Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

Chu Ye sent the shadow guards back to their respective positions and slowly walked into the study.

The large table was full of people. Through the large windows, everyone had already seen the situation in the courtyard clearly. When they saw Chu Ye entering the door, they all looked at Chu Ye with complicated expressions.

Cheng Wanli looked at everyone's expressions of curiosity, but wanted to say nothing, and couldn't help but frown.

He looked at his master and determined to be the first to try something new: "Sir, what is so special about Ning Xiaodan that you can break your principles again and again?"

Chu Ye paused and said, "Although Ning Yu is a bit playful, he is kind-hearted, brave and resourceful. I really believe that Ning Yu is a rare and malleable talent."

Seeing that Cheng Wanli was about to open his mouth again, Chu Ye said slowly: "Besides, even the emperor praised him for killing horses and saving people on Tiansheng Street that day."

He looked at Cheng Wanli's slightly unhappy face and said, "Does Brother Cheng want to question the ability of the current Holy Emperor?"

Cheng Wanli was a little dissatisfied. He looked at Chu Ye and almost opened his mouth, but Chu Ye blocked his mouth.

Seeing that Cheng Wanli was frustrated, Xu Hong smiled and said, "Even the emperor has issued a reward edict. I think Ning Yu must have something special about him."

Seeing this, the others nodded.

Chu Ye looked at everyone's faces with different expressions and deliberately changed the subject.

"The fourteenth prince was found drowned in the pond this morning. The emperor has sent Prince Jing'an to investigate the case thoroughly. It is believed that the palace is in chaos at this time."

Xu Hong looked at everyone and wondered: "Why did the Fourteenth Prince fall into the pond and drown at such a young age?"

Chu Ye said calmly: "The emperor held a banquet in the palace yesterday. Among all the princes, the fourteenth prince drank the most. Maybe he accidentally fell into the pool while drunk."

Cheng Wanli rolled up his sleeves and said slowly:

"The fourteenth prince has been raised in the Queen Mother's Palace since he was a child. He has a very close relationship with the Queen Mother. I think the Queen Mother will not let it go this time. She will have to find a scapegoat before she can be willing to accept it."

Xu Hong said: "As far as I can see, there are only a few candidates in the palace. King Jing'an checked them here and there, but nothing came to an end."

One of the people stroked his beard and said with a smile: "A prince who has lost his mother since he was a child and is not loved by his father. What's the use of a queen mother who has no relatives and no one to rely on in the palace?"

The mother-son friendship between the little queen mother and the emperor relied entirely on the late emperor's last words before his death. If the queen mother made a fuss at this time, it would probably make everyone look bad.

Chu Ye paused and said, "This matter will be resolved in the next two days. We just need to wait and see what happens."

After hearing this, everyone nodded.

At this time in the longevity palace, Xuejian was holding a soup bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, gently scooping up the ginseng soup in the bowl.

Zhao Caibao was half lying on the bed, staring blankly at the flowery white curtains on the top of the bed.

While Xue Jian blew the ginseng soup to cool down, he looked at Zhao Caibao's expression and said, "Empress, please drink as much of the ginseng soup as possible."

Zhao Caibao's dull eyes turned to Xuejian in front of him, and he lamented: "Xuejian, why do you think my Cheng'er left just as he said?"

Seeing her crying, Xue Jian hurriedly put down the soup bowl and supported her body: "Mother, I heard that King Jing'an conducted a thorough investigation of all the palace guests who visited the Royal Garden last night, and found nothing unusual."

Zhao Caibao had tears in his eyes: "How could it not be found? My Cheng'er is still so young, how could he fall into the pond so easily?"

Zhao Caibao's heart clenched when he thought about the flesh and blood he had gone through so much hardship to give birth to.

She covered her chest and murmured: "He was so young, so he soaked in the cold water all night. Why is my Cheng'er so miserable?"

When Xue Jian heard this, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Zhao Caibao's red eyes were filled with hatred like knives.

If it hadn't been for that Ning Yu, her prince wouldn't have been in panic all day long, and he wouldn't have lost his life by falling into the water.

At the same age of fifteen or sixteen, why should he, Ning Yu, be rewarded for killing the emperor's horse, while her son, who just rode the emperor's horse secretly for fun, should pay with his life for it? !

She is not reconciled!

Zhao Caibao clenched his fists and punched the bed: "Xuejian, I hate it so much, I hate it so much!"

Xue Jian saw that the freshly bandaged wound on her hand was bleeding again, so she hurriedly called the imperial doctor to apply medicine and bandage to her.

Shen Yuanchang hurried over with Chunying:

"Mother Huang, King Jing'an has checked everyone in the palace who can be checked, and found nothing wrong. I think it was the emperor who was drunk yesterday and slipped and fell into the pond."

When Zhao Caibao heard this, she closed her eyes and said softly: "The Ai family knows, and I have nothing to do here. The Emperor can go down."

Shen Yuanchang was about to persuade him again, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the shocking wound on the hand of the imperial doctor who was changing Zhao Caibao's dressing.

He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

After a while, Shen Yuanchang said: "Your Majesty, please take a good rest. It's time for me to return to the imperial study."

Zhao Caibao waved his hand feebly.

After everyone dispersed, Zhao Caibao paused and said, "Send a message to the Imperial Envoy Xu's house, telling him that the Ai family has important matters and that he must enter the palace once."

Xuejian said yes, opened the door, and sent a second-class maid out of the palace.

Turning around, he saw Zhao Caibao sitting up holding the edge of the bed: "Xue Jian, go and pass the meal. The Ai family wants to eat."

Her Cheng'er had just passed away and her funeral arrangements had not yet been made clear. She must not be weak and fall down.

Xuejian smiled hurriedly and nodded: "Yes, empress."

So at noon, everyone in the palace saw the young queen mother holding up her pale face, personally directing everyone, and setting up a mourning shed by the pond.

After the tomb was set up, Zhao Caibao sent all the palace people away, leaving only the fourteenth prince's personal maid burning paper in the tomb.

Paper money was flying in the brazier, reflecting the trembling face of the little palace maid.

Zhao Caibao was supported by Xuejian and walked slowly over. After looking at the little palace maid, he walked towards Shen Lancheng's coffin.

Her eyes were red, and she looked at Shen Lancheng, who was already inside the coffin, with a longing look.

Seeing her like this, Xue hurriedly reminded: "Mother, there are many people here..."

However, Zhao Caibao broke away from her and stepped forward, stroking Shen Lancheng's familiar eyebrows, tears welling up in his eyes.

She quickly wiped away her tears with a handkerchief and said slowly in her heart: "My prince, my mother will never let you die in vain. Even if it costs you your life and fortune, your mother will definitely avenge you."

Seeing that she hadn't moved, Xue Jian hurriedly stepped forward and gently pulled her up: "Your Majesty, the fourteenth prince's remains have been sorted out. You'd better be more open-minded and bury him as soon as possible."

Zhao Caibao looked at Shen Lancheng in the coffin and kept wiping his tears: "Let the Aijia stay with Cheng'er for a while."

Xuejian looked at the little palace maid who was burning paper money, and said slowly: "Queen Mother, you still need to take care of your body. Let's go back early."

Zhao Caibao paused after hearing this. She wiped away her tears and said, "Have someone seal the coffin."

So someone from the clan's mansion came forward, slowly closed Shen Lancheng's coffin, and drove it in with long nails.

Zhao Caibao watched helplessly as his son's face was sealed bit by bit by the coffin, and his heart felt as if a piece of his heart was being torn open with a sharp knife.