"Idiot." Yan Ci sneered, took the confession and walked in.
Before they even got closer, I overheard their conversation.
"Father, we cannot convict Aunt Jiarou because of a Taoist priest's nonsense!"
"She has already confessed her crime! Just to lend herself a long life!"
"But, even so, don't those noble ladies have nothing to do? Father, my son almost drowned once when he was a child, but it was Aunt Jiarou who saved him! For my sake, can you, Spare my aunt once?"
The emperor looked irritated, "Is this something that happened to those noble ladies? She is guilty of public outrage! Old Seventh, you can no longer get involved in this matter, otherwise you will be punished too!"
The seventh prince looked impatient. He turned to look at Shen Yubai, hoping that he could come up with an idea.
Shen Yubai put his right hand in his sleeve and shook his head at him, signaling him to stop talking.
If you say anything else, it will anger His Majesty!
The seventh prince tried to calm down. He took a deep breath, cupped his hands and said, "Father, I have resigned."
Shen Yubai also quickly resigned.
The emperor was in a bad mood, waved his hands irritably, and said nothing else.
Shen Yubai hurriedly pulled the seventh prince out, but happened to follow the banquet speech coming in and walked directly opposite.
The seventh prince was in a bad mood and walked past the banquet without saying anything. On the contrary, Shen Yubai paused in his steps when passing by the banquet.
"Captain Yan, I don't understand why you are so hostile to me." He raised his hand that was no longer working well and sneered: "Actually, I regretted that night."
Yanci raised his chin slightly, "Oh, there were many nights, which one do you regret?"
Shen Yubai froze on the spot.
The banquet here had already adjusted his clothes and walked in. After he walked in, he cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, this is Princess Jiarou's confession. Do you think how to convict her?"
The emperor sat on the dragon chair with a tired look on his face. He waved to the banquet and said, "I have a headache. Please massage it for me first."
"yes."
Yan Ci placed the confession on the dragon chair, walked around the dragon chair, and reached out to help the emperor press the acupuncture points on his head.
The emperor squinted his eyes and gradually calmed down, "Your compression skills are getting better and better, but my headache is getting more and more frequent."
"Your Majesty, you are just too busy with national affairs and don't pay attention to your health and don't take a good rest."
"You are the only one who can talk and make me happy."
The banquet said softly: "Your Majesty, what I said is true. By the way, the immortal master said that the first batch of elixir is about to be completed. The elixir can not only prolong life, but also relieve headaches."
"Okay, okay, okay," the emperor was visibly happy, and he suddenly changed the topic, "Yanci, what do you think I should do with Princess Jiarou? No matter what, she is my sister, how can she be executed? ?”
Yan Ci's pressing hand paused slightly.
He knew that Princess Jiarou would not escape this time. Of course, there was no need to sympathize with her. She brought it upon herself!
But Yan Ci didn't expect that the emperor wanted to directly execute his own sister for himself?
But that's right, he was so cruel that he killed his mother back then!
The emperor's face was full of sadness, but he still noticed carefully that Yan Ci's hand paused slightly, and immediately asked: "What, do you have something to say in Yan Ci?"
"Your Majesty, I believe that the crime involving Princess Jiarou will not lead to death, but the punishment cannot be too light. Otherwise, the ministers will definitely hold on to this matter and resent you, affecting the imperial court. "
"Um."
The emperor had calmed down. He picked up the writing brush on the Long Case and neatly wrote a red reply on the confession letter.
Yan Ci glanced at the words "Chang Ban Qing Deng" from the corner of his eyes, and an invisible sarcasm curled up in the corner of his mouth.
"Okay, I have a headache. I'll leave it to you to handle the follow-up matters."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After leaving the imperial study room, Zhao Fuan sent off the banquet and left. When he reached a place with few people, he whispered: "Captain, I just received news that Concubine Duan had someone protect the young master all the way. He has passed The primary election.”
The draft has begun in the past few days, and the maids who have passed the preliminary selection have already moved into Chuxiu Palace, waiting for the selection of the emperor and the queen mother.
Yan Ci clenched the imperial edict in his hand, "Is it really similar?"
"The appearance is 50%, but Concubine Duan seems to have taught her many other things... that Empress Mu is good at."
The banquet sneered: "Concubine Duan is really Queen Mu's best friend!"
"Captain, do you need to take action against that young master?"
"No need for the time being, she is still useful."
Yan Ci raised his head again, with an expression that was half-smiling, but Zhao Fu'an knew that the governor of Yan was angry.
Everyone around him knew that he was in a bad mood. Even when he came out of the palace, the horses pulling the carriage were very well-behaved and the rhythm of the horses' hooves did not change, for fear of making Jiu Qiansui feel even more irritable.
The taciturn Tianquan directly pulled the carriage to the back door of Mu Wan Tang without asking.
Yan Ci raised his head and looked at the candlelight upstairs in Mu Wan Tang. His violent and irritable heart miraculously calmed down.
"Tianquan, I will double your monthly payment this month."
"Thank you, Commander."
Just at this time, Tianji passed by the wall. He watched Yanci step in and quickly turned to call Tianquan.
"Why does the master want to increase your monthly salary?"
Tianquan thought for a while and said seriously: "Maybe it's because I don't talk much."
Tianji: "???"
Yan Ci had already arrived at Lin Wanyi's bedroom. Looking at the bright candlelight inside, he frowned slightly and pushed the door open.
"Huanhan, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"Waiting for you." Lin Wanyi had just taken a bath, her long hair was hanging loose, and she was wearing a gauze dress embroidered with elegant orchid patterns outside her white lining. Coupled with being pregnant, she looked particularly charming and alluring at this time.
When Yan Ci heard the words "Waiting for you", his heart softened even more.
Seeing her coming over, he quickly said: "I just came back from outside, and I'm feeling cold. I'm going to take a shower and change clothes first. If you're sleepy, go to bed first."
"No, I'll wait for you."
This kind of dialogue that happened between ordinary couples was obviously very simple, but it miraculously calmed the violence in Yan Ci's heart. He didn't want to keep Lin Wanyi waiting, so he quickly took a bath and changed clothes, put on a soft crescent white middle coat, wiped his hair with Gebu, and walked in.
Lin Wanyi reached out to take the Gebu, but did not let go of the banquet speech.
She looked over in confusion, and Yanci explained: "Huanhua, I can just wipe it myself."
"You have wiped my wet hair many times and combed it for me. Why, can't I do it for you in reverse? At the banquet, do you still think that I am your wife?"
Seeing that she was pretty and cute, but still a little angry, Yan Ci smiled softly, let go of Gebu quickly, and said obediently: "It's all my husband's fault. Whatever you want to do to your husband, Madam, just do it." .”
Lin Wanyi: "..."
She obviously just wanted to wipe his hair!
She said speechlessly: "Okay, tell me quickly, what does the emperor plan to do with Princess Jiarou?"
