The Kingdom of Jinpo... Jinpo indeed didn't dare to wander around the streets of the capital. If it weren't for them leading troops to attack the Great Jin and killing many innocent civilians, this prolonged war wouldn't have broken out.
As the saying goes, "The one who flirts first is the cheap one". They were originally in the wrong, and what's even more regrettable is that they lost, and they lost miserably. Their second prince was even captured alive by the Great Jin.
"This time, His Majesty commanded us here to Great Jin to bring the Second Prince back," sighed one of the Jinpo's envoys, "I'm afraid Great Jin won't comply with our wishes."
"Ah," The other envoys also sighed. At that time, Hua Yingting and Wei Mingyue had divided their forces and conquered ten of their cities, frightening His Majesty and the nobles in the capital to the point where they almost fled overnight. If it weren't for some court officials advising them to not flee, Jinpo might have fallen into chaos.
In the past, they had thought that if Great Jin didn't have Hua Yingting and Wei Mingyue, it would be better. But now they didn't even dare to think that way. The names, Hua Yingting and Wei Mingyue, had become synonymous to fear in Jinpo. If any child dared to misbehave, adults would say, "If Hua and Wei catch you, you'll behave and not make a fuss."
Even as adults, their legs trembled at the thought of meeting Wei Mingyue and Hua Yingting.
"The letter we presented to the palace, I wonder if the Emperor Great Jin will agree," their main objectives for this visit were threefold: to show their willingness to surrender to Great Jin, to take Prince A'Wa back with them, and to negotiate for a lesser compensation for the war reparations.
"Who knows, but I think the Emperor of Great Jin might not have the inclination to see us in the coming few days," whispered one of the Jinpo envoys, "I heard that their Crown Prince was attacked recently, and they are currently investigating the culprit."
The expressions of the group became solemn, and one of them said, "Do you think... the Emperor of Great Jin might suspect us?"
The envoys looked at each other, "He shouldn't... There's no evidence."
"But the most suspicious ones are us, aren't we?" the one who spoke gave an example, "Among all the countries that came to the Great Jin Dynasty, which one hates the Great Jin Dynasty the most?"
Needless to say, it was Jinpo.
"Who wanted the Great Jin Dynasty to descend into chaos the most?"
Again, it was them.
"It is well known that the most beloved child of the Emperor of Great Jin is the Crown Prince. It is rumored that this Crown Prince is both talented and virtuous, raised personally by the Emperor of Great Jin, inheriting the perfect governance principles of Emperor Changlong. If he were to die, the next Emperor would certainly not follow Emperor Changlong's intentions, and even the current state of the Great Jin Dynasty could change. For us, Jinpo, it would be absolutely advantageous."
Speaking of this, they felt somewhat regretful. Why couldn't the assassins kill the Great Jin Dynasty's Crown Prince?
"So now the question is, how do we prove that this matter has nothing to do with us?"
"There's no way to prove it," An older Jinpo envoy said, "Buy more incense and pray at the temple."
"Seek the help of high monks?"
"No, seek the protection of deities. Let's hope that our journey goes smoothly."
Anything they did now was suspicious, so it was better to remain quiet and stay in the guest residence, and not say or do anything to draw attention to themselves.
However, as envoys from a country that actively provoked the Great Jin Dynasty but was defeated, they naturally carried a strong presence. Even if they never left the guest residence, there were countless people paying attention to them.
In the dungeon prison of the Ministry of Justice, Prince A'Wa, who had gained a lot of weight, lazily leaned against the wall and turned his head to ask his neighboring cellmate, "Hey, have you been eating more recently?"
With rough skin, dark cheeks, and disheveled hair, Yunhan's body suddenly stiffened, and he trembled as he held the yellowed bun in his hands, unable to stop his hands from shaking.
He looked at his rough and cracked palms, with traces of unwashed mud in the creases of his nails. He remained silent. No one who saw him now could ever imagine that he was once the famous Yunhan, the qin player who made ladies spend a fortune.
In the quarry, he had learned to fight for food with the others. Fair skin and delicate features were replaced by rough muscles, and his shiny, smooth hair was replaced by unruly and dry tangles.
Without exquisite clothes and accessories, without fair skin, he lost all his beauty.
For a renowned beauty of the capital, eating very little was a fixed standard for him. But now he could eat several pieces of hard bread and drink two or three bowls of plain water in one breath.
The once-beautiful times felt like a fleeting dream, causing him both pain and confusion.
He even doubted whether the people in the Ministry of Justice had already discovered his true identity, which was why they were humiliating him like this. But he couldn't figure out how he had been exposed in the first place.
"Hey, are you going to eat or not? If you're not eating, give it to me!" his neighboring cellmate shouted. Without thinking, Yunhan stuffed the remaining half of the bun into his mouth.
"Hey," The head jailer walked over and noticed Yunhan's action, wearing a smile that was more of a sneer, "Looks like you've developed quite an appetite. It shows that labor is good for the body and mind. You can even eat more food."
He waved his hand and signaled the guards to clean up a heavily guarded cell, "An important prisoner will be locked up here in half an hour. Stay alert, all of you."
"Jailer, at this rate, our cells won't be enough," The guard hastily cleaned up the cell and looked back at the prisoners who were behaving well and not causing any trouble.
"Why don't you let me out? I can eat, but I can't work. I'm taking up space here," Prince A'Wa spoke up, "When I get out, I'll give you a hundred gold coins."
"Shut up," One prisoner picked up a stone and threw it at Ava, "This isn't your place to interrupt when the jailers are speaking."
Prince A'Wa glared fiercely at the prisoner who threw the stone.
These people were so desperate to please the jailers.
"Speak nicely, don't throw things at people," The jailer pretended to intervene, then he ignored Prince A'Wa and walked up to Yunhan's cell, "Thanks to this prisoner, we were able to catch him."
Yunhan's heart skipped a beat, "What do you mean by that?"
"No particular meaning. You made a commendable report. You'll be rewarded with half a bowl of braised pork for lunch," The jailer's words had just fallen when the Imperial Guards from the Eastern Palace arrived, escorting a man with shackles all over his body.
Although this man looked somewhat haggard, there was still a trace of elegance about him. He was dressed in a blue robe, giving the impression of a thin and weak scholar.
It seemed as if he heard the conversation between the jailer and Yunhan; he slowly turned his head, his face expressionless as he glanced at Yunhan, his eyes filled with unconcealable killing intent.
Yunhan was frightened and took several steps back.
The man seemed to pay no attention to his fear and silently entered the cell.
The jailer locked the cell door with the strongest cold iron lock and smiled politely to the Imperial Guards, "Would esteemed officials like a cup of tea?"
"No need. We have to return to the Eastern Palace to report to the Crown Prince," The Imperial Guards were elite troops under the command of the Crown Prince. They held a special status, so no one dared to provoke them.
"Tell your Crown Prince that no matter what he wants to know, I won't say a word," the scholar in the blue robe sneered, "If you have the guts, go ahead and kill me."
"Kill? Kill what?" The jailer said, "The new prisoner here doesn't know any better. The quarry is short of people. Regardless of whether you speak or not, you'll have to work."
The Imperial Guards didn't even spare a glance at the scholar in the blue robe and arrogantly walked out of the prison.
The scholar in the blue robe looked at their retreating figures in disbelief. Did they not want to know how he had come up with those brilliant plans?
He was the trusted strategist of the Master. Everyone under the Master's command addressed him as "Young Master". Weren't these people curious about his accomplices?
"Your Royal Highness," the Imperial Guards entered the Eastern Palace and kneeled before the Crown Prince, "We are fortunate to have fulfilled your command and captured the mastermind behind the kidnapping of Fushou Junzhu."
"Rise," The Crown Prince walked forward and personally helped the Imperial Guards up, "You have all worked hard."
"To share Your Royal Highness's worries is an honor for us," one of the Imperial Guards said, "If it weren't for Your Royal Highness pointing us in the right direction for investigation, we wouldn't have been able to capture this cunning strategist."
"This person is extremely arrogant. He holds a grudge against Fushou Junzhu for ruining his plans several times. He even had the audacity to abduct two Junzhus in the capital city," the Crown Prince sneered, "This type of person, who is so full of himself, will have specific habits in life, such as choosing a superior position when drinking tea or eating, and looking down on ordinary people. Even if he were dressed in coarse clothes, he would still attract attention."
This person was indeed skilled in strategy, but he forgot that beneath the heavens, there is no land that does not belong to the ruler. As long as he is within the borders of Great Jin, he could not escape the pursuit of the imperial family.
He looked down on ordinary people, but in reality, it was those ordinary people who had discovered his whereabouts – the ones that could be seen along the roadside.
"These kinds of people are always full of themselves. Once they are imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice, there's no need to interrogate him or treat him any special," the Crown Prince chuckled, "He should be involved in all the dirty and tiring work."
In dealing with someone who considered himself above others, the best method was not torture, but to let him experience the hardships of life.
Being practical was the most important aspect of being human, excessive self-entitlement was not good.
What drove the scholar in the blue robe to the brink of collapse was that for three whole days since his imprisonment, no one paid him any attention. Furthermore, he had to join the other ordinary prisoners in shoveling horse dung at the stables, carrying stones at the quarry, and digging manure pits for the villagers in the village.
Had he gone mad, or were these people in Great Jin the crazy ones?!
In the evening, as he was being escorted back to the cell, he saw a group of women wearing prisoner clothes walking slowly. One person seemed to be mentally unstable, claiming to be a princess, yet these people treated her as if she were beneath them.
Unfortunately, the female jailer in charge of them smiled insincerely and said, "They were living their lives just fine, but now they've gone crazy. It seems they've had too little exercise and eaten too much, causing their brains to turn stupid. Their food will be halved tonight."
The scholar in the blue robe: "..."
Were the jailers in Great Jin, regardless of gender, all devils?
"Oh," Tian Ruidong saw a young nobleman with delicate skin and tender flesh among the group of prisoners locked together and cheerfully said to the prison warden, "Oh, there's a newcomer?" Tian Ruidong grinned at the prison warden, "This is a new arrival? Can't handle the work and needs some more practice?"
The scholar in the blue robe looked at Tian Ruidong with a dark expression. If it weren't for Hua Liuli appearing halfway and disrupting his plans, this young master of the Tian family would have died long ago.
If it weren't for Hua Liuli... If it weren't for Hua Liuli...
Hua Liuli touched her burning ears and secretly wondered who was cursing her behind her back.
Looking at Zhao Sancai respectfully standing in front of her, Hua Liuli gently placed her hand on her chest, weakly leaning against the bed, and whispered, "Why did His Majesty send so many things over?"
"The Emperor saw that Junzhu is able to get up and walk outside. He thought that Junzhu would like gold and silver jewelry, so he had this old servant send them over," Zhao Sancai smiled and said, "Junzhu, just focus on recovering in the palace. If you miss your family, you can invite them to stay in the palace. The Emperor also said that you all will be one family in the future, so Junzhu shouldn't feel restrained."
Hua Liuli: "..."
She had a feeling that the Emperor was greatly pleased with her and the Crown Prince's betrothal. He couldn't wait to see them bow to the heavens and pay respects to their ancestors right here and right now.
"This humble servant thanks His Majesty for his grace," Hua Liuli pretended to rise and express her gratitude but was urged back by the palace maid of the Shoukang Palace, "Junzhu, it's important to focus on your recovery. There's no need to get up."
"Thank you," With the support of the palace maid, Hua Liuli reluctantly sat up, "Chief Eunuch Zhao, I would like to ask you something."
"Junzhu, please speak," Zhao Sancai bowed and saluted.
"Has the mastermind behind the attempt on the Crown Prince's life been identified?"
"All the evidence now points to Xie Yao, the daughter of Royal Princess Leyang," Zhao Sancai didn't hide anything, "This old servant believes that there will be results from the Ministry of Justice soon."
Xie Yao?!
She respectfully sent off the people from the Chenyang Palace.
Hua Liuli was somewhat surprised by the answer given by Zhao Sancai.
She had only thought that Xie Yao was interested in the Crown Prince, but she didn't expect her to want to kill him.
She got up from the bed, "Yuan Yi, bring me a change of clothes."
"Junzhu, where are you going?"
"I'm going to the Ministry of Justice."
She wanted to meet this mad girl who had almost ruined the appearance of her man.
"No, Junzhu, your injury hasn't healed yet," Yuan Yi advised, "If the Crown Prince finds out, he will surely worry."
"Although I am injured and weak, for the sake of the person I care about, I am willing to endure the pain and find out why she wanted to harm the Crown Prince," Hua Liuli whispered in Yuan Yi's ear, "I'm afraid that by the time I recover, she will have been beheaded, and I won't even have the chance to scold her."
Yuan Yi: "..."
"Nubi understands. Nubi will prepare right away."
She remembers her grudges clearly and would not suffer any losses.
"Your Royal Highness!" A eunuch from the Eastern Palace rushed to the Crown Prince, "Your Royal Highness, Fushou Junzhu heard about Xie Yao's attempt to assassinate Your Royal Highness and has angrily rushed to the Ministry of Justice."
The Crown Prince froze for a moment, then solemnly said, "Junzhu is weak in health and still recovering. What if she gets exhausted? Gu will go and check on her."
The eunuch from the Eastern Palace: "..."
Shouldn't His Royal Highness focus on the fact that Junzhu is about to storm the Ministry of Justice?
Thinking of the delicate Junzhu, who was daring to challenge the Ministry of Justice and its prison, all for the sake of the Crown Prince, it was a wonderful display of affection.
Krish728
Author's Note:
Hua Liuli: While the person who bullied my man is still alive, I'll go and make her half-dead with anger. Remembering grudges is my specialty.
Yao Jiamin: The above statement is correct.
The Kingdom of Jinpo... Jinpo indeed didn't dare to wander around the streets of the capital. If it weren't for them leading troops to attack the Great Jin and killing many innocent civilians, this prolonged war wouldn't have broken out.
As the saying goes, "The one who flirts first is the cheap one". They were originally in the wrong, and what's even more regrettable is that they lost, and they lost miserably. Their second prince was even captured alive by the Great Jin.
"This time, His Majesty commanded us here to Great Jin to bring the Second Prince back," sighed one of the Jinpo's envoys, "I'm afraid Great Jin won't comply with our wishes."
"Ah," The other envoys also sighed. At that time, Hua Yingting and Wei Mingyue had divided their forces and conquered ten of their cities, frightening His Majesty and the nobles in the capital to the point where they almost fled overnight. If it weren't for some court officials advising them to not flee, Jinpo might have fallen into chaos.
In the past, they had thought that if Great Jin didn't have Hua Yingting and Wei Mingyue, it would be better. But now they didn't even dare to think that way. The names, Hua Yingting and Wei Mingyue, had become synonymous to fear in Jinpo. If any child dared to misbehave, adults would say, "If Hua and Wei catch you, you'll behave and not make a fuss."
Even as adults, their legs trembled at the thought of meeting Wei Mingyue and Hua Yingting.
"The letter we presented to the palace, I wonder if the Emperor Great Jin will agree," their main objectives for this visit were threefold: to show their willingness to surrender to Great Jin, to take Prince A'Wa back with them, and to negotiate for a lesser compensation for the war reparations.
"Who knows, but I think the Emperor of Great Jin might not have the inclination to see us in the coming few days," whispered one of the Jinpo envoys, "I heard that their Crown Prince was attacked recently, and they are currently investigating the culprit."
The expressions of the group became solemn, and one of them said, "Do you think... the Emperor of Great Jin might suspect us?"
The envoys looked at each other, "He shouldn't... There's no evidence."
"But the most suspicious ones are us, aren't we?" the one who spoke gave an example, "Among all the countries that came to the Great Jin Dynasty, which one hates the Great Jin Dynasty the most?"
Needless to say, it was Jinpo.
"Who wanted the Great Jin Dynasty to descend into chaos the most?"
Again, it was them.
"It is well known that the most beloved child of the Emperor of Great Jin is the Crown Prince. It is rumored that this Crown Prince is both talented and virtuous, raised personally by the Emperor of Great Jin, inheriting the perfect governance principles of Emperor Changlong. If he were to die, the next Emperor would certainly not follow Emperor Changlong's intentions, and even the current state of the Great Jin Dynasty could change. For us, Jinpo, it would be absolutely advantageous."
Speaking of this, they felt somewhat regretful. Why couldn't the assassins kill the Great Jin Dynasty's Crown Prince?
"So now the question is, how do we prove that this matter has nothing to do with us?"
"There's no way to prove it," An older Jinpo envoy said, "Buy more incense and pray at the temple."
"Seek the help of high monks?"
"No, seek the protection of deities. Let's hope that our journey goes smoothly."
Anything they did now was suspicious, so it was better to remain quiet and stay in the guest residence, and not say or do anything to draw attention to themselves.
However, as envoys from a country that actively provoked the Great Jin Dynasty but was defeated, they naturally carried a strong presence. Even if they never left the guest residence, there were countless people paying attention to them.
In the dungeon prison of the Ministry of Justice, Prince A'Wa, who had gained a lot of weight, lazily leaned against the wall and turned his head to ask his neighboring cellmate, "Hey, have you been eating more recently?"
With rough skin, dark cheeks, and disheveled hair, Yunhan's body suddenly stiffened, and he trembled as he held the yellowed bun in his hands, unable to stop his hands from shaking.
He looked at his rough and cracked palms, with traces of unwashed mud in the creases of his nails. He remained silent. No one who saw him now could ever imagine that he was once the famous Yunhan, the qin player who made ladies spend a fortune.
In the quarry, he had learned to fight for food with the others. Fair skin and delicate features were replaced by rough muscles, and his shiny, smooth hair was replaced by unruly and dry tangles.
Without exquisite clothes and accessories, without fair skin, he lost all his beauty.
For a renowned beauty of the capital, eating very little was a fixed standard for him. But now he could eat several pieces of hard bread and drink two or three bowls of plain water in one breath.
The once-beautiful times felt like a fleeting dream, causing him both pain and confusion.
He even doubted whether the people in the Ministry of Justice had already discovered his true identity, which was why they were humiliating him like this. But he couldn't figure out how he had been exposed in the first place.
"Hey, are you going to eat or not? If you're not eating, give it to me!" his neighboring cellmate shouted. Without thinking, Yunhan stuffed the remaining half of the bun into his mouth.
"Hey," The head jailer walked over and noticed Yunhan's action, wearing a smile that was more of a sneer, "Looks like you've developed quite an appetite. It shows that labor is good for the body and mind. You can even eat more food."
He waved his hand and signaled the guards to clean up a heavily guarded cell, "An important prisoner will be locked up here in half an hour. Stay alert, all of you."
"Jailer, at this rate, our cells won't be enough," The guard hastily cleaned up the cell and looked back at the prisoners who were behaving well and not causing any trouble.
"Why don't you let me out? I can eat, but I can't work. I'm taking up space here," Prince A'Wa spoke up, "When I get out, I'll give you a hundred gold coins."
"Shut up," One prisoner picked up a stone and threw it at Ava, "This isn't your place to interrupt when the jailers are speaking."
Prince A'Wa glared fiercely at the prisoner who threw the stone.
These people were so desperate to please the jailers.
"Speak nicely, don't throw things at people," The jailer pretended to intervene, then he ignored Prince A'Wa and walked up to Yunhan's cell, "Thanks to this prisoner, we were able to catch him."
Yunhan's heart skipped a beat, "What do you mean by that?"
"No particular meaning. You made a commendable report. You'll be rewarded with half a bowl of braised pork for lunch," The jailer's words had just fallen when the Imperial Guards from the Eastern Palace arrived, escorting a man with shackles all over his body.
Although this man looked somewhat haggard, there was still a trace of elegance about him. He was dressed in a blue robe, giving the impression of a thin and weak scholar.
It seemed as if he heard the conversation between the jailer and Yunhan; he slowly turned his head, his face expressionless as he glanced at Yunhan, his eyes filled with unconcealable killing intent.
Yunhan was frightened and took several steps back.
The man seemed to pay no attention to his fear and silently entered the cell.
The jailer locked the cell door with the strongest cold iron lock and smiled politely to the Imperial Guards, "Would esteemed officials like a cup of tea?"
"No need. We have to return to the Eastern Palace to report to the Crown Prince," The Imperial Guards were elite troops under the command of the Crown Prince. They held a special status, so no one dared to provoke them.
"Tell your Crown Prince that no matter what he wants to know, I won't say a word," the scholar in the blue robe sneered, "If you have the guts, go ahead and kill me."
"Kill? Kill what?" The jailer said, "The new prisoner here doesn't know any better. The quarry is short of people. Regardless of whether you speak or not, you'll have to work."
The Imperial Guards didn't even spare a glance at the scholar in the blue robe and arrogantly walked out of the prison.
The scholar in the blue robe looked at their retreating figures in disbelief. Did they not want to know how he had come up with those brilliant plans?
He was the trusted strategist of the Master. Everyone under the Master's command addressed him as "Young Master". Weren't these people curious about his accomplices?
"Your Royal Highness," the Imperial Guards entered the Eastern Palace and kneeled before the Crown Prince, "We are fortunate to have fulfilled your command and captured the mastermind behind the kidnapping of Fushou Junzhu."
"Rise," The Crown Prince walked forward and personally helped the Imperial Guards up, "You have all worked hard."
"To share Your Royal Highness's worries is an honor for us," one of the Imperial Guards said, "If it weren't for Your Royal Highness pointing us in the right direction for investigation, we wouldn't have been able to capture this cunning strategist."
"This person is extremely arrogant. He holds a grudge against Fushou Junzhu for ruining his plans several times. He even had the audacity to abduct two Junzhus in the capital city," the Crown Prince sneered, "This type of person, who is so full of himself, will have specific habits in life, such as choosing a superior position when drinking tea or eating, and looking down on ordinary people. Even if he were dressed in coarse clothes, he would still attract attention."
This person was indeed skilled in strategy, but he forgot that beneath the heavens, there is no land that does not belong to the ruler. As long as he is within the borders of Great Jin, he could not escape the pursuit of the imperial family.
He looked down on ordinary people, but in reality, it was those ordinary people who had discovered his whereabouts – the ones that could be seen along the roadside.
"These kinds of people are always full of themselves. Once they are imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice, there's no need to interrogate him or treat him any special," the Crown Prince chuckled, "He should be involved in all the dirty and tiring work."
In dealing with someone who considered himself above others, the best method was not torture, but to let him experience the hardships of life.
Being practical was the most important aspect of being human, excessive self-entitlement was not good.
What drove the scholar in the blue robe to the brink of collapse was that for three whole days since his imprisonment, no one paid him any attention. Furthermore, he had to join the other ordinary prisoners in shoveling horse dung at the stables, carrying stones at the quarry, and digging manure pits for the villagers in the village.
Had he gone mad, or were these people in Great Jin the crazy ones?!
In the evening, as he was being escorted back to the cell, he saw a group of women wearing prisoner clothes walking slowly. One person seemed to be mentally unstable, claiming to be a princess, yet these people treated her as if she were beneath them.
Unfortunately, the female jailer in charge of them smiled insincerely and said, "They were living their lives just fine, but now they've gone crazy. It seems they've had too little exercise and eaten too much, causing their brains to turn stupid. Their food will be halved tonight."
The scholar in the blue robe: "..."
Were the jailers in Great Jin, regardless of gender, all devils?
"Oh," Tian Ruidong saw a young nobleman with delicate skin and tender flesh among the group of prisoners locked together and cheerfully said to the prison warden, "Oh, there's a newcomer?" Tian Ruidong grinned at the prison warden, "This is a new arrival? Can't handle the work and needs some more practice?"
The scholar in the blue robe looked at Tian Ruidong with a dark expression. If it weren't for Hua Liuli appearing halfway and disrupting his plans, this young master of the Tian family would have died long ago.
If it weren't for Hua Liuli... If it weren't for Hua Liuli...
Hua Liuli touched her burning ears and secretly wondered who was cursing her behind her back.
Looking at Zhao Sancai respectfully standing in front of her, Hua Liuli gently placed her hand on her chest, weakly leaning against the bed, and whispered, "Why did His Majesty send so many things over?"
"The Emperor saw that Junzhu is able to get up and walk outside. He thought that Junzhu would like gold and silver jewelry, so he had this old servant send them over," Zhao Sancai smiled and said, "Junzhu, just focus on recovering in the palace. If you miss your family, you can invite them to stay in the palace. The Emperor also said that you all will be one family in the future, so Junzhu shouldn't feel restrained."
Hua Liuli: "..."
She had a feeling that the Emperor was greatly pleased with her and the Crown Prince's betrothal. He couldn't wait to see them bow to the heavens and pay respects to their ancestors right here and right now.
"This humble servant thanks His Majesty for his grace," Hua Liuli pretended to rise and express her gratitude but was urged back by the palace maid of the Shoukang Palace, "Junzhu, it's important to focus on your recovery. There's no need to get up."
"Thank you," With the support of the palace maid, Hua Liuli reluctantly sat up, "Chief Eunuch Zhao, I would like to ask you something."
"Junzhu, please speak," Zhao Sancai bowed and saluted.
"Has the mastermind behind the attempt on the Crown Prince's life been identified?"
"All the evidence now points to Xie Yao, the daughter of Royal Princess Leyang," Zhao Sancai didn't hide anything, "This old servant believes that there will be results from the Ministry of Justice soon."
Xie Yao?!
She respectfully sent off the people from the Chenyang Palace.
Hua Liuli was somewhat surprised by the answer given by Zhao Sancai.
She had only thought that Xie Yao was interested in the Crown Prince, but she didn't expect her to want to kill him.
She got up from the bed, "Yuan Yi, bring me a change of clothes."
"Junzhu, where are you going?"
"I'm going to the Ministry of Justice."
She wanted to meet this mad girl who had almost ruined the appearance of her man.
"No, Junzhu, your injury hasn't healed yet," Yuan Yi advised, "If the Crown Prince finds out, he will surely worry."
"Although I am injured and weak, for the sake of the person I care about, I am willing to endure the pain and find out why she wanted to harm the Crown Prince," Hua Liuli whispered in Yuan Yi's ear, "I'm afraid that by the time I recover, she will have been beheaded, and I won't even have the chance to scold her."
Yuan Yi: "..."
"Nubi understands. Nubi will prepare right away."
She remembers her grudges clearly and would not suffer any losses.
"Your Royal Highness!" A eunuch from the Eastern Palace rushed to the Crown Prince, "Your Royal Highness, Fushou Junzhu heard about Xie Yao's attempt to assassinate Your Royal Highness and has angrily rushed to the Ministry of Justice."
The Crown Prince froze for a moment, then solemnly said, "Junzhu is weak in health and still recovering. What if she gets exhausted? Gu will go and check on her."
The eunuch from the Eastern Palace: "..."
Shouldn't His Royal Highness focus on the fact that Junzhu is about to storm the Ministry of Justice?
Thinking of the delicate Junzhu, who was daring to challenge the Ministry of Justice and its prison, all for the sake of the Crown Prince, it was a wonderful display of affection.
Krish728
Author's Note:
Hua Liuli: While the person who bullied my man is still alive, I'll go and make her half-dead with anger. Remembering grudges is my specialty.
Yao Jiamin: The above statement is correct.
