Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

Three days later, in the early morning, someone from the main residence came to say that the carriage had been prepared at the door and asked Feng Zhanye to leave as soon as possible.

In the back hall, Gu Qingzhi was tidying up Feng Zhanye's clothes and giving him soft instructions.

"Entering the palace this time is just a chance. Don't force yourself. If it's too difficult, don't try to force yourself. Come back and think of a solution."

"I know."

Feng Zhanye nodded and let her adjust his belt.

"Also, be careful of your surroundings. You don't know if the person who tried to assassinate you in the palace that day will try again. You must be on guard at all times."

"it is good."

Gu Qingzhi looked up at him. The young man agreed readily, but his eyes were staring at her without blinking, and it seemed that he didn't listen carefully.

"Do you remember what I said?"

She straightened up and raised an eyebrow, looking ready to lecture.

Unexpectedly, the boy laughed and said, "This is the fourth time Sister Azhi has reminded me. I'm about to memorize it."

It turns out that he thinks she is too long-winded, but has he said it so many times?

Gu Qingzhi coughed awkwardly: "Eat well."

"You've said this three times." The young man was still smiling and staring at her, but Gu Qingzhi felt that there was some mischief in his smile.

"Okay, go quickly. If the Left Prime Minister arrives first, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you again."

To hide her embarrassment, she patted his shoulder and urged him on.

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhanye leaned forward and put his arms around her waist.

"Sister Azhi..."

His voice was soft, with a hint of inexplicable sweetness.

Feng Zhanye rested his chin on her shoulder and held her tighter with his arms.

This kid...is getting more and more clingy...

Gu Qingzhi thought about it and had no choice but to let him hug her like this.

"Will you wait for me to come back?"

"of course."

Feng Zhanye brought Mrs. Chen Qi, who was disguised as a maid, out of the prime minister's residence and met the left prime minister who was standing in front of the door with his hands behind his back, waiting.

The servant beside him heard the footsteps, looked back and signaled to Zuo Fuhong that Feng Zhan Ye had arrived.

"teacher."

Feng Zhanye paused, stepped forward and spoke respectfully, but Zuo Fuhong did not turn around.

"It seems that you had a good rest last night. I believe you can devote yourself to the ritual today."

Feng Zhanye could of course hear the admonition in his words: "I am ashamed to have kept you waiting for so long."

Zuo Fuhong glanced at him coldly, and happened to see Mrs. Chen Qi following behind him, her eyes fixed on him, as if she wanted to see through him.

"Is there not enough manpower in the other courtyard? Why is it a stranger?"

Feng Zhanye had expected him to ask, so he smiled naturally and said, "I accidentally saw her being bullied when I went out a few days ago. I couldn't bear it, so I rescued her."

Zuo Fuhong was not a fool. He turned around and gave the servant beside him a look before speaking slowly, "You are kind-hearted, but the Xiangfu is not a charity, and not everyone can come in at will. Send her away when you come back today."

Feng Zhanye nodded calmly: "Student will follow the teacher's instructions."

"It's almost time, get in the car."

Two carriages moved towards the palace one after the other.

Feng Zhanye sat in the carriage, thinking about Zuo Fuhong's reaction just now.

There is no doubt that Zuo Fuhong was indeed very cautious and had some doubts about the sudden appearance of Mrs. Chen Qi beside him.

But he didn't seem to reveal much hostility, which was beyond his expectation.

He turned his head to look out the window. The morning sunlight shone through the window lattice onto his face, feeling warm.

He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that things would go smoothly today.

The carriage soon entered the triple palace gates. Unlike the last time, this time the passage was almost unobstructed.

No one came to check the carriage of the prime minister's residence, and even the routine questions became very polite.

There is a world of difference between them.

Feng Zhanye suppressed the sneer on his face and followed the left prime minister out of the carriage.

Two eunuchs in dark red official robes were waiting not far away. When they saw the person coming, they hurried over to greet him.

"Master Zuo, the emperor is already waiting for you in the Imperial Library. Please follow me."

Zuo Fuhong nodded and was about to signal Feng Zhanye behind him to follow, but another eunuch spoke first.

"The Empress Defei has obtained the permission of His Majesty to exempt Your Highness Prince Duan from paying respects. Your Highness, please follow me directly to the execution ground."

Instead of going to see Emperor Yu first, Defei's arrangement could be considered a form of protection for Feng Zhanye.

If we follow Zuo Fuhong to meet the emperor directly, if he tries to make trouble or says something to Emperor Yu to stop the ritual, all the planning for so many days will be in vain.

Feng Zhanye still pretended to be obedient and looked at Zuo Fuhong, as if asking for his consent.

Zuo Fuhong just glanced at him, said calmly "Go", and followed the eunuch to the direction of the Imperial Library.

Today's rituals were being prepared in Chonghe Hall. The eunuch leading Feng Zhanye took him around a small path.

Just as Feng Zhanye's heart was slightly alert, a series of footsteps appeared behind him.

He looked back and saw two well-dressed men walking towards him.

Gao Ye, who was dressed in black, grinned when he saw him, took a few quick steps, put his arm around his shoulders and patted him.

"Weren't you curious about my retainer that day? Come, let me introduce you to Pei Xie. He will focus on protecting you today."

Feng Zhanye followed his gaze and saw a boy about his age standing behind him.

"Yinzhou Pei Xie greets His Royal Highness Prince Duan."

The young man was dressed in jet black. He bowed with his hands clasped in greeting. The fingers of his two hands were quite slender. His voice was gentle and his face was full of bookish air. He did not look like a thug but more like someone's accountant.

Before he looked up, Feng Zhanye was skeptical if someone told him that this was the person who delivered the letter with a dart that day. However, when he looked up at him, he seemed to understand a little.

Pei Xie wore a necklace woven with black rope around his neck, but underneath that was a circle of brightly colored, hideous scars that looked like burns and must have been there for quite some time.

“No need to be so polite. I’ll have to thank you for your hard work today.” Feng Zhanye nodded at him.

"Your Highness is welcome."

As he spoke, Pei Xie's eyes revealed a maturity and depth that was totally unbefitting of his age, yet also a contradictory frankness.

Feng Zhanye always felt that this straightforwardness was somewhat familiar, and it was quite similar to that of Sister Azhi.

After the few people had discussed it, Gao Ye took Pei Xie and went ahead, while Feng Zhan Ye and Mrs. Chen Qi waited for a while before arriving at Chonghe Hall.

Before entering the hall, you can see the smoke rising from the air and all kinds of fruits, wine and food for sacrifices placed on the table.

In the center is a magnificent golden statue, and on both sides stand several Taoist priests with immortal looks.

When Feng Zhanye stepped into the hall, he saw Concubine De talking to Gao Ye.

It was still early, and there were only the two of them, some palace maids and Taoist priests in the hall.

"Hello, Madam Defei."

Feng Zhanye stepped forward and greeted him, and Concubine De smiled and nodded at him.

"Prince Duan is here, but the execution ground has not been set up yet. Please take a seat and wait for a while."

Probably to avoid suspicion, Defei's attitude today was not cold, but it was not as friendly as the previous times they met. She just greeted him and continued to work with Gao Ye.

Only Pei Xie stood not far away, seemingly with his head bowed respectfully, but in fact his eyes glanced towards Feng Zhanye from time to time.

Feng Zhanye and Mrs. Chen Qi sat down beside a small table. Looking at the tablets on the altar in the hall, they felt a little sad.

Soon, the execution ground was set up, and Feng Zhanye also sat in the position for relatives to offer sacrifices according to the instructions of several Taoist priests.

At this time, the sound of a message was heard outside the house.

"The Queen is here!"