"Unnamed, I've seen the prince." When King Dehuai glanced at her up and down, Weiming respectfully gave King Dehuai a very standard court etiquette.

King Dehuai's eyes flashed, and he finally understood what Yun Zhen meant by what he said earlier.

"You used to be by Aunt Jin's side?" Hearing King Dehuai's question, Weiming nodded lightly and spoke.

"Yes."

After asking a few more questions, King Dehuai spoke directly. "Why did you take the opportunity to infiltrate the palace in the first place?"

Before he could say this, Weiming immediately knelt down in front of King Dehuai, and tears flowed down his face in an instant. "At the beginning, Aunt Jin sent slaves and maids to constantly contact several courtiers with great prestige in the court, but one day there was a sudden news that the slaves and maids were hidden."

"The slave maid was in a panic, and suddenly heard that the Zhao family was raided and destroyed, and she was so frightened that she immediately hid everywhere, and sure enough, within half a month, she heard the death of Princess Huasang."

"The slave knew in her heart that there must be no such simplicity, so she hid in Kyoto, and tried to sneak into the palace many times to no avail, and when she was desperate, she heard that the prince had entered Beijing."

Weiming said that he was emotional, and he couldn't help crying, and his voice couldn't stop shaking.

"The slave maid heard that you are a charity lord, and I think that you are the princess's own uncle, and I will definitely administer justice for the princess."

When King Dehuai heard this, he couldn't help frowning and spoke. "Then why don't you..."

It's just that King Dehuai paused halfway through his words, and Weiming added the second half of the sentence for him.

"It's just that after the slave maid entered the palace, he didn't dare to trust others easily, for fear of bringing disaster to the palace, but he couldn't get close to the prince after waiting for a while, let alone talking to the prince, and at this time he was helpless, so he had to follow the county lord's side."

King Dehuai's eyes flashed slightly, and a different color appeared at the bottom of his eyes. "And then since you have reached the county lord's side, why don't you take the opportunity to tell this king?"

Yun Zhen stood aside and listened to Weiming's nonsense, seeing that she was almost forced out of the truth by King Dehuai at this moment, she hurriedly stepped forward, blocked in front of Weiming, and said expressionlessly. "After Yun Zhen found out, she wanted to talk to her father, but she didn't want to be taken away by the regent the next day."

Speaking of this, Yun Zhen deliberately paused, glanced up at King Dehuai, and then spoke. "At that time, Yun Zhen went to find his father and said this, and Weiming had already been taken away by the regent, so my father was afraid that he wouldn't believe Yun Zhen's empty words, right?"

How could King Dehuai not hear the deep meaning of Yun Zhen's words, and was choked by these words, his heart was not named in his hand at this moment, and there was no evidence to directly indicate that it was the hand of the prince, so why was it not empty words? Then his eyes turned slightly. "I believe in you."

"I know that this palace maid is the palace person who followed Aunt Jin in the past."

"If there is no evidence, how can you convince the public?"

After saying that, King Dehuai couldn't help but see that the corners of Yun Zhen's lips were slightly hooked, and a smile slowly bloomed, and the smile was indescribably weird.

Faintly, King Dehuai seemed to have a trace of ridicule and calculation from Yun Zhen's expression.

"There are more people who say it, and it will naturally come true."

Yun Zhen chuckled and changed the subject. "My father hesitated before, but it was because there was no evidence."

"Now there are human witnesses, physical evidence." The corners of Yun Zhen's lips hooked slightly. "I heard that Hua Zijing doesn't have a mother print in his hand?"

King Dehuai's heart was shocked, not because he heard Yun Zhen's name calling Hua Zijing directly, but because he wondered where Yun Zhen had heard this.

In fact, he was faintly aware of it before, but in the end it was just speculation, Hua Zijing didn't use the mother seal, he couldn't just ask him to take out the mother seal, right?

Just when he was doubting in his heart, he only heard Yun Zhen add again. "The double seal of mother and son was passed from His Majesty to Princess Huasang, and there is no need to use the mother seal to deal with some small affairs on weekdays."

"It's just on the edict of the enthronement ceremony, but you can't just use the sub-seal."

"Mother and son double seal, Hua Zijing, the prince, only has a son seal in his hand, what kind of character is he not a chaotic minister and thief?"

Yun Zhen said, her eyes slowly moved to the window, the sky gradually darkened, and the last touch of colorful glow fell.

The night was dark.

.....

"Your Highness." The wind blew from nowhere, crackling, striking the half-covered window against the wall, making a small noise.

Hua Zijing, who was holding his forehead and clinging to the table and falling into a dream, woke up the next moment and woke up suddenly.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes scanned the slightly empty hall, and he found that he was the only one in the huge imperial study.

Up and down his body, he unconsciously appeared with goosebumps, and the wind blowing from the open windowsill made him shudder.

"Someone! Bi Chen! Are you all dead? Because of mood swings, Hua Zijing's voice was very shrill and harsh.

Not long after Hua Zijing shouted, the door of the temple was gently pushed open from the outside.

Hua Zijing's body was tense for a moment, his eyes looked straight at the door of the hall, and he shouted coldly. "Who?"

"Your Highness." Seeing that it was Bi Chen who came in from outside the hall with a candle in his hand, Hua Zijing relaxed and frowned unhappily. "Where have you been?"

Bi Chen saw the dense sweat on Hua Zijing's forehead by the light, and when he heard his complaint, he could only gently hook the corners of his lips and bow. "Your Highness, it's windy outside, and the servant went to get a robe."

Hua Zijing saw a robe resting on the crook of his arm, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

Bi Chen walked closer, placed the candlestick in his hand on the table, and put a robe on Hua Zijing. "Your Highness, if you feel tired, go back to the dormitory to rest and rest."

"It's not a good idea to sleep in this imperial study for a long time."

Bi Chen said as he slowly walked to the windowsill and closed the window that was constantly shaking under the strong wind.

The hall was a little hotter.

"What time is it?" Hua Zijing, who was sitting in front of the table, did not get any better on his face, picked up the robe he was wearing, and collapsed on the chair weakly, rubbing his sore temples.

As he approached the throne, he felt more and more restless, always feeling that something would happen.

I don't know if he thinks about it day and night, but before, he dreamed of something he didn't want to bump into.

A pair of slightly cold palms stretched out behind him to cover Hua Zijing's forehead, massaging him, allowing him to soothe and soothe his tense nerves. "It's just midnight."

"Your Highness, don't be too industrious, your body is your own."

Under Bi Chen's pressure, Hua Zijing only felt a thick sense of sleepiness sweeping over, and he responded casually.

Hearing Hua Zijing's perfunctory, Bi Chen didn't say much, just silently reached out and took the candlestick he had brought in earlier, and gently rested it on the candle shelf in front of the windowsill.

Even if the window was closed, the wind was shut out, but the light breeze that could be faintly revealed from the gap in the windowsill still blew the candle flame for a while, which was very dazzling.

Bi Chen glanced out thoughtfully, and then a deep sigh escaped from his throat, and he muttered in a low voice.

"The wind is blowing."

The simple three words fell in the empty hall without a sound.

It's just that in the next moment, Hua Zijing suddenly woke up from the shallow dream, turned over and sat up from the chair, only to feel a burst of sweat on his back, and his eyes fell on a certain point in the hall.

Seeing Hua Zijing wake up from his dream, Bi Chen hurriedly stepped forward and walked to Hua Zijing's side. "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

"She, she's coming."

But he was caught by Hua Zijing's wrist.

Hua Zijing pushed harder and harder, and Bi Chen only felt that his elbow was almost crushed by him.

"Your Highness!"

It was unbearable to feel the pain, but the expression on Bi Chen's face was very soft, after all, how could he be a good stubble if he could stay by the temperamental Hua Zijing's side for so long?

"Listen." It's just like this, and it hasn't appeased Hua Zijing, Hua Zijing pointed his finger and pointed out. "You listen, you listen."

Bi Chen tilted his head in pain to listen, but he could not help but be taken aback when he really heard some hurried footsteps.

Then he heard the footsteps stop at the door of the temple, and then came the low interrogation of the guards.

Bi Chen listened quietly for a moment, and finally heard who it was.

"Your Highness, it seems to be a statement."

After this moment, Hua Zijing seemed to have regained his composure, and let go of Bi Chen's hand before the man outside stepped in.

Bi Chen took a step back quietly, put the bruised wrist that had been pinched into his sleeve, and stood aside quietly with his eyes down.

Sure enough, the one who came in was really a statement.

"Your Highness." It's just that behind Shen Ming, there is also a person who is covered in black clothes and can't see his appearance, but looking at the figure, he thinks it's a woman.

The woman followed behind Shen Ming, and after saluting Hua Zijing, she lifted the brim of her hat that covered her face, revealing a delicate little face. "Your Highness."

Hua Zijing's gaze was still a little sluggish, and after his gaze touched the woman's face, he immediately stared. "Crisp rain?"

"Why are you here? What if it attracted Qian Qian's attention? ”

Hearing Hua Zijing's dissatisfaction, the corners of Su Yu's lips twitched slightly, but he might as well look up and collide with Hua Zijing, and then quickly lowered his head and said. "Your Highness, the general hasn't stayed here for a long time."

Hua Zijing was naturally able to hear the dissatisfaction in Crisp Rain's words, and said in his heart, aren't men all thinking differently, that is, Qian Qian is a solid eye, but in the end, he is a man, and he does not stay in Crisp Rain for a long time, so it is really not strange in his opinion, thinking about it, he rubbed the corners of his sore eyebrows and said. "There's been so much going on in Kyoto lately, and you're not unaware of it."

"Qian Qian's position is extremely important, isn't it normal to be busy?"

Unexpectedly, Hua Zijing didn't think anything, Suyu couldn't help but be slightly stunned, raised his eyes and glanced at Hua Zijing, and found the impatience overflowing from the bottom of his eyes, so he could only hang down, not daring to complain again.

"Come on, what the hell are you doing on this adventure?"

"Your Highness." Suyu is unwilling, but in the end she is a smart girl, she stepped forward and said with a silent face. "The general has been very wrong these days."

Finding that Hua Zijing didn't seem to take his words to heart, Suyu gritted his teeth. "The general met with the Lord of Qinghuang County a few days ago."

"And then they drifted away from me."

Originally, Hua Zijing heard Crisp Yu mention Hua Yunzhen, and his heart was awe-inspiring, but he was cold, and finally heard Crisp Rain say such a sentence again, and couldn't help but feel very funny in his heart.

"Enough!" Hua Zijing glanced up and down at Crisp Yu's graceful figure, and finally landed on her barely handsome, but distorted face due to jealousy, and her heart was very disgusted, and her tone was naturally not too good. "It's me, seeing that you are jealous of the wind that you haven't come, I can't help but feel very bored!"

"You don't take yourself too seriously, men love gentle and virtuous wives, and occasionally the little sex is cute, if it's too much, it's a jealous woman who is hated!"

Su Yu already felt very aggrieved in his heart, and when Hua Zijing drank it like this, he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

"Get out!"