Zhou Chen came out of the palace. After thinking about it, he still felt uneasy.

However, he did not have the courage to contact Lu Jiuqing, but found Yang Yuheng through twists and turns.

He had met Yang Yuheng when he was still a staff member in the Ninth Prince's Mansion. The two of them had a certain friendship, and this time he invited Yang Yuheng out.

The two made an appointment at a restaurant. As soon as Yang Yuheng entered the door, he said: "If Mr. Zhou has anything to say, please tell me immediately. After I finish speaking, I can leave."

Zhou Chen's mouth twitched: "I just came here."

Yang Yuheng glanced at him: "You haven't gotten married yet, you don't understand. My Ayuan has been in a bad mood these days, and I have to go back early to be with her."

When Zhou Chen heard this, he no longer had to find a topic. He just followed Yang Yuheng's words and asked, "Why is Princess Chen Yuan in a bad mood recently? What happened?"

Yang Yuheng narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhou Chen intently, and his tone was a bit colder: "Mr. Zhou has many things to do, when did you start caring about my A Yuan?"

Chen Zhou:"……"

He was careless, Yang Yuheng was not someone to be fooled.

Zhou Chen raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, and said, "Okay, I won't beat around the bush and just say it directly."

He told the whole story about his relationship with Concubine Shun, and then said: "I don't dare to offend your Princess Chen Yuan, and I don't dare to offend Miss Lu. After much deliberation, I can only ask Brother Yang for help."

Yang Yuheng knew little about what happened that night, and Chen Yuan didn't say much to him. He just cursed Mo Xiao in front of him. After hearing what Zhou Chen said today, Yang Yuheng finally knew the whole story.

At this time, he also wanted to follow his A Yuan and curse: Mo Xiao is a scumbag!

"Let your cousin keep her tail between her legs," Yang Yuheng said leisurely, "It's best not to appear in front of A Yuan, oh, not in front of His Majesty either."

Chen Zhou:"……"

"Do you know that that night, my A-Yuan danced like a tiger with a big sword and almost stabbed His Majesty?"

Zhou Chen was so excited that all the hairs on his body stood up.

He believed this. When Lu Jiuqing left the capital, Chen Yuan went to the Ninth Prince's Mansion with a knife. The white knife went in and the red knife came out, and he took Mo Xiao halfway.

Yang Yuheng stood up and said condescendingly to Zhou Chen: "For the sake of our friendship for so many years, I would like to advise you that you'd better stay out of this matter and don't involve yourself in it for a cousin."

After Yang Yuheng finished speaking, he stood up and left to go back to accompany Chen Yuan, leaving Zhou Chen alone and messy in the wind.

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling grateful in his heart that he didn't care too much and only asked Zhou Ruo to stay in the palace and not come out.

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Lu Zhai.

When Yang Yuheng came back from outside, he saw Lu Jiuqing lying on the rocking chair in the yard, holding a storybook in his hand and reading with gusto.

Thinking of what Zhou Chen said today, he felt complicated for a moment and couldn't help but look at Lu Jiuqing a few more times.

Lu Jiuqing noticed it and looked up: "What, do you have something to say?"

Yang Yuheng hesitated for a moment, then walked to Lu Jiuqing and sat down.

They have been friends for so many years, so there is no need to hide some words.

"Why are you so calm?" Yang Yuheng couldn't help but ask, "There was no reaction at all."

Lu Jiuqing gave him a strange look: "What's wrong? Do I need any reaction?"

Yang Yuheng stared: "Your Majesty did such a thing, don't you mind at all?"

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