Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

The little maid was not very alert. She walked straight ahead without stopping. Looking at the direction, it was undoubtedly the prime minister's residence.

Seeing that her hands were tightly grasping her sleeves, I thought that she had something important to deliver to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Yan Ci took Chunzhi and followed her not far away, but just following her was of no use.

Yan Ci turned to Chunzhi and said, "Go over there and bump into her accidentally."

Yan Ci told Chunzhi what he was going to do. After hearing this, Chunzhi walked towards the maid. She walked very quickly and walked straight through the crowd and bumped into the little maid.

The little maidservant cried out "Ouch" when she was bumped, and turned to look at the person who bumped into her, but she only saw a figure passing by her. Thinking that she had important things to do, she didn't pay much attention to it and continued to walk towards the prime minister's residence.

At the same time that she was bumped by Chunzhi, Yan Ci came over from the other side and quietly took away the things in her sleeve.

Yan Ci took Chunzhi to a secluded corner and took out the envelope he had taken from the little maid.

When he opened it, Yan Ci smiled.

Seeing Yan Ci smile, Chunzhi looked at the letter with a puzzled look on her face, but she didn't recognize a few words, and the content of the letter was like a mystery to her.

I couldn't help but ask: "What is the girl laughing at?"

Yan Ci said: "I am laughing. Ninth Sister's methods are indeed extraordinary. It seems that the palace will soon be bustling."

She intercepted the letter from Xiao Yizhen to the Prime Minister's Mansion. When the maid who delivered the letter arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion and found that the letter was lost, she came back to look for it, but she was afraid that it would be too late for Prime Minister Xiao to deal with the aftermath.

By that time, Xiao Yizhen and Shen Zhaoyan were quarreling so fiercely that no one could mediate or stop them.

Yan Ci's mood instantly improved, and he took Chunzhi back to the Yan Mansion.

She is no longer needed here, she just needs to wait for good news.

Shen Zhaoyan had been kneeling outside Mingyi Palace for half an hour.

Yang Zhao looked at Shen Zhaoyan kneeling motionlessly, with no intention of giving up, and went in again to report to Emperor Tianqing.

Emperor Tianqing sat cross-legged on the couch, playing chess alone. The black and white chess pieces were facing off and fighting under his hands, and neither was evenly matched.

Suddenly, he found that the black piece had occupied a larger area forward. His relaxed sister slowly frowned, picked up a white piece, and placed it on the black piece's retreat path. In an instant, the area behind the black piece was in disarray.

At this time, Yang Zhao's footsteps were heard from the door. He walked up to Emperor Tianqing and bowed, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Xiang still refuses to leave."

The next black piece picked up by Emperor Tianqing was thrown back into the chess basket by him. He turned to look at Yang Zhao and asked, "How long have you been kneeling?"

"Half an hour."

"Let him in."

Yang Zhao bowed and went out to convey Emperor Tianqing's intention to Shen Zhaoyan.

Not long after, Shen Zhaoyan was led into the Mingyi Palace. Seeing Emperor Tianqing sitting in front of the chessboard, Shen Zhaoyan directly explained his purpose.

"Father, I would like to ask you for an imperial decree."

Emperor Tianqing stared at the chessboard without even giving Shen Zhaoyan a glance, "What do you want?"

"I would like to marry Yan Ci, the thirteenth daughter of the Yan family, as my concubine."

"Patta" the chess piece in Emperor Tianqing's hand fell onto the chessboard, spun around and stopped in the empty space.

Yang Zhao's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but look at Emperor Tianqing with his drooping eyes. He regretted a little why he didn't leave after reporting just now.

The atmosphere in the palace seemed to stagnate at this moment. After a long time, Emperor Tianqing finally spoke, "I remember that you once took a daughter of the Yan family as a concubine."

Shen Zhaoyan said calmly, "Yes, father, I recognized the wrong person. I mistook the Ninth Miss for the Thirteenth Miss."

"Oh? You can admit your mistake. You've been taking a concubine for quite some time. Why are you admitting your mistake now?"

Shen Zhaoyan's eyes darkened, "I will not hide it from you, Father. A few days ago, the Thirteenth Miss came to visit her sister, and I realized that I had always had my eyes on the Thirteenth Miss, not the Ninth Miss."

The little maid was not very alert. She walked straight ahead without stopping. Looking at the direction, it was undoubtedly the prime minister's residence.

Seeing that her hands were tightly grasping her sleeves, I thought that she had something important to deliver to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Yan Ci took Chunzhi and followed her not far away, but just following her was of no use.

Yan Ci turned to Chunzhi and said, "Go over there and bump into her accidentally."

Yan Ci told Chunzhi what he was going to do. After hearing this, Chunzhi walked towards the maid. She walked very quickly and walked straight through the crowd and bumped into the little maid.

The little maidservant cried out "Ouch" when she was bumped, and turned to look at the person who bumped into her, but she only saw a figure passing by her. Thinking that she had important things to do, she didn't pay much attention to it and continued to walk towards the prime minister's residence.

At the same time that she was bumped by Chunzhi, Yan Ci came over from the other side and quietly took away the things in her sleeve.

Yan Ci took Chunzhi to a secluded corner and took out the envelope he had taken from the little maid.

When he opened it, Yan Ci smiled.

Seeing Yan Ci smile, Chunzhi looked at the letter with a puzzled look on her face, but she didn't recognize a few words, and the content of the letter was like a mystery to her.

I couldn't help but ask: "What is the girl laughing at?"

Yan Ci said: "I am laughing. Ninth Sister's methods are indeed extraordinary. It seems that the palace will soon be bustling."

She intercepted the letter from Xiao Yizhen to the Prime Minister's Mansion. When the maid who delivered the letter arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion and found that the letter was lost, she came back to look for it, but she was afraid that it would be too late for Prime Minister Xiao to deal with the aftermath.

By that time, Xiao Yizhen and Shen Zhaoyan were quarreling so fiercely that no one could mediate or stop them.

Yan Ci's mood instantly improved, and he took Chunzhi back to the Yan Mansion.

She is no longer needed here, she just needs to wait for good news.

Shen Zhaoyan had been kneeling outside Mingyi Palace for half an hour.

Yang Zhao looked at Shen Zhaoyan kneeling motionlessly, with no intention of giving up, and went in again to report to Emperor Tianqing.

Emperor Tianqing sat cross-legged on the couch, playing chess alone. The black and white chess pieces were facing off and fighting under his hands, and neither was evenly matched.

Suddenly, he found that the black piece had occupied a larger area forward. His relaxed sister slowly frowned, picked up a white piece, and placed it on the black piece's retreat path. In an instant, the area behind the black piece was in disarray.

At this time, Yang Zhao's footsteps were heard from the door. He walked up to Emperor Tianqing and bowed, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Xiang still refuses to leave."

The next black piece picked up by Emperor Tianqing was thrown back into the chess basket by him. He turned to look at Yang Zhao and asked, "How long have you been kneeling?"

"Half an hour."

"Let him in."

Yang Zhao bowed and went out to convey Emperor Tianqing's intention to Shen Zhaoyan.

Not long after, Shen Zhaoyan was led into the Mingyi Palace. Seeing Emperor Tianqing sitting in front of the chessboard, Shen Zhaoyan directly explained his purpose.

"Father, I would like to ask you for an imperial decree."

Emperor Tianqing stared at the chessboard without even giving Shen Zhaoyan a glance, "What do you want?"

"I would like to marry Yan Ci, the thirteenth daughter of the Yan family, as my concubine."

"Patta" the chess piece in Emperor Tianqing's hand fell onto the chessboard, spun around and stopped in the empty space.

Yang Zhao's heart trembled, and he couldn't help looking at Emperor Tianqing with his eyes downcast.