I saw Qiu Chuyan huddled in the corner in horror, and the clothes on his body were also disheveled.

It is not difficult for Zhan Xinglan to imagine what Chu Yan experienced last night.

She must have been terrified.

Zhan Xinglan struggled to suppress his anger, and slowly walked to Qiu Chuyan and squatted down.

She gently brushed away her loose hair for Qiu Chuyan, and then hugged her into her arms.

"Chu Yan, I'm here."

Qiu Chuyan's cold body suddenly felt unusually warm, she couldn't help crying, and the nightmare that was entwined in her mind was like an endless black hole, constantly devouring her soul and consciousness.

"Xinglan, I'm so scared."

Zhan Xinglan gently stroked Qiu Chuyan's hair, soothing her emotions.

Zhan Xinglan already knew about last night's incident.

She always thought that Yuan Mingzhe should not be unfavorable to Chu Yan after being taught a lesson, but she didn't expect him to lie dormant on Chu Yan's way home and wait for an opportunity.

Zhan Xinglan fell into self-blame, she knew this, she shouldn't have gotten away and drank so much wine for a while.

If it weren't for King Jian's appearance, I don't know what Chu Yan would be tortured by Yuan Mingzhe.

"Don't worry, I won't let Yuan Mingzhe go!"

Zhan Xinglan accompanied Qiu Chuyan until the evening, and asked Zhu Huan to boil the tranquil soup and feed it to Qiu Chuyan before leaving.

It was getting late, and Zhan Xinglan and Zhu Huan crept out of the house.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she came out of the yard, she saw Fu Rinxu who was sitting under the tree dozing.

Zhan Xinglan stepped forward and shouted softly, "His Royal Highness King Jian? Your Royal Highness King Jane, wake up."

Fu Rinxu opened his hazy sleepy eyes, only to realize that he was asleep.

He stood up and looked at the black pressure bedroom, realizing that Qiu Chuyan had fallen asleep.

So he said softly, "Is Qiu Niang better?"

Zhan Xinglan listened to Qiu Chuyan talk about the process at that time, and learned that Fu Rinxu had not returned to the house because Qiu Zhenyan was busy with official business for several days, and Qiu Chuyan's personal maid went home to save his relatives, so he was worried that something would happen to Qiu Chuyan so he stayed in Qiu Mansion for a whole day.

She also had a slight change in her heart about Fu Rinxu.

"Well, it's better. His Royal Highness King Jian has been here for a day and a night, and he must be tired, so he should go back to the palace to rest early."

"That's good, thank you Zhan Niang today."

"It's the courtiers who should thank Your Highness, if Your Highness hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid things would have been even worse."

"Qiu Niangzi is kind and pure, which is really distressing."

The two walked out of the Qiu Mansion while chatting, and happened to meet Qiu Zhenhao, who hurried back.

After a few people exchanged pleasantries, Zhan Xinglan and Fu Rinxu left.

Two days later, the ladies returned to Shunhua Prison.

And before Zhan Xinglan returned to Shunhua Prison, he specially instructed Li Qingchen to give Yuan Mingzhe a big gift.

In the middle of the night, Yuan Mingzhe took the fragment that was torn off Qiu Chuyan's shirt that day and reminisced about it.

He couldn't remember which bastard had ruined his good deeds.

"It's a long time coming, Chu Yan, you will be my woman one day."

Suddenly, the door was blown open by the wind, and the candle flame in the house was suddenly extinguished.

Yuan Mingzhe put the fragment in his arms, then got up and closed the door.

But just as he turned around to continue lighting the candle, the door was blown open again.

Yuan Mingzhe turned around and walked to the door, muttering in his heart, "It's not windy today."

He closed the door with both hands and latched it.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

A chill ran down his spine and straight through his head.

He asked in a trembling voice, "Who!"

There was a sound of fighting and screaming from inside the house.

Half an hour later, a dark figure flashed out of the house.

Yuan Mingzhe lay on the ground with a blue nose and swollen face, tearing his voice and crying madly: "There are ghosts! The ghost is beating someone! The ghost has beaten someone!"

The next day, it was spread in the capital

There are rumors that Yuan Zhan's family Da Langjun was haunted by ghosts and went crazy.

Basically said that Yuan Mingzhe was an improper person, and he abused many little ladies in Yanyun Building, and the souls of those little ladies who died had nowhere to go, so they found Yuan Mingzhe and beat him violently.

Yuan Zhicheng looked at Yuan Mingzhe with a dull gaze and a distracted expression behind his hands behind his hands, and his face was solemn.

"Doctor, is the dog really stupid?"

The white-haired Imperial Physician shook his head, "Don't worry, Yuan Zhan, Yuan Da Langjun is just frightened, but the injuries on his body are serious and he needs to recuperate. Later, I will write a few prescriptions for Yuan Dalangjun, and I will recover by taking them on time."

Yuan Zhicheng arched his hand and said, "There is Imperial Doctor Lao."

Wang Ying'er, who was sitting on the side, put on a heartbroken look, and when she saw the imperial doctor leaving, she put down the handkerchief used to wipe the tears that didn't exist at all.

Wang Ying'er got up and walked to Yuan Zhicheng's side.

"Chenglang, the concubine has already said that Zhe'er has a good temperament, and she has to be disciplined. Now the rumors outside are rampant, which is extremely unfavorable to our Yuan family. According to the concubine's opinion, it is better to send Zhe'er to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city, so that he can experience and temper his temperament there."

Yuan Zhicheng took a deep breath and let out a long sigh.

"But Zhe'er is the only son between me and my wife, and the one she can't worry about before she dies is Zhe'er. How can I, as a father, let him suffer?"

"Yi'er is about to have a spring break, and if Zhe'er's bad deeds affect his official career, our Yuan family will really be finished. Besides, Zhe'er is Chenglang's son, isn't Yi'er? Yi'er has studied hard for so many years, in order to glorify the lintel. Chenglang doesn't want to see Yi'er's years of hard work burned."

Wang Ying'er pretended to be sad, which really made Yuan Zhicheng feel distressed.

He put his arm around Wang Ying'er's shoulders and said comfortingly, "Okay, okay, my husband knows that Yi'er is a good boy. In this way, according to what you say, send Zhe'er to Zhuangzi for training. Don't cry."

Wang Ying'er sobbed twice before nodding.

Just as she leaned on Yuan Zhicheng's arms, a female dry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

A few days later, Wang Ying'er ordered Yuan Mingzhe, who was delirious and wounded, to be sent to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city.

Before leaving, she specially instructed her subordinates to make sure that Yuan Mingzhe did not return.

And all this was heard by Yuan Shuyi, the second lang of Yuan Mansion who was hiding behind the door.

Seeing that the spring is approaching, the rumors that Yuan Mingzhe is haunted by ghosts have gradually disappeared.

The imperial city was very busy with the affairs of the Spring Festival, and Emperor Jing also summoned the servants of the Ministry of Rites several times for this purpose.

After the waiter of the Ministry of Rites withdrew from the Hanyuan Palace, Emperor Jing rubbed his dizzy head.

Seeing this, Kou Huai hurriedly served a cup of warm soothing tea.

"Your Majesty, you haven't closed your eyes much in the past few days, it's so hurtful."

Emperor Jing forcibly opened his eyes, took a sip of soothing tea, and the warmth in his throat was really comfortable.

"Spring Festival is a major event in the selection of talents, so naturally we can't be sloppy. By the way, is there any news from King Ling?"

Kou Huai smiled slightly: "His Royal Highness King Ling has restored all the farmland in Bozhou, and personally led the people to plant saplings, I believe that we will be able to leave for Cangzhou in a few days."

Emperor Jing nodded with satisfaction, "Lin'er really lived up to my expectations, I really treated him poorly in the past."

"Your Majesty's love for his son is always there, and he understands it in his heart when he wants to come to His Royal Highness King Ling."

Kou Huai seemed to be the roundworm in Emperor Jing's stomach, how could he not see the guilt that Emperor Jing harbored for Fu Xuanlin.

Emperor Jing's eagle-sharp eyes were dyed with a touch of sadness at some point, but they were fleeting.

"I hope so. There is one more thing, what happened to the little girl of the Ming Guogong family in Shunhua Prison?"

"Peng Shang Palace ordered someone to send a message, saying that Zhan San Niangzi is smart and clever, and she learns things quickly, and this small test is also among the best in the Jinghong Pavilion."

After hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Emperor Jing's mouth, "Let Peng Shanggong mention a little more, this is small."

The girl's blessings are still there."

"Your Majesty's discernment, Zhan San Niangzi will definitely come out on top."

Emperor Jing nodded, and was about to get up by holding the handle of the dragon chair.

Seeing this, Kou Huai hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Spring is here, let's take a walk with me to the Imperial Garden."

"Yes."

In spring, even the sporadic shoots in the imperial garden can give people a sense of vitality.

Emperor Jing looked at the new green bursting out of the flower bed and unconsciously smiled.

He liked spring the most, because it was that spring that he met the love of his life.

It's a pity that the person he loves doesn't love him.

Emperor Jing let out a long sigh, the past was like smoke, and at this moment, he could only force himself not to think of that person anymore.

"Do you think His Royal Highness King Qi is really that powerful?"

A childish voice came into Emperor Jing's ears.

Emperor Jing followed the prestige and saw two little maids weeding in the bushes under the pavilion.

Another older maid said, "That's not easy to say, if His Royal Highness the King of Qi can really control most of the courtiers, how can he always be subordinate to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The little maid who spoke earlier suddenly lowered her voice and said, "Now it is rumored that His Royal Highness King Qi is the son of the real dragon, and the ministers have long submitted to His Royal Highness King Qi, and His Royal Highness King Qi is the real little emperor. If this is the case, won't this world also be His Royal Highness King Qi in the future?"

"Don't talk nonsense, beware of people who have a heart to hear this, and when the time comes, your head will be cut off!"

The older maid put her hand like a knife on the back of the neck of the little maid from before, which startled the little maid.

"Oops! You're teasing me."

The two little maids laughed and laughed, not realizing that Emperor Jing was standing behind them.

Kou Huai saw that Emperor Jing's face was pale, and immediately shouted, "Who disturbed the Holy Driver!"

When the two of them looked back, it was His Majesty! They were so frightened that they threw down the weeds in their hands and threw themselves to their knees. Z.br>

"The servant disturbs Your Majesty, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive your sins!"

As an emperor, the most taboo thing is that the princes have the intention of usurping the throne.

Emperor Jing never imagined that such a big rebellion was actually the stupid and dull King of Qi.

"Where did you hear that the King of Qi controls the courtiers?"

The two little maids were so frightened that they didn't dare to raise their heads, but the older maid mustered up the courage to speak, "Back to Your Majesty, the servants also listened to what the little maid who went out of the palace with the lady in charge to buy the day before yesterday."

Emperor Jing was so angry that his face was embarrassed, and he immediately ordered the two maids to be imprisoned.

That night, in the Zichen Hall with bright candles, a middle-aged man with a handsome face and a long jade body stood in the center of the hall.

"Your Majesty."

"Shi Yu, I ordered you to lead the shadow guard to secretly investigate the matter of King Qi's control of the courtiers, and there must be no mistake."

"Obey."

Shi Yu bowed his hands and withdrew from the hall.

Late at night seven days later, Shi Yu presented the evidence he had found in front of Emperor Jing.

"I know, go down."

"Yes."

Shi Yu retired, and only Emperor Jing was left in the Zichen Palace.

Emperor Jing carefully looked at the list of officials recorded on the roster and the handles they controlled, and they were basically ugly things that could not be put on the table.

Although it is not a heinous sin, it is a shameful thing to spread.

"Hmph, the next three tricks!" Emperor Jing was furious, "Kou Huai!"

Kou Huai, who was guarding the door, pushed the door in.

"Your Majesty, the old slave is here."

"Go and call me for that obstacle!"