The lady is reborn? The crazy villain kisses her forcefully and won't let go!

"Why did you report it now? What does Jiang Xia do for a living?"

Jun Zhiling brushed off the things on the desk.

Paintings and calligraphy, memorials, writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone suddenly fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

He stared at the man with his head bowed below him and said in a cold tone: "Red Fox, is this how you pledge your loyalty to me?"

The secret guard named Red Fox shuddered, and immediately knelt on one knee, saying cautiously: "Your Highness, please calm down. Your Highness gave me your life, and I will go through fire and water and die without hesitation. I will go and find out the true identity of that counselor right now."

Chihu's face was solemn. At the beginning, His Highness only said that he would monitor the East Palace's every move and keep his troops on hold.

If the master of the Eastern Palace had not been protected by the Queen, he would have died countless times.

After all, rotten mud cannot be propped up against a wall. Given time, if they do something secretly, the prince will naturally have to abdicate and let others take over.

It is precisely because of this that the secret guards monitoring the East Palace let down their guard.

But by the time they reacted, the situation was already out of their control.

The sky gradually darkened. In the northwest corner of the palace, the night wind blew the withered fallen leaves, drifting in a desolate courtyard.

Suddenly, a man in a flying fish suit jumped in from outside the palace wall.

He lowered his eyes and saluted the man in black martial arts uniform who had been waiting here for a long time, saying, "Greetings, Commander Chi."

The red fox stared at the pale moonlight in the distance, standing still, but his voice was very cold, "Jiang Xia, have you forgotten how much effort His Highness put in to get you the position of a captain of the East Factory? If you are not competent for the job..."

When he spoke the last few words, his voice became slower and more relaxed, but it was like a sharp sword hanging over Jiang Xia's head.

Jiang Xia's forehead instantly showed a chill, and he said solemnly, "How dare I forget the kindness of your cultivation, Your Highness? However, since Shan Qi took over as the head of the East Factory, his thunderous methods have forced me to act more cautiously, but..."

He paused, thinking of something, and then continued, "Shanqi has been very close to the prince recently."

"Mountain beggar?"

The red fox grinded these two words between its teeth, and its puzzled look gradually became clear.

He remembered that it was the Jinyiwei who had made great contributions in saving the emperor.

He is close to the prince, could it be...

The red fox narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and looked at Jiang Xia, "Have you carefully checked this person's background?"

Jiang Xia did not dare to speak rashly, and said seriously: "Since he started to pull out the secret agents hidden in the East Factory, I have carefully investigated and found that he was indeed a warrior. His parents and relatives in his family met with natural disasters and are all gone. He is the only one left."

The red fox was silent for a moment, thinking secretly in his heart.

The power of the Western Factory is completely controlled by the Queen. Your Highness finally won over Xu Huaian, but failed in the end.

The Shanqi of today is even worse than Xu Huaian back then.

If you can persuade Shanqi to defect to the Fourth Prince, it will be icing on the cake for Your Highness.

But according to the current situation, Shanqi's wishes seem to be more inclined towards the prince.

"Keep an eye on Shanqi's movements. I want to meet him when the opportunity is right."

Jiang Xia's eyes moved slightly, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he immediately said, "Yes."

Then the red fox said in a calm voice: "How is the identity of the counselor being investigated?"

Jiang Xia just felt dizzy. When he mentioned this strategist, it was as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss filled with fog.

"No news yet."

He explained awkwardly: "The security of the East Palace is getting tighter and tighter. The prince values ​​him very much and protects him very tightly. I can't even see him. But don't worry, Commander Chi. Give me some more time and I will definitely find out his identity!"

The red fox squinted at him, "I hope you won't disappoint His Highness again."

East Palace.

In the Yunguang Hall, Jun Qi was standing modestly beside the desk.

Sitting in the main seat was a man wearing a half-red-gold mask.

The man held a jade pen in his hand, and the red ink with neat strokes fell on a memorial.

When the last stroke was made, before he could say anything, Jun Qi beside him smiled happily and asked, "Sir, have you finished writing the method?"

The man placed the jade pen in his hand on the pen holder, presented the memorial to the prince, and said with a gentle look in his eyes, "I hope I will not fail your mission."

Jun Qizheng took it in disbelief, and without even reading the contents of the memorial, he praised repeatedly, "Sir, you are indeed a man of unrivaled talent."

He lowered his eyes and looked at it as if he was holding a treasure.

Yangcheng suffers from floods all year round, and the people are living in misery.

My father was very worried about this matter and discussed it with ministers in the court several times, but he failed to come up with a practical solution.

Jun Qizhen just glanced through the comments marked in red ink, and his eyes became brighter with joy.

"Build a spiritual canal!"

"It solves the problem once and for all and eliminates future troubles. What a brilliant plan, sir!"

There was even a simple outline of the Lingqu Canal drawn on the paper. Although no details were added, the overall idea was clear at a glance.

The man stood up humbly, cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, I like it immediately. Everything depends on your performance next."

Jun Qizheng understood what he meant, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, but he suddenly sighed: "Sir, you are so resourceful, it's a pity that you don't enter the government."

The man lowered his eyes and said calmly, "How can it be said to be a pity to be able to serve His Highness?"

Jun Qizheng was so delighted that he couldn't help but pat the man on the shoulder. As if eager to prove something, he said firmly, "Don't worry, when I succeed to the throne in the future, I will definitely not forget your contribution."

The man glanced at the hand on his shoulder and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Jun Qi nodded with satisfaction, and at this moment, the eunuch hurried over to report, "Your Highness, the seal holder of the Western Factory is here."

"What is he here for?"

Jun Qi seemed to have fallen from the top of the cloud. He glanced at the man beside him and said softly, "Sir, please go behind the screen for a while."

The man said nothing, lowering his eyes as he looked towards the screen in the distance.

Jun Qizheng closed the memorial in his hand and put it on the table without reading it any further. He said with an indignant tone, "Announce it."

Soon, Cao Mang walked in from outside the hall, glanced at Jun Qizheng who was standing with his back to him, and glanced inside the hall with his sharp eagle eyes.

No abnormalities were found.

"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you," a shrill voice came from behind Jun Qizhen.

Jun Qizheng turned around slowly, with a trace of contempt that could not be ignored in his eyes, and whispered: "Hey, what wind brought the Master of the Seal here?"

As he spoke, he sat down proudly at the desk, casually picked up a memorial and started flipping through it, not taking the visitor seriously at all.

Cao Mang looked at his arrogant appearance with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

The grand occasion before our eyes is nothing but a passing cloud.

His stupid look of not knowing how to hide his edge is really a waste of the Queen's efforts.

"Hearing that Your Highness has worked hard today, the Queen has specially asked me to prepare ginseng soup and told Your Highness not to work too hard."