It was still dark, and the sound of carriage wheels rolling across the road could be heard on the streets leading to the palace.
At the entrance of the palace, Yu Xiheng met several colleagues who were coming to court, and they all had more or less envy in their eyes.
The young master who had a good relationship with him came over and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a teasing tone: "You have foresight, Xiheng. The person you should be grateful to most is you when King Yi comes back."
After all, when all of them were watching the fire from the other side, only Shangshufu ran to put out the fire with water, and the two young masters of his family had a very good relationship with the young prince.
At that time, they were particularly puzzled as to why they wanted to get too close to the traitor's family, and even became somewhat alienated from the Shangshu Mansion, for fear that the Holy Emperor would be jealous and implicate them.
Unexpectedly...the frog in the well was actually themselves. The young master felt so regretful that his intestines turned blue.
If he could go back to three months ago, he would definitely take the young prince back to their house before Yu Xiheng and provide him with a good life.
But it was useless to say this. The young master shook his head and looked away quickly, "Your Majesty must be in a good mood today. Let's go, we should go in."
In the Jinluan Hall, the tall and mighty King Yi, wearing iron armor, stood at the top.
His cold armor was still stained with the enemy's blood. His eyes were calm and intimidating, and he had a murderous look on his body. His rough and strong hands were holding an official's collar, and his voice was as loud as a bell, "You are the one who said this, you bitch." Is this king a traitor?!”
The man who was grabbed shook his head, "It's not me, I just heard what others said..."
His Majesty has not arrived yet, or perhaps His Majesty came late deliberately to leave some time for King Yi to deal with his own affairs.
Most of the officials who came in lowered their heads when they saw this scene, wishing they could retract themselves into the cracks in the ground, for fear that King Yi would suddenly attack them.
The young master's eyelids twitched and he quickly pulled Yu Xiheng to stand aside.
He had just come off the battlefield, the blood in his body had not yet dried up, and the murderous aura in his body had not yet dissipated.
A sneer appeared on King Yi's lips, "Fart, I checked, the rumor came from you!"
"I, I..." How could he have thought that King Yi would find out the source of the rumors just after returning to Beijing.
The man's face was pale and his eyes were evasive.
The young master felt secretly happy and whispered in Yu Xiheng's ear, "Zhao Mingxuan is so tyrannical with the help of his father and the Queen Mother. He has fallen into the hands of King Yi today."
Look at His Highness King Yi's punch, it hurts just looking at him!
The Zhao family members in the court hurriedly stopped him, fearing that Zhao Mingxuan would be beaten into something wrong.
The little eunuch outside the palace saw the mess inside and thought it was almost done, so he ran to find Eunuch Huang who was beside the emperor.
After a while, the emperor arrived, and all the officials hurriedly stood in their seats.
King Yi let go of Zhao Mingxuan's collar, and then shook off the Zhao family members who were hugging him. He threatened, "Don't leave until you go to court. If you dare to leave, I will chase you to your home and beat you!"
The Zhao family turned to the emperor for help, hoping that he could say a few words.
Emperor: Who am I? Where am I? Who is speaking? I can’t hear you...
The highlight of today's morning court was King Yi's triumphant return to the capital. The Emperor Long Yan was overjoyed. With a wave of his hand, he generously rewarded King Yi with countless gold and silver treasures and farmland. The smile on his face disappeared after the morning court. Disappeared.
After going to court, Zhao Mingxuan ran away quickly for fear that King Yi would block him at the palace gate.
His embarrassed look made the officials behind him laugh.
King Yi glanced at him coldly and did not pursue him. If the monk is able to run away, can he still move the family's house and run away with him?
His eyes passed through the crowd like flowing water and fell on the back of that solitary figure.
Looking at the back of that extraordinary figure, he was filled with admiration and gratitude. If it hadn't been for him, his child would have been in dire straits now.
He stalked after him and started chatting with him in a few words.
Jiang Sui'an had already woken up when King Yi returned to the palace. He learned about his father's return from the housekeeper and cried excitedly for a long time.
Seeing his father's familiar figure, he ran barefoot out of bed and rushed towards him.
"Uuuu...Father, you are finally back. I know you will not rebel..."
King Yi lifted him up and put him back on the bed, and rubbed his head, "Okay, man, why are you crying? I'm going to wash up first, and you can also tidy up. We'll go to Shangshu Mansion later."
Jiang Sui'an's eyes lit up. Although his consciousness was a little blurry before, he knew that it was brother A Xu and Juan Juan who came to save him. If he hadn't been too weak to get out of bed in the past two days, he would have gone to Juan Juan's door to say thank you.
Not long after, no one came into the Shangshu Mansion, but boxes and boxes of gifts were brought in first.
At the very back was a large cage covered with red cloth, from which sounds of collisions and low growls could be heard from time to time.
Juan Juan was now able to sit alone. She sat cross-legged on the chair and looked at the things that were brought in, a look of doubt flashed in her dark starry eyes.
[What is that last one? Why do you feel something familiar? 】
As soon as Jiang Sui'an entered the door, he saw the small breasts sitting on the chair. He broke away from his father's hand and rushed towards her.
"Juanjuan! I'm here to see you!"
Xiaotuanzi was holding a piece of pastry and eating it happily. Hearing this, he grinned at him.
[Hello, little unfortunate guy. 】
"Jianjuan, you saved me that day, right?"
Jiang Sui'an held up his chin and asked in a low voice.
Juan Juan buried his head in eating without raising his head.
[Sure, you got up early that morning, so you have to be my little brother from now on and repay me for getting up early, you know? 】
Jiang Sui'an couldn't hear Juan Juan's thoughts. He saw that Juan Juan was almost done with the pastries, so he brought the dessert plate over to her and got another piece.
"I know you saved me, I actually feel it." He whispered in a low voice.
Juan Juan ate without raising his head. Jiang Sui'an didn't mind and kept talking to himself.
When the atmosphere was harmonious, King Yi came over.
He just saw the little chubby doll sitting on the chair showing off pastries. He looked so cute. With his chubby face, he looked like a lucky little girl.
"You're just Juan Juan, An'er kept saying, come on, let me hug you all the way."
King Yi stretched out his long hand and took the Juan Juan into his arms, weighed it up and down, and laughed heartily, "Little girl, you are not afraid of me!"
Juan Juan swallowed the last bite of pastry, stretched out his little hand to wipe the pastry crumbs from his mouth, then sat on King Yi's neck and rode the horse, feeling the height he had never reached before, and shook his head.
"This child has grown up tremendously! By the way, I picked up a good thing on the way back this time. Let it be a meeting gift from your uncle!"
