As soon as the guard sent Chu Qing away, Chu Yun came in with a pale face and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty is here."
Lou Jinhuan put down the tea cup and raised his eyes slightly. Facing the door, the little emperor strode towards him with a tense expression. The bright yellow dragon robe became more and more dazzling in the sun, even a little dazzling.
The young emperor is only eight years old. Ordinary children at this age are still playing in the mud, but he is already very scheming. Should I say it is a blessing or a misfortune?
"I have met His Majesty."
Everyone in the palace knelt down to salute him, but Lou Jinhuan just sat there and looked at him.
The little emperor pursed his lips tighter.
As soon as he raised his hand, the palace people immediately retreated in understanding, leaving only the "mother and son" in the palace.
"Why are you here, Your Majesty? Is the birthday party over?"
Lou Jinhuan's tone was calm, but the little emperor was even more panicked. He stepped forward and walked up to Lou Jinhuan, looked up at her, and stared into her eyes, "Is the queen angry with her son?"
"Haha——" Lou Jinhuan chuckled: "What are you talking about, Your Majesty? Why does the Ai family want to be angry with you?"
The little emperor's eyes were disappointed and sad: "Because I didn't protect my mother right away and let those ministers bully you like that."
Lou Jinhuan lowered his eyes and looked at his well-maintained nails, "Your Majesty is young, so naturally the minister will not take you seriously."
The little emperor suddenly clenched his fists: "What about the queen mother?"
Lou Jinhuan's eyes narrowed and he slowly raised his eyes to look over. Those clear eyes seemed to be able to see into his heart. The little emperor couldn't help but become nervous.
"The Ai family has never underestimated you. How can the True Dragon Emperor be a creature in the pond?"
Lou Jinhuan's red lips curled up slightly, and she raised her hand and patted the little emperor's head gently: "But, there is more than one dragon. Your Majesty, don't be too clever but you will be misled by your cleverness."
…
The little emperor was in a daze when he left. He didn't pay attention when he was going down the steps. His foot slipped and he stumbled and almost rolled down.
The eunuch Lu Bai next to him was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, so he quickly grabbed him: "Oh, Your Majesty, you must be careful!"
The little emperor grabbed his wrist with his backhand, smiled bitterly and murmured: "The queen mother finally broke up with me."
Lu Bai's expression changed greatly, "Your Majesty, this is not the place to talk!"
The little emperor was vulnerable for a moment. As soon as Lu Bai reminded him, he immediately calmed down, released his hands behind his back and strode towards the imperial study, "Go, call the Prime Minister to see me!"
"yes."
…
That night, a wooden cart stopped at the corner gate of the Prince Regent's Palace. The gatekeeper heard a loud knock on the door. When he opened the door, he saw no one, only the cart.
He quickly opened the cover of the car and met a pair of frightened eyes. The gatekeeper was shocked and rushed to find someone.
A quarter of an hour later, Yan Ruqing's confidant Mo Shangshuang came over, lifted the cover and took a look, and was immediately startled: "Isn't this someone close to the Queen Mother?"
"Uh huh huh!" Chu Qing's eyes lit up and she struggled on the wooden cart with tears in her eyes, but her mouth was stuffed with cloth and tied with a rope, so she couldn't speak at all.
"Sir, what should we do with this person? Since he is from the Queen Mother's side, and he was suddenly sent to us, there won't be any conspiracy, right?" the gatekeeper asked nervously.
Mo Shangshuang shook his head, pondered for a moment and then looked around. When he didn't see anyone, he said to the guard who was following him: "Carry the person to the front hall."
"yes."
The guards immediately pushed the wooden cart in. As soon as the gatekeeper closed the door, no one knew what happened.
Mo Shangshuang turned halfway to the study.
…
Yan Ruqing stood with his hands behind his hands, standing behind the desk, staring at the map of Daxia on the wall in trance. The candlelight continued to lengthen his tall body, casting a lonely shadow on the ground.
This map is old, the paper is yellowed, and there are many marks on it. Most people can't understand it, but Yan Ruqing understands that every mark represents a battle, which he made with his own hands.
But he hasn't been on the battlefield for two years.
Yan Ruqing's eyes were dark.
"Dong dong dong——"
His eyes narrowed, "Who?"
"Your Majesty, I am a subordinate."
Yan Ruqing turned around and opened the door for him, looking indifferent: "What's the matter?"
Mo Shangshuang told the matter about the gatekeeper, "Now that Chu Qing has been carried to the front hall, what do you want to do with her, Your Majesty?"
"Chu Qing?"
Yan Ruqing raised her eyebrows in surprise, then quickly realized and smiled, "This is a great gift from the Queen Mother. Of course I have to go and see it in person."
Mo Shangshuang: "Huh?"
What kind of gift is this?
…
Chu Qing thought she would be saved when she arrived at the Regent's Palace, but she didn't expect that although these people pushed her in, they did nothing more than untie her. They even threw her on the wooden cart without even looking at her.
She was depressed and resentful, and waited uneasily.
Soon, the footsteps came closer and closer. Her eyes lit up again, and she struggled to make a little noise, "Uh-huh!"
help me!
The visitor paused for a moment, and then a low laughter sounded, "You really don't know how to show mercy to your loved ones."
Hearing this voice, Chu Qing's eyes were red with excitement, "Uh-huh!"
Your Majesty, Your Majesty!
Suddenly a gust of cool wind hit her, and the white cloth on her body was lifted, and the figure of the person became clearer and clearer.
Tall and straight, cold and handsome.
Chu Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Yan Ruqing lovingly, but Yan Ruqing just glanced at her and turned around, "Untie her."
After being released, Chu Qing lay on the wooden cart and stretched out her hand to Yan Ruqing, "Your Majesty, save this slave! The Queen Mother wants this slave to die!"
Yan Ruqing sat in the armchair, looking down at her, her amber pupils as deep as abyss in the night.
"Why do you think I will save you?"
Chu Qing was stunned for a moment, "Your Majesty... this slave betrayed the Queen Mother for the sake of Your Majesty!"
Mo Shangshuang's eyes widened instantly and he turned to look at Yan Ruqing.
Yan Ruqing narrowed her eyes and suddenly pointed at Chu Qing and said: "Take out the things under her body."
"yes."
The guard stepped forward and tore a letter from Chu Qing's arm and handed it to Yan Ruqing.
Chu Qing looked at the letter in fear. Why hadn't she noticed it before? Whose letter? Queen Mother?
Yan Ruqing took the letter and checked it carefully. There was no trace of opening. He tore it open and saw a piece of paper inside. One sentence: "She said that she can be your concubine when things work out, so I will send her to you." You’re welcome, you’re here.”
"Haha——" Yan Ruqing suddenly laughed.
Mo Shangshuang curiously came over to take a look. Yan Ruqing grabbed the note, raised her eyes and said softly: "Send her to prison, have her interrogated, and then put her in jail at noon." Come out, wash it clean, and have it delivered to the Queen Mother tomorrow."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out. Looking in that direction, he seemed to be leaving the mansion. Mo Shangshuang was confused: "My lord, where are you going?"
Yan Ruqing said without turning around: "Return the gift."
