The Evil Emperor's Favorite: The Sickly and Poisonous Concubine Goes Crazy

"grown ups!"

The dark ghost ignored him and went straight into the inner room.

When the King of Chen saw the dark ghost coming suddenly, he frowned and looked at him:

"Why is the teacher here?"

"Your Highness, the Queen Mother will find a way to deal with the affairs of Yaozhou. You don't need to interfere." An Gui's voice was hoarse and it was impossible to tell his emotions.

"The Empress Dowager doesn't allow me to intervene? Why? Nothing can happen in Yaozhou!" Prince Chen was puzzled.

"Your Highness, just need to listen to the Queen. This is what the Queen has instructed your Highness to do." An Gui did not explain to him, but took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Prince Chen.

Prince Chen said nothing more, took the letter and began to read.

The content of the letter made him frown, but he couldn't hide the restlessness in his heart.

The Shen family was suppressed to this extent this time. The Empress Dowager had indeed kept a trick up her sleeve. Father resigned from the position of teacher. It seemed that the Empress Dowager had lost the Nether Guard, but the Nether Guard had been in the hands of the Empress Dowager for so many years, how could it be lost so easily? Father lowered his guard against the Empress Dowager and the Nether Guard. If they joined forces with South Vietnam to cause chaos at this time, and were distracted from the view, it would be easier for the Imperial Capital to act.

Thinking of the cold look his father gave him yesterday, he closed his eyes.

Father, you are the one who forced me to this point.

When he raised his head again, his eyes were filled with undisguised ambition.

"In five days, the Duke of Zhenguo and the rest of the Su family army will leave the capital and return to the northern border to guard the border. The court is full of civil officials, and there are not many people who can be of great use to your majesty. Your Highness can do what the queen says, and don't make a fool of yourself like yesterday."

"Your Highness, only if you are ruthless enough can you accomplish great things."

The dark ghost left a word and turned away.

Prince Chen glanced at the place names in the letter. They were all small households close to the imperial capital. Their ancestors were clean and would not attract attention. His father would certainly not notice them. These places were all hidden stakes planted by the imperial grandmother when she left the capital.

He lowered his head to look at the letter again, wrote down its contents, and then threw it into the stove, turning it into ashes. Then he left the house and entered the guarded courtyard in the back house alone.

The courtyard was swept cleanly, but no one lived there, so it seemed a bit cold and desolate.

Prince Chen pushed the door open and entered the room. Looking at the tablet standing inside, the aura around him was gloomy and dark, and hatred was evident in his eyes.

His mother was such a proud person, but she suffered humiliation before her death and not even a corpse was left. As a son, if he wanted to pay tribute to his mother, he had to do it secretly and without permission.

He stepped forward and wanted to burn a stick of incense for his mother, but his face suddenly froze. He looked around vigilantly but found no one.

A letter appeared quietly on the incense table.

The Prince of Chen tore the letter hesitantly and looked down at it, his expression becoming more and more ugly. He took two steps back in disbelief, his body becoming cold and stiff. Finally, he suddenly tore the letter into pieces and threw them all over the floor.

“Total nonsense!!!”

He is obviously of imperial blood! The son of his father! The Prince of the Great Zhou! How dare a lowly eunuch defile his eyes and insult his mother's reputation!

Prince Chen looked at the shredded paper on the floor, his eyes red with anger. He didn't want to believe what was written on the letter, but his mother died so tragically, and no one told him about it. Even the Empress Dowager didn't allow him to touch on this matter. All of this made him believe the contents of the letter.

Who put this letter here? He turned around and wanted to order someone to check, but he stopped and turned back. He slowly squatted down, picked up the debris on the ground bit by bit with an expressionless face, threw it into the incense burner, and burned it all.

At this point, it doesn’t matter whether he is of royal blood or not. As long as he becomes the master of the Great Zhou, who dares to say a word about him!

After a long time, he pushed the door and walked out.

"Who has been here today?" he asked in a deep voice with a gloomy face.

The guard at the door saw that he looked unhappy, and immediately replied nervously: "Your Majesty, no one has been here today."

Prince Chen glanced at the two of them and saw that they didn't seem to be lying, so he didn't get angry. Thinking of the person who had been staring at him since he came back from Beiyang Palace yesterday, and someone else entered his palace today as if it were no one's home, his hair stood on end instantly.

I'm afraid there have been so many outsiders in his house since he didn't know when.

"A Bing, think of a way to get rid of the other people in the mansion in the next few days." He ordered coldly to the young man who appeared behind him at some point.

"Yes." The young man nodded in response.

Chen Wang walked forward a few steps, as if he had thought of something, and after hesitating for a while, he said to him:

"Prepare gifts for this prince, and go to Beiyang Palace tomorrow morning to apologize."

The next day, in front of Beiyang Palace.

Gu Yan'an looked at the girl leaning against the doorpost inside the gate with a gloomy look, her eyebrows and eyes full of dissatisfaction and impatience. He smiled softly, turned around and walked in front of her, bent down and coaxed her:

"Okay, don't be angry."

"It's not that I don't want you to go, but Qushu County is a long way away, and I have to go to the southern border. It's winter now, and you're prone to colds. I'll go quickly and come back soon. Once this matter is settled, I'll take you and the old man back to the northern border. Haven't you wanted to go for a long time?"

Su Jingning looked up at him, slapped his head to get rid of the hands that were rubbing randomly, stood up straight, took a porcelain bottle from Yun Qing beside him, and threw it into his arms.

"Once a day, don't forget to apply it."

"Okay! I will definitely follow your instructions." Gu Yan'an took it gently, his smile grew wider, and he put the medicine into his arms.

Su Jingning's expression eased slightly, he stared at him and said in a clear voice:

"Don't get hurt, I'll wait for you to come back."

Gu Yan'an smiled warmly, lowered his head and hugged her: "Got it."

Su Jingning continued to chatter and reminded him several times what he had just said.

"Master Gu! What a coincidence! I was just about to pay you a visit and met you right at the door." Prince Chen pretended to be surprised and interrupted the two of them.

Su Jingning turned her head and saw the smiling face of the Prince of Chen, and frowned slightly in displeasure. The person next to her noticed it, pinched her nails lightly, and whispered to comfort her.

Gu Yan'an concealed the tenderness in his eyes towards Su Jingning and turned to look at Prince Chen.

He did not bow, his expression was cold and oppressive. After a long while, he glanced with contempt at the servant behind him who was carrying the gift box.

"Your Highness Prince Chen, what is this?"

Prince Chen seemed not to notice the contempt and indifference on his face, and smiled kindly: "To be honest, it has been many days since the assassination of the Royal Grandmother, but the murderer is still at large. I was a little anxious yesterday, so I disturbed the old prince and the Crown Prince's wife. Today I came to apologize to the old prince."

Prince Chen paused, then looked at Su Jingning who was standing in the mansion, and bowed to her and said, "Yesterday, I was anxious and presumptuous, and disturbed the Crown Prince's wife. I hope the Crown Prince's wife will not blame me."

Su Jingning had an indifferent expression. He just raised his eyes and glanced at Prince Chen without saying anything.

Gu Yan'an slightly turned his body to hide the person behind him. When he looked at Prince Chen again, his eyes were no longer filled with patience:

"Your Highness, I, the Beiyang Palace, dare not accept this gift."

"However, I have a great gift for His Royal Highness Prince Chen."

The smile on Prince Chen’s face froze and he looked at Gu Yan’an.

Gu Yan settled down for a moment, as if he was puzzled: "Oh? Your Highness Prince Chen, don't you know? I just received news yesterday that the murderer who assassinated the Queen Mother was executed in Anzhou yesterday. The body will be in the capital in two days."

Prince Chen's expression changed slightly, but he seemed not to understand what he was saying.

"By the way, the assassin entered the Imperial Capital with His Royal Highness Prince Chen's warrant, and escaped from the Imperial Capital because of His Royal Highness Prince Chen's warrant."

Gu Yan'an's eyes swept past him and looked at the Dali Temple constables and the Imperial Guard generals who were walking towards them behind him.

"What do you mean!" The smile on Prince Chen's face completely disappeared, and he asked Gu Yan'an with a grim expression.

Gu Yan'an raised his eyebrows, suppressed the smile in his eyes, and a dangerous aura emanated from his body: "It's just a small gift for Your Highness. You're welcome."

After saying that, he turned around and stopped looking at Prince Chen, whose face was ashen, and walked towards Su Jingning in the palace.

He whispered a few words to Su Jingning, and then watched him walk away. Then he solemnly instructed the guards in front of the palace in front of the Prince:

"Guard the palace well. If anyone dares to trespass again, show no mercy and use the newly refined eagle crossbows to practice with them."

"Yes."

After hearing his words, the Prince of Chen, who was left aside, looked even uglier, but he could only force himself not to lose his temper. He watched Gu Yan'an pass by him as if no one was around, then he got on his horse and left with his men.

“Your Highness, this… this… this Prince of Beiyang is so arrogant! He looks down on Your Highness, this is extremely disrespectful!” The palace steward at the side was so angry that his face turned red and he couldn’t speak smoothly.

Prince Chen looked at his departing back, and then saw the Dali Temple constable and the imperial guards walking straight towards him. His face was so gloomy that it seemed as if ink could drip out.