I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 150 Meet Her in Person
Inn, Room No. 1.

The attendant pushed the door open and walked in. Prince Li was having some snacks. When he saw him coming back, he raised his chin slightly and asked, "How is it?"

The attendant bowed and reported: "The Shuntian prefect has taken the man away and is preparing for a thorough investigation."

"The person died after eating porridge, what's there to investigate?" Prince Li frowned in dissatisfaction, thinking that Dong Yi really didn't know how to do things. He didn't even know how to catch the Grand Tutor's handle even though he had handed it to him.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Did you leave any clues?"

The attendant shook his head: "I have disguised myself, and the strychnine was prepared secretly, so it should not be found on me."

"You are quite capable." Prince Li was very satisfied with the new attendant his father had assigned to him. Looking at his bare right thumb, he asked, "Did you find my ring?"

The attendant nodded, took out a white jade ring from his bosom, and presented it with both hands: "It was found by the yamen runners of Shuntian Prefecture in the haystack beside the Sanxian Bridge."

Prince Li took it, glanced at it, and then put it on his right thumb. It was the perfect size, neither too big nor too small.

He snorted softly: "It's my ring, it's true. They know how to do it."

After finding the ring and successfully tricking the Grand Master, he felt a little better. He picked up the snack and continued to eat, asking, "Have you contacted the person?"

The attendant replied, "According to the prince's instructions, everything has been arranged."

Prince Li nodded and said, "Come with me for a walk and buy some fashionable clothes and jewelry for mother and little sister."

The attendant asked, "Should we invite Princess Aidare to join us?"

When he mentioned this, Prince Li immediately remembered that he had been stood up, and his mood started to deteriorate again: "That woman is ungrateful. I don't want to see her today."

He handed the unfinished date paste cake to his follower and said, "This is a reward for you. Eat it up."

The follower who hated sweets took the cake and said, "Thank you, my Lord, for the reward."

——I can’t even do this crappy job for a day!

*
Posthouse.

The guard raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The woman's laughter suddenly stopped, and Wei Mingliang's voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"

The guard said, "Princess Meizhen invites you to the pavilion to enjoy the snow."

"No." Wei Mingliang teased the beauty in his arms nonchalantly, his fingers wandering on her snow-white skin, "Just say I'm discussing something with the master and send the pair of jade bracelets in the box to him."

The guard took the order and left. Soon the woman's sweet voice was heard again in the room.

After some sex, Wei Mingliang waved his hand to let the beauty go out. The beauty blew him a kiss reluctantly, smiled sweetly, put on her clothes and went out.

The door closed, the smile on Wei Mingliang's lips fell, he stood up and walked to the desk, picked up his pen and started painting.

With just a few strokes, the characters come to life on paper.

One is a palace maid wearing a cloak, and the other is a little eunuch wearing a blue eunuch uniform.

From memory, he focused on the eyes.

Putting the two portraits together, Wei Mingliang squinted and looked at them. Although they were carefully retouched, they were clearly the same person.

He touched his chin.

According to his observation, this fake eunuch rarely spoke except standing there blankly.

Why did Emperor Shunguang let this palace maid pretend to be a eunuch?
He inexplicably cared about this palace maid and trusted his intuition very much.

There must be something special about this palace maid, perhaps... He reached out and tapped the eyes of the portrait. Before leaving Sheng Kingdom, he should meet her in person.

At this moment, the voice of a maid came from outside the house, "Third Prince, His Highness is resting, you can't break in!" "Get out of the way!" Yin Taiyu waved away the maid's arm and kicked towards the door.

Inside the room, Wei Mingliang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he quickly folded the drawing paper and pressed it under the book on the left.

Just as he put the book back to its place, he heard a 'bang' and the closed door was kicked open. Yin Taiyu walked in angrily, gritted his teeth, and punched Wei Mingliang in the face.

Wei Mingliang dodged to the side, raised his hand to grasp his wrist, twisted it and pressed it, pressing the man back onto the desk.

His eyes were cold, but his tone was smiling: "What kind of big event could make His Royal Highness the Third Prince disregard his status and come here uninvited, and even kick my door?"

"Asshole!" Yin Taiyu struggled hard, "Let me go!"

Seeing his fair face turn red with anger, Wei Mingliang let go at the right time and took two steps back, just in time to avoid Yin Taiyu's counterattack.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Yin Taiyu's empty fist. "If the Third Prince touches me again, I will not be polite."

"Bah!" Yin Taiyu spat at him angrily, staring at him and questioning, "What did you do to Meizhen?"

"I haven't even spoken to Princess Meizhen, what can I do to her?" Wei Mingliang spread his hands and shrugged, looking innocent, "Third Prince, please don't wrongly accuse a good person."

"How dare you say this isn't from you?" Yin Taiyu threw a red box to him.

The box opened in mid-air and a pair of green jade bracelets fell out. If Wei Mingliang had not caught them quickly, they would have been broken into several pieces.

He grabbed the jade bracelet and shook it towards Yin Taiyu: "Bracelets of this quality are not easy to come by. It's a pity to break it like this. The third prince is really wasting a gift from heaven."

Yin Taiyu was so angry that he wanted to bite him: "Stop talking about other things. You knew that Meizhen was here to marry a foreign princess, so why did you do such misleading things? What is your intention? "

"Shh!" Wei Mingliang raised his hand to his lips, "Don't get excited."

He winked at the maid, who immediately left and closed the door.

Wei Mingliang smiled at Yin Taiyu, "Princess Meizhen is here to marry, but Princess Meizhen's personal maid is not. I just teased a maid, is it worth the third prince to be so angry?"

Yin Taiyu's pupils shrank suddenly, "You..."

"The Third Prince is really brave to pass off a fake as a real one." Wei Mingliang raised the corner of his lips and smiled meaningfully, "If Emperor Shunguang knew that Goryeo had sent a fake princess to marry, what would his reaction be?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? What fake princess? That's not true!" Yin Taiyu's eyes rolled around and his toes turned outward. "You'd better stay away from Meizhen, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

After saying that, he walked away.

As soon as one foot stepped out of the threshold, a cold voice came from behind, "If the Third Prince walks out of this door, I will immediately meet with Emperor Shunguang. With the Third Prince's intelligence, he must know what I will say to Emperor Shunguang. Do you want to bet?"

Yin Taiyu clenched his fists, and his whole body seemed to be nailed to the spot, stiff as a stone.

Seeing this, Wei Mingliang stepped forward with a smile, and put his hand on his shoulder, like a brother: "I have a pot of fine wine from my collection, and I sincerely invite the third prince to have a taste."

*
The snowy night seems especially quiet, and it is even quieter near midnight.

Shangbao Siqing was in a state of anxiety and tossed and turned in his study room but could not fall asleep. He simply put on his clothes and called the servant to go to the pavilion to cook wine and enjoy the snow.

Snowflakes fell slowly, dyeing the entire garden a frosty white.

As he watched, Shang Bao Si Qing's troubled thoughts slowly calmed down. He held the wine glass and ate a plate of fried peanuts comfortably.

"call--"

The cold wind suddenly changed direction, and a few snowflakes blew in, sticking to my neck. It should have been freezing, but it felt strangely warm.

He turned his head in confusion, and in his bright red vision, he saw the servant's head falling down.

Gululu, the head rolled into the snow, and the flying blood made clusters of red plum blossoms bloom on the snow...