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

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. In the prince's east palace, Prince Li Shen Lande stood in front of the prince Shen Lanzhong and spoke with difficulty.

"Your Highness, Lao Qi has been spoiled by his mother and concubine since he was a child and has become a little lawless. However, he is timid and loyal and will not hurt people's lives for no reason. I think it is because the official woman has a disease that she died of stimulation during sex."

Shen Lanzhong sighed and said: "All the official women in the Jiaofang Division are the daughters of guilty ministers. They can't do whatever they want, and they have to work hard to get it done. Knowing that my father hates people who have no sense of proportion, he still does it. I want to touch my father’s reverse scale.”

Shen Lande was speechless when he saw it, and looked at Shen Lanzhong who was about to speak but hesitated.

Seeing that Shen Lande did not give up, Shen Lanzhong was a little embarrassed: "My father handed Lao Qi over to Dali Temple in front of all the civil and military officials. It was probably the result of repeated deliberation. It is strange that the official woman did not die sooner or later. Why did she die?" He died on Lao Qi’s bed.”

Seeing that His Highness the Crown Prince was avoiding important matters, Shen Lande said anxiously: "Your Highness, Lao Qi and I share the same mother. How can I watch him be so unwilling to save me?"

Shen Lanzhong picked up the tea cup by the table and poured Shen Lande a cup of tea himself.

"Everyone can see what kind of temper Lao Qi has. I'm afraid that my father was very angry for a moment, so he handed him over to Dali Temple. I think if he feels better in a couple of days, we can go and beg him again, and he will be given a lighter sentence."

Shen Lande lowered his eyes, looked at the tea cup in his hand, sat down slowly and took a sip.

Shen Lanzhong turned around and walked to the window, looking at the bright moon outside the window and said calmly: "You know what's going on in the court. Now that Lao Wu is in the spotlight, why should you and I bring trouble to our father at this time?"

He said calmly: "Lao Qi's temper will lead to trouble sooner or later. Now let him suffer this time, which can be regarded as teaching him a lesson."

Shen Lande's anxious heart slowly sank when he thought that Shen Lankang had made his own decision and privately issued a Jianghu order to recruit Jianghu people to go to Prince Gong's mansion to assassinate the prince.

He slowly put down the tea cup, stood up and said, "That's it, my brother, please leave."

Shen Lanzhong turned his face and nodded lightly.

Shen Lande walked out of the Prince's East Palace in the endless night with complicated emotions.

At the same time, the lights in Huaqing Palace were brightly lit, and the maids and eunuchs knelt on the ground with their heads lowered.

Queen Zhao Wan slammed the tea cup in her hand to the ground: "Asshole, who is Shen Lanqing? He dares to attack Lao Qi!"

Zhao Wan's chest heaved with anger: He knew that the little seventh man was someone close to the prince, but he still stabbed him in front of his face. He simply didn't take the prince seriously!

Scholars can endure it, but who can’t?

The tea cup fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces. The fragments splashed on the head of a nearby maid, causing blood to flow profusely in just a moment.

The little palace maid trembled, endured the pain, buried her head lower, and knelt down without saying a word.

Zhao Wan looked at the blood shed by the little palace maid and stained the ground red. She frowned and shouted: "Bad luck!"

Zhao Wan's aunt in charge, Yu Xiu'er, stepped forward and kicked the little palace maid down: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Kneeling here is an eyesore to the empress. Go down and be careful to receive the punishment."

The little palace maid was kicked so hard that she was dizzy. She couldn't hold back her cries and kowtowed: "This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die. Please let me live."

Zhao Wan looked at the little palace maid who was kowtowing indifferently, and gently stroked her temples with her long armored hand.

Xiu'er looked at the expression on her mother-in-law's face and said sternly: "Come here! Drag this little palace maid down and send her to the Shenxing Department. There is no need to send her back again."

She saw that Zhao Wan's expression softened slightly, and stepped forward to persuade him: "My dear, please don't be angry. The only solution now is to understand the truth of the matter, and then it is possible to turn defeat into victory."

Zhao Wan paused slightly after hearing this. She looked at Yu Xiuer and said, "Xiuer, do you have any good ideas? Can you tell me?"

Yu Xiuer rolled her eyes and said: "Of course, if something happens in the seventh prince's house, you should ask the people in his house, but..."

Zhao Wan stared at her and said, "But what?"

Xiu'er looked at Zhao Wan's expression carefully and said slowly: "But the people in the Seventh Prince's house who know the inside story are probably all being imprisoned in the Dali Temple prison."

Zhao Wan looked at Xiu'er in front of him and asked thoughtfully: "Where will the emperor rest today?"

Xiu'er said: "I heard from Xiao Shunzi when he came back that the emperor rested at Liu Meiren's place today."

Zhao Wan snorted contemptuously: "I didn't know that Liu Xi, who was usually taciturn, could have such a method to make the emperor stay in her room for three days in a row."

Xiu'er took a few steps forward and whispered: "The emperor is very fond of the rough ladies in your palace, so Concubine Chen is probably going crazy with anger."

Thinking that the old emperor would be called away by Concubine Chen for various reasons every time he sat around in his palace, a sincere smile appeared on Zhao Wan's well-maintained face.

She let out a long breath and said, "It's really the Ai family's bad breath."

Xiu'er paused and said, "It's just that this beautiful lady Liu is a little proud of her favor. It's only been a few days and she doesn't come to the palace to pay her respects to the empress?"

Zhao Wan thought about Liu Mei'er's slightly ordinary face and sneered lightly: "Let her dance around for a while. If she doesn't obey, it won't be too late to deal with her."

There was nothing worth being angry about, like a mere beauty named Liu. When the emperor laid eyes on her, he could easily wipe it away.

Just like it had been done countless times before, it was as simple as crushing an ant.

She smiled softly, bowed her head and whispered a few words into Yu Xiu'er's ear, and Yu Xiu'er nodded slowly.

Zhao Wan looked at the eunuchs and maids kneeling below, and said calmly: "Tell them all to step aside. There is no need to wait here today."

The eunuchs and maids felt like they had been granted amnesty. They lowered their heads and retreated quickly and silently like the tide.

The night was dark, and the corner door next to the Xihua Gate of Tiansheng Palace quietly opened a crack.

The gatekeeper looked outside the door, silently letting two figures tightly wrapped in black cloaks walk out quickly.

The two quickly passed through the corner gate and got into the black carriage that was already waiting in front of the door.

The carriage moved slowly towards Dali Temple.

Yu Xiuer took off her hat and went to straighten Zhao Wan's hair, which was messed up by the large cloak.

"Your Majesty, Gong Zhiyu seems to be old-fashioned, but I didn't expect him to be so transparent. The servant just sent the letter, and he let your Majesty go."

Zhao Wan smiled faintly, and a faint fine line slid across the corner of his well-maintained eyes: "How can he be a rigid and unreasonable person if he can sit in his current position?"

She looked at the exquisite armor on her hand and said calmly: "But... this Gong Zhiyu is really interesting. When one day is free, the Ai family will go to the emperor to say a nice word for him."

Yu Xiuer smiled and said, "Yes."

Zhao Wan covered her mouth and yawned, sleepy tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Xiu'er walked forward, knelt gently behind Zhao Wan, and pinched Zhao Wan's shoulders: "This seventh prince really succeeds more than fails. He has to suffer the pain of this trip to make my wife suffer."

Zhao Wan closed her eyes in enjoyment: "Okay, let the Ai family be quiet."

Xiu'er immediately stopped speaking and her hand became gentler.

The driver was well-trained, and in just a moment, the black carriage arrived in front of the Dali Temple.

Xiu'er put on the wide hat for Zhao Wan. After confirming it again and again, she helped Zhao Wan get out of the car.

The officers and soldiers of Dali Temple didn't look sideways as they sent the two men to the prison where the Seventh Prince was imprisoned.

Shen Lankang was wearing a snow-white undershirt and sat down on the thick straw spread behind him.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he opened his red eyes in surprise: "Third brother!"