Liang Yue pulled the little emperor's sleeves and said to him, "There are very few people in this world who can keep the breeze on their sleeves for a lifetime. The Mei family has survived three dynasties and is still standing. It is impossible to be as clean as Marquis Xuanping."
Liang Yue also wanted to say that the same goes for Prince Rui's Mansion and this glorious palace.
Just because she was afraid of hitting the little emperor too hard, Liang Yue still held back.
The little emperor was shocked by the sudden turn of events. He watched blankly as Marquis Xuanping unfolded the letter, but what was inside was just a few pieces of papyrus!
"Huh? It's fake!"
cried the little emperor.
Everyone was shocked, and the one who couldn't laugh or cry the most was Marquis Xuanping.
Is this a fake letter? !
Marquis Xuanping took the envelope in his hand and looked through it, then stared at the writing on it.
Could it be that Mei Tinghan secretly learned her own handwriting and forged it?
Just to trick him?
"Haha, so what if you tell the truth? Mei Tinghan, what if you pull Ben Hou into trouble? You will never be able to reverse the case for the Mei family!"
Mei Tinghan grabbed Xuan Pinghou's lapel, and the veins on his neck were clearly visible: "You lied to me! It was obviously you who framed my eldest brother! My eldest brother was murdered!"
"You really don't understand the Mei family and your father!"
Marquis Xuanping pushed Mei Tinghan away and knelt down to the Mad King: "Your Majesty, I was confused for a moment back then. I didn't touch any of the money for disaster relief. I handed over all of it."
"okay."
Gu Huaijiu raised his hand, and palace guards came in to take Marquis Xuanping away.
"It's over? That's it?"
the little emperor asked.
"Of course not. Mei Tinghan participated in this book at the right time, and Mad Dad just used it to rectify him."
Liang Yue spoke back to the little emperor and kept staring at Mei Tinghan.
She was worried that Mei Tinghan would not be able to reverse the case and would try to kill her crazy father again.
"Mei Tinghan, the evidence you said is conclusive, is it just these few letters?"
Gu Huaijiu used his toes to kick the blank piece of paper farther away from him.
"Why don't you speak? You have the truth and you can't accept it?"
Gu Huaijiu waved his hands casually and said to the ministers, "Okay, there is no need to watch the excitement here, retreat from the court. Let us, Mr. Liu Mei, stay awake here."
"Impossible! What Xuan Pinghou said is false! It's all false!"
Mei Tinghan roared.
The ministers retreated one after another, but Gu Huaijiu did not get up and continued to watch Mei Tinghan say some unnecessary words hysterically.
"You don't have to do this. It's not even ten days yet, and the time has not come to kill you."
Gu Huaijiu pointed to the sunny outside and said to Mei Tinghan, "Let's go! While there is still time, continue to investigate! Maybe you can forge some evidence! Bring it to me quickly. Look, maybe we can actually overturn the verdict.”
What he said sounded like he was asking for a beating.
"But it's not like you returned without success today. At least Marquis Xuanping was pulled down by you, and you at least saved Mei Wanyun's life."
Gu Huaijiu gave Mei Tinghan another shot in the arm.
"You're so good. In just a few days, you made the court a mess, and Li Sinian's family was ruined by you."
Liang Yue fell beside the Mad King and looked directly at Mei Tinghan, "Ask yourself, was Li Sinian's death an injustice?"
Mei Tinghan was speechless.
"Oh, right."
Liang Yue took a medicine bottle, walked to Mei Tinghan, and said, "Master asked me to bring something to Miss Yinsu, saying it was for her father. My master and Miss Yinsu's father are old friends. , I think this thing should be quite important, don’t lose it, you must give it to Miss Yinsu!”
"Father?" Mei Tinghan did not take the medicine bottle. He was very puzzled, "Su'er's father?"
"Yes! That's a pretty powerful man!"
Mei Tinghan's eyes once again showed a look of shock. Liang Yue saw the light in his eyes flickering as he left in a hurry and put the medicine bottle away again.
"Aren't you going to give it away? Why don't you give it away?"
Crazy dad's voice sounded behind her, and Liang Yue didn't know when he got up from the steps and walked to her side.
"There's no such thing, right?"
Gu Huaijiu bent down and looked into his daughter's clear eyes. Seeing a hint of revengeful pleasure in her eyes, he felt a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.
"Are you so vindictive? Are you happy to see others quarreling?"
"I said I would settle things with him!"
"You are so bad! My daughter!"
Gu Huaijiu's tone when he said this was gentle and doting.
"It's okay! Averagely bad."
Liang Yue yawned, she was sleepy again.
"Stop sleeping, let's take you out to play."
The mad king stretched out his hand to his daughter, and Liang Yue handed her little hand over.
With just such a hold, Liang Yue's little heart, which had been frightened all morning, could finally beat normally.
"Brother, I want to go too." The little emperor begged pitifully.
Liang Yue tilted her head and said to the little emperor: "You should study honestly!"
"Why am I so pitiful!"
Gu Huaijiu turned around and saw the little emperor's dejected look, and said in a rare voice: "Your Majesty, go and change your clothes! I'm waiting outside."
"Ah! Great!"
The little emperor almost jumped to the roof after getting the promise.
Gu Huaijiu was alone with two children. If he didn't cause trouble for himself, he would never get out of the car and leave. He couldn't leave either of them behind.
Liang Yue and the little emperor each held a window and looked at the scenery walking out from behind.
"It's so nice outside the palace!" The little emperor has sighed a dozen times.
The other two people in the car were tired of hearing it.
Gu Huaijiu opened a book and read, Liang Yue didn't say anything, only the little emperor was babbling and babbling for a while, without stopping.
"My little niece, the Qiqiao Festival is about to take place."
"Yeah." Liang Yue didn't take it to heart at all.
"You still don't know how to thread a needle and thread?"
"I don't need it, Qingluo Pavilion belongs to me."
The little emperor pouted: "So I am the poorest!"
"Don't insult the poor word. How can you let a beggar live?"
Liang Yue pointed at the little emperor's attire, "Just what you wear is enough for ordinary people to feed their families for a year."
"Speaking of eating, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."
There is an emperor who refuses to eat delicacies from mountains and seas. He misses roasted sweet potatoes every day.
"Gu Can, when will you grow up!"
"You are still younger than me!" The little emperor was unconvinced.
Liang Yue did not answer and continued to look at the scenery outside. The early autumn wind blew on Liang Yue's face, which did not appear cool, but gave her a feeling of anxiety.
Liang Yue knew that she was overly anxious and worried. In order not to pass on this emotion to others, she could only hide all her uneasiness and not show it on her face, thus saving herself trouble with others.
"Where are we going?"
The little emperor looked around, "Have you passed by? Why are you so far away from the market?"
Fortunately, he knew the way, so he wasn't too useless.
Gu Huaijiu slowly closed the book, looked at the window on the little emperor's side, and said with a cold face: "Go and teach His Majesty a lesson."
"what class?"
As soon as the little emperor heard that there was going to be a class, he immediately became a wilted eggplant.
Liang Yue sat over and looked out the window following her crazy father's gaze. She saw outside a house in the distance, soldiers of the Bai family surrounded him. General Dabai was a strong man. He was standing at the door, commanding something.
"practice course."
