Yi had built a treasure house in his mansion, which contained all the treasures that my ninth brother had collected over the years." Prince Xian drank a few glasses of wine and was a little drunk. He wanted to butt in on an irrelevant topic, "Ninth brother, is that true?"

Feng Ming glanced at Prince Duan coldly. Who helped spread such a thing? Prince Duan "made great contributions".

Although Zhou Chang was just a bystander, he could still fully understand the thoughts of "another self".

Although Feng Ming was drunk, his mind was working. He did not answer the question, but bowed to King Xian and said, "I haven't congratulated my fifth brother on being named 'General Yaowei' yet, but why is the general concerned about other people's property?"

Treasure trove?

Emperor Lin seemed to be more interested in this matter, and his cloudy old eyes brightened up again.

Feng Ming pretended not to notice, and while Zhou was taking a sip of wine, he looked around.

The Jingming Palace was filled with onlookers.

He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. After taking a sip of wine, his throat and chest felt like they had swallowed burning charcoal, and his consciousness became increasingly confused.

"Which of your eyes saw that I have a treasure house? But, hey, I really do have one..." Feng Ming seemed to start talking nonsense, but Zhou Chang was unable to stop him. "So, if one day my treasure house is stolen, it would be the work of all of you who heard it here today, and you are all suspects..."

Prince Rong had not sat down since he started talking. Seeing that Prince Yi was drowsy from drunkenness, he quickly brought the topic back to the topic: "Father, I don't know who dared to make up stories about the prince. How could my ninth brother have a treasure trove? Your Majesty, the dragon's health is more important. The matter of my ninth brother's wedding is what you should seriously consider."

Why bring this up again?

It's chaos, it's all chaos.

Rambling

Zhou Chang watched on but was helpless.

He tried several times to regain control of Feng Ming's body, but failed each time.

Not only that, the harder she tried, the further away her consciousness became, as if she was about to leave her identity as King Yi.

Suddenly, a terrifying thought came to my mind: "Conspicuous system, conspicuous system, what's wrong with me? Is my soul leaving my body? Will I become a wandering ghost?"

"What's wrong with you?" The voice of the viewpoint system seemed to come from the sky.

The emotionless voice of the viewpoint system sounded like the voice of an angel to Zhou Chang now: "Great, I can still hear your voice. Does that mean I won't disappear or become a wandering ghost?"

"There is no such thing as ghosts." The viewpoint system remained very strict.

"So what's the situation now? It seems like I'm about to lose my identity as Prince Yi, or at least I can't control it anymore." Zhou Chang said as he tried again to return to Prince Yi Feng Ming's body, but he was like ripples in the water and could only float around Prince Yi.

The viewpoint system paused for a second, not sure if it was checking, and then gave a reassuring reply: "The system detected that everything is normal. Your consciousness has been stable in the viewpoint of Prince Yi's identity. There is no problem."

"Then what's wrong with me?" Zhou Chang "rushed" towards Prince Yi's body again, but it was useless.

The viewpoint system paused for another two seconds, then replied: "Your consciousness is currently unstable, which is why you feel like you are out of control. But the fact is, without this system, you cannot escape by your own will."

"Although I feel a little dizzy, I definitely don't feel like sleeping..." Zhou Chang stopped talking and looked at the two wine bottles in front of him, both of which were almost empty. "Is it because I'm drunk that I lost control of my consciousness?"

The viewpoint system paused for three seconds this time. "There are also drunken 'hosts' in other planes, but they are not like you who cannot focus. The reason for this is not clear yet, but it is estimated that he will recover after a good night's sleep."

Zhou Chang was still confused and didn't understand, but he confirmed one thing: she would not leave her identity as Prince Yi, nor would she become a wandering ghost, so he felt relieved.

As for that "drink"... it's something from the Mirage Country, I don't know what ingredients are in it, so it's better to drink less.

While she was thinking, Feng Ming took two more gulps to quench his thirst.

"What are you still considering? Prince Yi is marrying the young lady from the Yuan family. Why would he care about whether there is a treasure house or not? Isn't the young lady's dowry a treasure house? Haha..." Prince Duan's skills in being sarcastic are at their best today.

"Don't go too far..." Feng Ming's veins bulged as he tried to stay calm.

It's fine to say other things about him, but saying that he wanted to marry Yuan Qi for money is the greatest insult.

But his speech was already unclear, but he tilted his head back and drank the remaining half pot of wine in his hand.

At this point, Zhou Chang wanted to stop Feng Ming from drinking any more, but he was powerless.

"Hehe, if it weren't for that, why would Prince Yi be so angry..." Prince Duan finally had a chance to win back the favor, "What's more, Prince Rong has already found a reason and face for you, to bring good luck to you..., hehe."

Feng Ming felt a surge of heat rushing to his head: "You..."

Prince Rong, however, turned a deaf ear to Prince Duan's words and focused on matchmaking: "The custom of bringing good luck to a couple has existed since ancient times, and there are precedents both among the common people and in the imperial court. If this can be accomplished, it will kill two birds with one stone."

"Brother Jiu, are you drunk?" Feng Shuo asked worriedly.

“No…no…” Feng Ming was also drunk for the first time in his life.

Zhou Chang watched helplessly as a bright, colorful circle of light appeared in front of him.

Is this a new hallucination?

She opened her eyes wide to keep herself conscious.

But when he came to his senses again, he was shocked again.

Yuan Qi?

???

Yuan Qi couldn't possibly be here, it must be an illusion.

Zhou Chang rubbed his eyes subconsciously.

No, not her.

It’s Feng Ming.

Feng Ming actually had hallucinations before his eyes.

"Yuan Qi" was smiling brightly, holding her favorite jade pendant with branches and branches intertwined in her hand.

Zhou Chang knew that she had the same perspective as Prince Yi Fengming, but what about seeing Yuan Qi?

"I didn't mean it..." Zhou Chang heard Prince Yi Fengming talking and subconsciously explained, "That jade pendant must be very important to you..."

"Yuan Qi" was glowing all over, and it was getting brighter and brighter, but he didn't say a word.

Zhou Chang knew it was an illusion, but Prince Yi didn't know that and muttered, "Really, believe me, I didn't mean it."

"Yuan Qi" still didn't answer, just smiled.