Mo Xiangli gl

The weather is good today, and in the afternoon, the warmth of the room shines into the window sill of the Princess Mansion's study.

Murong Yu leaned on the rug, playing with Her Highness Princess' hair.

Her Highness the Princess leaned on Murong Yu's body, flipping through the books in her hand.

Although the two did not exchange words, the atmosphere was very warm.

At this time, Yunshuang knocked on the door outside, "Princess, Miss Ji and Mr. Xu are asking to see you."

"come in."

After entering the room, Yun Shuang first said: "Princess, just now the eighth prince and several princesses have come. I said you are unwell and should not see guests, so I turned them away."

In the past few days, there have been many visitors to the Princess Mansion, but they were all turned away.

Yan Zichen put down the book in his hand, stood up, and said, "You did a good job, remember not to put Gu Licheng in the princess mansion in the future."

It's all Gu Licheng's fault that he talked so much that Murong Yu was so worried this time.

What's more important is that he still doesn't give up on Murong Yu.

Ji Xiaoxiao chuckled and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, Murong really knows how to touch flowers and grass."

Murong Yu gave her a blank look: "Ji Xiaoxiao, will you die if you don't say a few words!"

Yan Zichen smiled and said, "Xiaoxiao, what's the matter, what can I do for you?"

Ji Xiaoxiao hurriedly dragged Xu Ziyu over, and said to Yan Zichen, "Actually, he has something to do with you, and he is a little busy and wants to ask you for help."

Before Yan Zichen could ask a question, Xu Ziyu lifted up the hem of his clothes and knelt down, "My lord, Xu Ziyu, see Your Highness the Princess."

Yan Zichen didn't let him get up, and said directly, "Oh? What's the matter, Mr. Xu, let me tell you."

Xu Ziyu said: "Princess Qi, the next official is the county magistrate of Qinghe County, Huaiyang. Originally, the people of Qinghe County lived and worked in peace and contentment, but nothing major happened, but since An Yuanhou arrived a few months ago, everything has changed. Yes. Marquis Anyuan occupies an honorable status, acts like a domineering man everywhere, bullies men and women, and commits all kinds of crimes, making Qinghe County a mess. Not long ago, Marquis Anyuan murdered 37 members of his husband’s family in order to snatch a young woman Slaughter them all! At that time, the lower official took the servants to arrest An Yuanhou, but was stopped by the magistrate. The lower official appealed the case to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, but there was no response, and he was chased and killed instead. Under this, the lower officials will go to Beijing to ask for orders, I hope the emperor can make decisions for the people of Qinghe County!"

Yan Zichen's expression darkened, and he said, "You said he killed so many people, but is there anyone to prove it?"

Xu Ziyu said excitedly: "There are all witnesses!"

Yan Zichen frowned and thought, Marquis An Yuan, she knows that he is the fourth prince's uncle, the youngest son of the Wang family, and has always been the most favored.He was already a well-known playboy when he was in the capital, and he was exiled from Beijing because he sued the daughter of a third-rank official in Beijing and was sued by that adult.

Originally, according to the law, he could not be spared so easily.But the Wang family was too powerful in the court, Gu Tingrui didn't want to anger the Wang family because of this matter, so he had no choice but to choose this way.

Although he was exiled, Qinghe County had always been wealthy, and he would certainly not suffer a loss if he went there as a Marquis.

Unexpectedly, he still did not change his mind, and did this kind of thing again.

"Master Xu thinks, what should Marquis Anyuan do?"

Xu Ziyu said in a deep voice: "The crime should be punished."

Yan Zichen said sternly: "I advise you, don't worry about this matter. Just relying on you as a mere seventh-rank official, you won't be able to bring him down, and you will be ashamed instead."

Xu Ziyu suppressed his anger, and asked back: "Does Her Royal Highness think that this kind of people should continue to be lawless? If everyone is like this, what is the use of this law!"

Yan Zichen's face turned cold, and he shouted, "Presumptuous!"

The majesty exuding from Yan Zichen's body made Xu Ziyu almost out of breath, he quickly bent down, "I offended you, I hope the princess will forgive me!"

"I tried to persuade you, but you didn't listen. If you continue to be so obsessed, you won't know how you will die!"

Xu Ziyu kowtowed to Yan Zichen, "I beg the princess to be the master for the people of Qinghe County!"

Yan Zichen pursed his lips and looked at Xu Ziyu who was on the ground.Some emotion in my heart, he is a good official, but not suitable to be an official.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, Murong Yu silently stepped forward and grabbed Yan Zichen's sleeve, saying, "You still have injuries, don't get angry."

Yan Zichen laughed dumbfounded, "I'm injured, it's fine!"

Seeing her smile, Murong Yu also smiled, "Xu Ziyu is a good person, a rare good person, why don't you help him?"

Yan Zichen was taken aback, and asked, "You want me to help him?"

Murong Yu nodded seriously, then leaned down next to her ear and whispered, "If it's convenient, just treat it as a way to save Ji Xiaoxiao."

Yan Zichen glanced at Ji Xiaoxiao who was stunned at the side, and sighed, "Get up first, write a new copy of the notebook, and hand it to Bengong."

Xu Ziyu raised his head in surprise, Miss Murong could calm down the anger of His Royal Highness with just a few words?

Yan Zichen pointed to the desk beside him and said, "You can use whatever is on the desk."

Xu Ziyu immediately bowed his head to thank him, got up and walked towards the desk.

Ji Xiaoxiao came back to her senses, and said awkwardly: "Zichen, if you don't get angry, I almost forget that you are a princess..."

Yan Zichen said helplessly, "There's no need to care about these between us."

Ji Xiaoxiao quickly said: "Yes, yes, it seems that this is because of Murong's favor!"

Murong Yu rolled her eyes and said, "Just this one time! Don't make another example!"

Yan Zichen watched Murong Yu and Ji Xiaoxiao play with a smile, that's all, as long as Murong Yu is happy, it's worth wasting some effort.

Soon, Xu Ziyu finished writing the memorial, handed it to Yan Zichen respectfully, and said gratefully, "Please trouble the princess."

After reading it, Yan Zichen said, "I can't guarantee that he will be convicted, but it is still possible to make his life more difficult."

As soon as the words fell, the guard outside the door knocked on the door, "Your Highness, Mr. Zhu is here."

It came just fine.

Yan Zichen told Murong Yu, and went out to meet people with Xu Ziyu's memorial.

Zhu Mo was sitting in a small tea room near the study and waiting for Yan Zichen. As soon as Yan Zichen came, he directly explained his intention, "Your Highness, what you did today is really inappropriate."

Today, she just went to court to ask Gu Tingrui to cancel her engagement with Ye Cong.

She smiled and said, "Of course I understand what Mr. said. However, this is a rare opportunity to raise the matter of canceling the engagement. Naturally, I must grasp it well."

"Your Highness, you have to know that the emperor is suspicious by nature. Originally, we planned this way to have a chance to stop the fourth prince from turning over, but now you kneel down like this, it will only make him suspect that there is something wrong with this matter! In this way, wouldn’t your injuries be in vain? Besides, isn’t it self-defeating for you to say that?”

"Sir, I know. However, there are many opportunities to hit him. There is only one who can have a suitable reason to cancel the engagement. What's the use of fame? As long as she trusts me, it's enough. Now, what I want Not much, I just want to live a peaceful life with her."

Zhu Mo shook his head and said, "You know, how can we be so easy and secure now?"

Yan Zichen also knew that there were certain roads, once set foot on, there was no turning back.

"Leave the fourth one alive first, I don't want to kill them all like this."

"Your Highness, don't be kind to women!"

Yan Zichen stuffed the memorial in his hand into Zhu Mo's arms, and said, "Find a suitable opportunity and present a big gift to the Wang family."

The Wang family is the biggest help in the hands of the fourth prince. If the Wang family collapses, the fourth prince will probably not be able to make trouble.

After Zhu Mo read it, he understood what Yan Zichen said, and he replied, "Don't worry, Your Highness."

Yan Zichen smiled and said, "Thank you sir."

After a few days like this, Yan Zichen's wound finally healed.

At night, Murong Yu grabbed her restless hand and said helplessly: "Don't scratch it, it will leave scars."

After the wounds scabbed over, they began to grow flesh. Yan Zichen had too many wounds on her body, and she was very itchy, and she couldn't help scratching with her hands.

Whenever this time, Murong Yu would always waste a lot of time trying to stop her.

"Aren't you disgusted!" Yan Zichen looked at Murong Yu aggrieved.

Murong Yu nodded seriously, and said, "It would be ugly to have scars."

Yan Zichen rubbed Murong Yu's cheeks, feigned anger and said, "Can't you trick me with something sweet!"

Murong Yu tore off her hand and said with a smile, "Don't scratch it and there won't be any scars."

Yan Zichen got into her arms and said in a muffled voice, "I'm really itchy! Scratch it for me."

Yan Zichen was not as lucky as Murong Yu, every wound healed very quickly without leaving any scars.

Yan Zichen could only endure the pain.

Murong Yu gently hugged her and asked, "What's itching?"

"On the back."

So Murong Yu had no choice but to gently press her wound with his fingertips through her shirt, neither too hard nor too light.

Yan Zichen snorted twice comfortably, she felt Murong Yu's hand tremble suddenly, so she smiled maliciously, "Why are you so nervous?"

Murong Yu blushed slightly, and asked, "Where is it itching."

Yan Zichen said, "Chest."

Murong Yu coughed dryly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't make trouble, be serious."

Yan Zichen raised Murong Yu's hand and put it on his chest, blinked his eyes, and said, "It's not a mess, it's really itchy, you can scratch it for me again."

Murong Yu's face turned even redder, and she quickly withdrew her hand, "You have injuries on your body, don't think about these..."

"What do you think? What are you thinking? Why is your face so red?"

Murong Yu became angry from embarrassment, and scolded: "Sleep!"

"Can't sleep."

"Then close your eyes."

"No, itches, I feel bad..."

"It doesn't itch when you fall asleep."

"Murong Yu, how could you be like this..."