Chen Zheng was so angry that he bared his teeth and glared at the two people in front of him, unable to find any unnecessary expressions on their faces.
"Hmph, you two don't get too proud too soon. Everyone will push you down when the wall falls. I'll see how long you two can continue to be proud."
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun looked at each other, raised their hands and yawned in perfect agreement, then lay down on the haystack-like bed, closing their eyes to rest.
When Chen Zheng looked at the two of them like this, an evil fire shot straight to the top of his forehead. '
"Just be proud of yourself and be arrogant like this. I think you can still be arrogant to tens of thousands. Just wait. Sooner or later, I will throw down the token with my own hands and let the executioner chop off your heads."
He walked away angrily.
Only then did Zhan Qingyue begin to feel anxious. She turned her head and looked at Han Yiyun who was lying next to him seriously.
"Brother Han really didn't expect that those people would add insult to injury so soon. But we have caused trouble for our family. It seems we have to find a way to get the Crown Princess to refute the rumors."
Zhan Qingyue couldn't help but sigh after saying these words, and whispered: "When you are so sensitive, you must never look for His Highness again. Don't turn around and drag him into trouble again."
Han Yiyun nodded solemnly, then sat up and his eyes were mischievous. Looking left and right, he saw that no one was passing by around him, and then he turned his back to Zhan Qingyue and nodded.
Zhan Qingyue saw that he had given her a break, and couldn't wait to take out a spiritual pigeon from the space. With quick hands and feet, she stuffed the note she just wrote into the pigeon's mailbox.
When the Crown Princess received the message from the spirit pigeon, her eyes widened. She never expected that this pigeon was no ordinary pigeon. Not only could she be found accurately, but she could also avoid the lackeys from Dali Temple. Eye.
As expected, none of the things Sister Qingyue sold were of ordinary quality.
"Come here, pass on my edict. I am responsible for occupying the house and the shop. If anyone dares to bully them or add insult to injury, they will have trouble with my crown princess. Let him come and help me. Come drink tea with me and talk things over, and I won’t go back to live in Dongdong until I have the baby, so I have a lot of time.”
The silence beside her immediately passed on the order.
It took only half an hour, but a group of people immediately stood guard around Zhan's house, driving away the gossipers and clarifying the misunderstandings about his family's business.
In this way, Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun finally had no worries in the cell, and they were waiting wholeheartedly for the pills sent out to find a meaningful result.
Less than half a month has passed.
Cuizhu came again, this time she brought good news to the two people in the cell.
The last time he came, the sadness on her face showed him that she had been very anxious recently, but this time her face was red, and she told the two roommates that something good had happened before she even opened her mouth.
"Sister, brother-in-law, there is news from Your Highness and Your Majesty, saying that the pills we took out last time have taken effect, and we have found some clues about that person."
When the two heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and they were overjoyed.
The three of them discussed some follow-up matters, and then Cuizhu was urged to leave by the jailer.
Zhan Qingyue walked alone in the cell, thinking carefully about the causes and consequences, and finally decided to send a letter to Shengzhuang.
After all, she still believed that the Holy Emperor was not a fool. Since he had vaguely revealed his thoughts and favored King Cheng before, she would naturally not just let King Jing make trouble again.
Presumably before he passes away, he will clear all obstacles for His Royal Highness.
It's just that she, an innocent person, can only be the pusher to clear the obstacles.
Zhan Qingyue frowned so much that she could kill a fly. After thinking about this, she couldn't wait to write a note and stuff it into Ling Ge's mailbox.
The spirit pigeon arrived at the palace compound unimpeded.
The Holy Master looked at the stool on the bed and suddenly a colorful pigeon flew in. His eyes lit up unconsciously, and he suddenly saw the mailbox on his leg.
He looked at the people waiting next to him and saw that they had their eyes lowered at night, so he took the note out of the mailbox without thinking too much.
When he finished reading the above content, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly.
Just as he was about to sigh, the Holy Emperor was afraid that most of the people in the hall were already people from Prince Jing, so he had to suppress the joy in his heart, slowly sat up from the couch, and waved his hand to the eunuch in charge next to him.
"Take them down here. I can't sleep with them standing by. On the contrary, I'm very upset just looking at them."
The eunuch in charge lowered his head and his eyes did not reveal any emotion. He bowed respectfully, accepted the ceremony and left the hall with the others.
Seeing this, the Holy Master couldn't wait to pick up the pen, write the word "ability" on the paper next to it, then stuffed it into the mailbox of the dove, and then let the dove fly.
The people who were waiting in the main hall just now would not be able to detect his abnormality.
As soon as the pigeon flew out of the hall, someone immediately called the young eunuchs to lay on it and catch the pigeon.
A middle-aged eunuch looked at the colorful pigeon with a strange look.
"I don't know who it is. You are so bold. Whose family does this colorful dove belong to? Go down and investigate. If you can't find out the reason, wait until the Lord takes your heads for questioning."
The middle-aged eunuch was used to being domineering and did not take these young eunuchs seriously at all. After saying this, he pulled out the mailbox of the spiritual pigeon.
He looked at the two simple words inside, which had some unclear meaning.
"Fortunately it's not something serious, otherwise it would be troublesome."
The middle-aged eunuch muttered and stuffed the note back again, letting the dove fly.
At this moment, Zhan Qingyue's heart was in her throat. She kept walking around the cell, waiting expectantly for the answer from the Holy Master.
After all, she still hoped that the Holy Emperor would enforce the law impartially and release them.
After finally waiting for the spirit pigeon to fly back, Zhan Qingyue looked at those two simple words on the note, and his heart was in his throat.
Han Yiyun looked at her suddenly serious expression and saw that she had already put away the pigeons, so he approached her.
Looking at the two ordinary but powerful words above, the two of them glanced at each other unconsciously and asked together: "What does this mean?"
"Could it be that the person sitting on the seat wants to see our abilities and escape from this prison according to our abilities?"
Han Yiyun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard her bold idea.
