The second prince Yan Yue's position in this deep palace is quite embarrassing.

He was quite favored by Emperor Xiande, but he had no biological mother to take care of him, and his health has not been good for medicine.

Fortunately, he is known for his gentle and kind temperament, and many palace people are grateful for his good temperament, and they will secretly take care of it.

Of course, Yan Yue knew very well in his heart that most of this glimmer of care was based on Emperor Xiande's favor for him.

He also knew in his heart that his father's love for him was no different from that of ordinary cats and dogs.

When I like to remember it in my heart, I won't be stingy with giving you a little good thing, but once I don't like it, it's a hell of a thought.

"Your Highness, everything you want to check is here."

A deep voice suddenly came from the empty hall.

Yan Yue nodded: "Put it on the case." ”

It was as if a breeze was blowing, and something was gently placed on the desk, and the figure that spoke out never appeared.

This is his mother's family, the secret guard given to him by the Zhang family of the Protector Mansion.

Since Empress Zhang was deposed and hanged, the original Xuanhe's deputy protector has gradually fallen silent.

When Yan Yue returned to the palace, many people set their eyes on the Protector Mansion - a prince supported by a strong maternal family and a prince with no background are naturally different.

However, to everyone's surprise, the Protector Mansion did not say anything to this Second Highness.

Not only did he not say anything, but even on some occasions, the current Duke of Protector, that is, Yan Yue's own uncle, made it clear that he wanted to draw a line with the palace.

Of course, there are many people who won't believe it, and many people think that this is just the appearance made by the Protectorate Mansion.

Yet a year has passed, two years have passed......

To everyone's surprise, the Protector Mansion and the Second Prince were really like passers-by!

Yan Yue got up, walked to the table, and reached out to pick up some of the information on it.

No one underestimated the patience of him and the Protector Mansion, and he and the Protector Mansion, in order not to arouse the suspicion of others, especially the most honorable person, they endured it for several years before they got on the line.

The thick information is not confidential, but some strange anecdotes.

The most of them are nothing more than some grotesque legends in various places, such as the transformation of ordinary objects into demons.

He wanted to know more about Sister Peony.

He didn't worry that these things would be seen by Zhong Yue, although Zhong Qing was always distracted by Yan Yue's body, he would never ask about his layout and privacy, unless Yan Yue took the initiative to mention it to her.

For example, at this moment, Zhong Qing knew that there were people in the Protectorate Mansion to protect this Yan Yue, and he also knew that Yan Yue asked them to check something.

But she won't go to see what Yan Yue did.

She will teach and protect Yan Yue, but will not interfere in any decisions in his life.

Yan Yue was a little dissatisfied.

Most of the things found above are just folklore.

It looks okay to use it as a pastime, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that it is full of loopholes and does not have any reference at all.

Yan Yue's eyebrows were a little annoyed.

Although he and Sister Peony are close, he only knows that she is a demon formed by the peony flower, has a little special ability, and has a longer lifespan than humans, but other than that, he still doesn't know anything about her.

He was not reconciled.

He wanted to know more about her, and even wanted to control her.

Of course, he wants a beauty, and he won't let go of this country.

He didn't plan to endure it for a few more years, but he didn't expect someone to be even more impatient than him.