When Qi Yan arrived at the Zhenghe Palace, she was told that the prince was also inside, she panicked, and after forcibly calming down, she carried her skirt and entered the palace.

Emperor Zhaoyang and Ning Qizhan were talking, and when they heard the singing, they both stopped, and their eyes turned to the palace gate.

As soon as Qi Yan came in, she met two pairs of unpredictable eyes, her fingers tightened, and she was very weak.

But she relied on Emperor Zhaoyang's guilt for her early widowhood and her son's respect for her, straightened her back, and walked over with her head held high without fear.

This scene fell in the eyes of Emperor Zhaoyang, and he shook his head silently in his heart, obviously disappointed.

"Father, daughter-in-law has come to ask for sin." Qi Yan knelt on the ground, blaming herself.

Emperor Zhaoyang asked knowingly: "What are you guilty of?"

Qi Yan wondered in her heart, could it be that the emperor didn't know about the Qunfang banquet?

That daring was good, and let her take the lead.

Qi Yan wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes and said: "Such a rebellious thing happened at the Qunfang banquet, it was the daughter-in-law's mismanagement, coupled with the failure to fulfill the responsibility of teaching the mother's children, that caused a big mistake, I implore my father to punish her, and my daughter-in-law is willing to bear all the consequences."

Qi Yan patronized the acting, her eyes lowered, and she didn't notice the complicated expressions of the two people in the hall.

Emperor Zhaoyang glanced at his indifferent and silent grandson, remembered his request, sighed in his heart, and then looked at Qi Yan again.

"My father is old, and I don't have much to worry about the affairs of the harem, so I will leave this matter to the prince."

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, it stands to reason that when she comes to accuse, the emperor will not only not punish her, but also comfort her, and then hand over the matter to her, after all, there is no one in charge of the harem, only she has the highest position.

She pushed the boat down the river and agreed, this matter will not be found on her head, she can do what she wants, wouldn't she sit back and relax?

But how did you become a prince to deal with it?

As if sensing her thoughts, Ning Qizhan said lightly: "This matter involves the list that has just been selected, and the impact is bad, I must give an explanation to the students in the world."

Qi Yan remembered Liu Ruoqian's identity, her red lips pursed, her son made sense to say this, but will this investigation find out about her?

Until she left the temple gate, she was absent-minded.

Seeing that her son turned around to leave, she hurriedly called to stop.

Ning Qizhan's eyelids drooped slightly: "What instructions does the mother have?"

On weekdays, Qi Yan would definitely be able to detect her son's alienated attitude, but her mind was on the group banquet at the moment and she didn't notice it.

She rubbed her handkerchief as if to ask casually, "What are you going to do with this?"

Ning Qizhan raised her eyebrows, her eyes swept from her face inch by inch, Qi Yan's heart froze, as if someone had blocked her mouth and nose, and she couldn't breathe.

She hurriedly looked away, and at the same time wondered in horror when Zhan'er had become so majestic, more and more similar to his dead father.

Ning Qizhan retracted his gaze and replied lightly: "Qi Jiaojiao and Liu Ruoqian are reluctant in front of everyone, regardless of identity, occasion, and time, it can be seen that the love is deep and meaningful, and the loneliness will be fulfilled by them." As for their cholera palace, they should be dealt with separately. ”

While Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, she thought of her eldest brother, and became worried again.

She couldn't help but say, "How can the Liu family be worthy of Miss Jin Gui of the National Uncle's Mansion?"

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Ning Qizhan's mouth: "That's also Qi Jiaojiao's own fault."

Qi Yan was not very happy: "She is your cousin anyway, how can you say that about her?"

Ning Qizhan snorted coldly.

Qi Yan was stunned, and before he could delve into his sneer, he was interrupted.

"Auntie, cousin of the prince! You guys help me! ”