After reading my mind, Daddy, why don't you smile?

The subordinate said: "The 'Yi Hun' was stolen from the palace by a young eunuch. After several twists and turns, it finally appeared, but was given to the daughter of a minor official by Shangguan Chengjing. Then, along with the little girl, she fell off the cliff. Wangfeng Mountain is so steep that even the little girl's body was nowhere to be found. Perhaps it was the 'Yi Hun'..."

"Impossible!" Wei Ju growled. He obviously didn't want to admit this fact.

He shouted, "Go find it again! Send more people to look for it!"

The men were startled and said, "Yes!"

Wei Ju waved his hand irritably and asked people to leave.

Hyomin has been dead for ten years, how could she come back to life?

If she can come back, why can't his Zhen'er?

Wei Ju's cold face gradually became ferocious.

Suddenly, a report came from the door, "Sir Wei, His Majesty wants to see you!"

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

"What do you want to discuss with me in secret?"

"Your Majesty, I want to report a secret case from more than 30 years ago!"

"Oh?" Emperor Jianxi looked stern.

Then Gongsun Yuda said solemnly, "Your Majesty, I want to report that Wei Ju bribed the wet nurse while Queen Xiaomin was giving birth, replaced the real prince, imprisoned him in a dark room, and tortured him with secret drugs for more than ten years!"

Emperor Jianxi brushed off the memorials and inkstone on the table and growled in disbelief, "You are talking nonsense! What proof do you have?!"

Emperor Jianxi's chest rose and fell. He didn't believe that his Cong'er...

Gongsun Yuda was startled by Emperor Jianxi's roar. She swallowed and lowered her voice, "I... I have no evidence, but I have been possessed by that beast Wei Ju for many years. I once overheard Wei Ju talking to someone, saying that the Duke of Zhenguo led troops to search Wei Ju's private residence, and the real prince was in the secret room under the house, and the real prince escaped during the chaos..."

Emperor Jianxi's eyes went dark, he covered his chest, and suddenly fell down on the dragon throne. He endured the sharp pain from his heart, his brows twisted into a knot, and stretched out his hand to the door and growled, "Wu Yonggui! Wu Yonggui! Pass on my order..."

Wu Yonggui came in and was startled. "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Someone, call the imperial physician!"

Emperor Jianxi waved his hand at him and said, "Go and summon Wei Ju to the palace, summon the Duke of Zhenguo to the palace!"

Zhenguogongfu.

Dry Garden.

Shangguan Shu arranged the furnishings inside according to Zhao Ying's previous preferences, from the patterns on the bedding and the embroidered shoes under the bed to the screens and the zither... everything was as if Zhao Ying had never left.

There was only one more thing, a birdcage with a colorful parrot in it.

The parrot was still young and could not speak much, so Shangguan Shu fed and taught it every day. Finally, one day, when the dormitory was dark, the bird heard his footsteps from afar and called out, "Runlang..."

5 points, still need to be taught...

As usual, he did not turn on the light and let himself fall into darkness. It was eerily quiet around him, so quiet that only his breathing could be heard.

He could feel that he was now sinking into depravity while being sober.

A pair of hands reaching out from the hell of endless suffering were pulling him in at any moment.

Zhao Ying, he missed her so much that he was going crazy.

He wanted to hug her, kiss her, possess her madly, and show her the darkness and meanness in his heart. He didn't want to be like he was now, pretending to be peaceful, gentle, and considerate in front of her, pretending that he was satisfied with the status quo, pretending that he didn't want to force her!

He was really fed up with days like this!

Shangguan Shu closed his eyes, his jaw was taut, and his twitching eyebrows revealed his pain and forbearance.

He seemed to be trapped in a dark quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper... After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes and forced himself to climb out of the quagmire. However, his body came out but his soul remained inside.

Shangguan Shu stood up expressionlessly and lit the lamp. The weak candlelight shone on his face, dim and unclear. Suddenly, his eyebrows softened and he said softly, "Ying'er, is this okay?"

"Runlang, come back and stay with me..."

Parrots are well trained.

At the door, Yu Xi whispered, "My Lord, the master has entered the palace!"

Shangguan Shu's eyes shone, and he replied, "I know."

After a while, the secret guard stood outside the bead curtain and reported, "Master, everything has been done."

Shangguan Shu was teasing the parrot lazily. Hearing this, he hummed softly and asked, "How is Shao Yihui now?"

"Shao Yihui should have interrogated the wet nurse and sent someone to escort her out of the capital. I will follow your instructions and have someone follow her..."

Shangguan Shu sneered when he heard this, and said cryptically, "He is smarter than Zhao Cong."

The secret guard was puzzled, "What does the master mean?"

"You don't need to know this, just pass on another message for me!"

"Who?"

Shangguan Shu smiled cunningly, revealing the ruthlessness and scheming of a powerful official who manipulates power without making a sound. His face hidden in the darkness was not very clear, but it made people feel more oppressed and suffocated.

The secret guard lowered his head again.

Shangguan Shu said calmly, "One for Shangguan Zhu, and one for Wei Fu."

"The ebb and flow of the tide, the waxing and waning of the moon, all these feelings are actually just about one choice. Now I'm putting this opportunity in front of them, and it depends on how they choose."

An inn a hundred miles away.

The prince's carriage stopped at the post station. The accompanying royal guards numbered over a thousand men, forming three layers inside and outside the carriage, guarding the bright yellow carriage in the middle very tightly.

From the governor to the prefect, all the officials knelt to welcome him. Although it was late at night, the person passing by was the prince, so how could they be negligent?

"I am here to see His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Zhao Cong stepped out of the carriage and said calmly, "Get up!"

The next second, seeing the huge crowd below, Zhao Cong frowned and said, "It's late at night, I don't want to disturb others, everyone go back!"

The officials looked at each other and responded after a while.

But he still waited until Zhao Cong was sent to the post station before leaving.

Zhao Cong got off the carriage but did not leave. Instead, he turned around as if waiting for something. All the officials looked curiously and sure enough, a masked woman walked out of the carriage with her hair tied up in a normal bun. It was not clear in the dark, but there were some silver threads mixed in the bun, so she might be quite old.

The officials became even more curious. They originally thought that the prince was on a business trip and had a brief romance, but looking at the old woman, it didn't seem like that.

The old woman had a slim figure, a slender waist, and was wearing a plain robe. She stood on the carriage, slightly bent. The prince's hand was already stretched out in front of her, and the old woman put her hand on it. The hand was slender and smooth like that of a young girl. The only flaw was that it was a little dark.

The prince helped the old woman down, then turned around and put his hands behind his back, showing the posture of a crown prince. The old woman, on the other hand, lowered her head slightly, looking a little respectful.

The prince walked in front and the old woman walked behind.

When the officials saw the person leaving, they curiously went to ask the accompanying guards and learned that the old woman was the nanny sent by His Majesty to serve the prince. The prince took pity on her old age and allowed her to ride with him.

After hearing these words, everyone was no longer surprised to see the old woman and the prince enter the same room again. If it was a nanny, she would have to serve him.

The door was closed. Before closing, the prince said, "Bring me a basin of water to wash my feet!"

"Yes, I obey!"

The door creaked shut.

The next second, the prince was hit hard on the head.

The prince groaned, covered his head, frowned and looked at the old woman with her arms folded behind him, and said weakly, "Mother, please be gentle!"

"If I don't beat you to death, it's because of my overflowing maternal love. You little wall lamp is firing at an old crow's nest! Pah!" The old woman waved her hand and slapped her again, making her palm burn. "Hit me! Pah!"

The prince covered his head and ran around like a monkey, wailing, "Mother, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong!"

"You've been beating me all the way..."