Reborn Princess

Zhou Hengyan's eyes became more and more deep, and he said: "Yesterday's banquet was my negligence, but my brother caused a maid to die last night. Can't you tell me the reason?"

"She's just a maid. If she dies, she dies." Zhou Chao said.

"Is there any law in the Great Qi Kingdom that stipulates that there is no need to hold people accountable for their deaths?" Zhou Hengyan stared at Zhou Chao, which made Zhou Chao feel a little impatient.

"Brother, do you mean to bring me to justice? But I heard that the maid died of poisoning and it had nothing to do with me. Why are you being so aggressive, brother?"

"Besides, I favored her because I saw how pretty she was. This is her blessing."

When Zhou Chao finished speaking, there was a hint of pride in his eyes.

Zhou Hengyan's eyes were cold. He chuckled and said, "My royal brother still doesn't quite understand the laws of my capital, but this is harmless."

"Zhaofeng."

A young man in plain clothes came in with his back hunched.

"This slave is here to see the Emperor."

Zhou Chao looked at the man with inquiring eyes.

Zhou Hengyan said, "You are the most knowledgeable about etiquette among all the servants. From now on, you will follow Prince Huaiyuan."

"Don't make any mistakes, or you will be held accountable."

It is clear who this sentence is addressed to.

"Yes." Zhao Feng bowed and responded.

This sentence was the imperial edict, and Zhou Chao had to agree to it. However, after walking out of the imperial study, he turned around and looked at Zhao Feng who was following him, and Zhao Feng immediately bowed.

Before his back could bend, Zhou Chao kicked him in the lower abdomen. Zhao Feng fell to the ground, but regardless of the pain, he immediately knelt down and begged Zhou Chao to calm down.

This was not some other place, but outside the imperial study in the palace. The eunuchs and servants standing outside all lowered their heads when they saw this scene.

Hearing the noise outside, Zhou Hengyan narrowed his eyes and said to Zhou Cechen, "I'll give you another three days."

"That eunuch has been with you for many years." Zhou Cechen seemed not to hear what Zhou Hengyan said.

Zhou Hengyan: "Zhou Chao can't move him, and he can't die, but you only have three days."

"enough."

Zhou Hengyan raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Cechen. His younger brother was always unruly.

……

It was already late when Zhou Cechen returned to the palace, and walked towards Shen Lilan's courtyard.

The lamps on both sides of the corridor swayed in the wind. The maids held green lanterns and lit the lamps one after another, and the candlelight flickered when blown.

In the warm room, Lu Nong was grinding ink for Shen Lilan. When she looked up, she saw Zhou Cechen at the door. Seeing that Shen Lilan was writing attentively, Zhou Cechen signaled Lu Nong not to make any sound.

Ever since returning from the Imperial Prison, Shen Lilan's heart has been restless. Perhaps it was because she had experienced too much in her previous life, or perhaps it was God's punishment for her to live again in this life. Those painful memories from her previous life had been replaying in her mind over and over again, and could not be shaken off.

Thinking that writing could help her calm down, she copied over and over again the words Zhou Cechen had written a few days ago. However, no matter how she practiced, her result was not satisfactory, which made her more and more upset.

When Shen Xilan was writing the word "思", his hand was held by a big hand.

My heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

A deep voice came into my ears, "Be decisive when you put pen to paper, and keep your hand steady."

After saying that, he guided Shen Xilan to write a word on the white paper.

Feeling the strength of Zhou Cechen's palm, Shen Lilan suddenly felt that she had calmed down.

"You have something on your mind."

Shen Lilan did not deny it.

"Of course I can't write what you want." Zhou Cechen continued.

He took the pen from her hand, and Zhou Cechen held Shen Lilan's wrist and led her out of the warm room. "Princess, it's time to eat."

Walking in the corridor, Shen Lilan held Zhou Cechen, and Zhou Cechen looked back at her, "What's wrong?"

Thinking that Shen Lilan didn't like being held like this, he was about to let go when he heard Shen Lilan say, "When you go to the palace this time, will the emperor make things difficult for you? And those officials will certainly impeach you. If..."

Before Shen Yanlan finished speaking, Zhou Cechen interrupted her, "There are no ifs. No one can embarrass me. Don't worry."

"it is good."

……

Inside Prince Xuan's mansion, Zhou Jingmo sat on a chair with his lips curled. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the purple-dressed woman opposite him.

If the feng shui of the capital city is good for health, then all the princesses and young ladies are as delicate as lotus flowers emerging from water. Then the woman sitting opposite Zhou Jingmo is as radiant and dazzling as spring flowers.

She has red lips, white teeth, a pair of bright peach blossom eyes with upturned corners, and a head full of pearls and jade that shines.

"Aunt, you came to my house today not just to drink tea, right?"

The woman chuckled and said, "Why, don't you want me to come?"

"Of course I don't dare, but I'm afraid that Auntie is worried and I want to help her solve her problem."

"Then tell me how you can help me solve this problem?" the woman said in a charming voice.

"Aunt didn't tell me what was going on, so how dare I speak nonsense?" Zhou Jingmo stared at the woman in front of him.

"I had someone do the murder of the maid who died at the palace banquet. The original victim was Shen Lilan, but who would have thought that it would turn out like this." Zhou Tangyue took a sip of tea and continued, "With Zhou Cechen's personality, he will never give up until he catches the person. Jiang Xi knows the most, so why not let her take the blame? Do you think it's feasible?"

Zhou Jingmo: "Aunt has already figured out what to do, why are you looking for me?"

"Among these little princes, you and aunt are the best. Aunt is naturally..."

"Aunt, just speak frankly." Zhou Jingmo interrupted her.

"Okay, okay, I'm telling you, I want you to go meet Shen Lilan."

"Meet?"

"Yes, let her ask Zhou Cechen to release Jiang Xi. As long as Jiang Xi is not released, I will not be able to take action. The Imperial Prison is like an iron barrel, and my people cannot enter to kill people."

Zhou Jingmo's voice was a little colder than before: "Aunt, why do you think I will help you?"

Zhou Tangyue lazily leaned on the chair, still smiling softly, "I remember that she seemed to have some feelings for you, and you also have feelings for her, right?"

"Then why don't you take this opportunity to meet each other and relieve..." Zhou Tangyue glanced at the man opposite from top to bottom and then said, "the pain of missing each other for each other."

Zhou Jingmo poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue, "Didn't Aunt feel that Shen Yanlan was different at the last palace banquet?"

Zhou Tangyue's eyes were filled with cruelty. "No matter how different they are, she is just a woman in the inner house, and she is not worthy of Ah Chen."

Zhou Jingmo looked at Zhou Tangyue with deep eyes.

……

"My Lord, what should we do with this letter?"

Yanci handed the letter to Zhou Cechen, who glanced at it and asked, "If it's the princess' letter, why did it end up in your hands?"

"I was delivering the snacks from Fugaoji to Her Majesty as you ordered. On my way back, I bumped into Liuchun who was serving tea to Her Majesty, and the letter fell to the ground."

"I wanted to call Liuchun, but she didn't seem to notice and was in a hurry to serve tea, so she walked away."

Zhou Cechen stared at the letter on the table for a long time, then picked it up and said, "Send it back to the princess."

"Yes."

It was already the hour of Xu when Shen Xilan received the letter. She sat in front of the dressing mirror and opened the letter. Birui was carefully removing the pearls and jade from Shen Xilan's hair.

"Let's have a chat at Fanlou Teahouse at 9:00 p.m. tomorrow."

The signature is Yongze, Zhou Jingmo's pen name.