The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

This morning meeting covered a wide range of topics, including matters concerning the royal family, the harem, the previous dynasty, assassin organizations, and many factions.

During this period, the personal guards also reported the news sent by Jingzhao Yin.

In the Jingzhao prison, after unconsciously taking Yun Mujiu's medicine to help improve and restore memory for a long time, Doctor Wu's already confused mental state became even more confused. From time to time, he would be in a trance due to memory recurrence and memory confusion. This situation often occurred when he recalled old things. This proved that Doctor Wu's mental state was getting better, and those important past events that should not be forgotten would eventually surface.

In less than half an hour, a meeting convened by Ye Xiaohan and his subordinates came to an end. He made a comprehensive overall arrangement based on various matters, and the people under him just followed his orders.

Several generals and the Hanying Guards retreated upon receiving the order, leaving only Wei Bai, Wei Song and Du Ziheng, a member of the Night King's personal group, in the study room, along with Butler Zeng and two servants in the corner.

Ye Xiaohan didn't look at Wei Bai and the others, but calmly corrected the pile of documents on the desk.

"Your Highness." Wei Song suddenly spoke, disturbing the silence in the room. Wei Bai and Du Ziheng turned their heads to look at Wei Song, and the message conveyed in their eyes was "Why do you have something to report?"

Wei Song ignored the two men's winking looks, walked straight to the desk, and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Your Highness, please forgive me for asking such a bold question - is it really necessary to investigate the princess's master?" Previously, the prince did not allow them to go to Soul Stealing Yuanxi to inquire about the princess' experience of purchasing supplies at Soul Stealing Attic. Now, does he not plan to investigate the princess's mysterious master anymore?

Wei Bai and Du Ziheng were shocked and wanted to pull Wei Song back, but the ruffian refused and pulled back the corner of the gray martial robe that Wei Bai was holding.

Ye Xiaohan didn't raise his head and said coldly: "No need."

"But Your Majesty, even the Soul-Snatching Pavilion Master is secretly investigating the origins of the princess's master. As people from the Night Palace, we are closer to the princess. Shouldn't we conduct a detailed investigation?"

silence…

Still quiet...

The study was so quiet that the only sound was the faint sound of Ye Xiaohan flipping through rice paper.

“Not only is the Ye Palace battling against the Soul Stealer, but the princess has also counterattacked the Soul Stealer.” Ye Xiaohan said calmly.

"Yes, yes, yes, the prince is right." Wei Bai quickly followed up and said, "Didn't the princess release a lot of false news in a row? The princess knows what's going on and will definitely be able to deal with the investigating killers of the Soul Stealer gang. Wei Song, don't worry about it."

Wei Bai felt that he seemed to understand what the prince meant, and he turned around and pointed out the deep meaning of the prince's words to Wei Song: "There is nothing to worry about."

Wei Song shook his head, looked directly at Ye Xiaohan, and explained seriously: "Your Majesty, I am not worried about how to deal with Soul Stealer Yuanxi."

He knew that what the prince and Wei Song had just said was pointing out what measures their Yewang Mansion and even the princess herself had taken in the investigation of soul-stealing.

Du Ziheng's blue sleeves fluttered as he stood in front of Wei Song. He whispered, "Fool, what do you want to do?"

Wei Song ignored him. Seeing that the prince didn't react to him, he made up his mind and continued talking.

"Your Highness, what I mean is, in case there are any mistakes or changes, should we continue to investigate the origins of the Princess's master?"

With a "click..." sound, a document bound with rice paper fell on the heavy rosewood desk.

Ye Xiaohan raised his eyes and said coldly: "No need."

Wei Song's face turned pale, and he knew that the prince had made up his mind. No matter what, the prince would definitely not investigate the princess again.

Ye Xiaohan stared at Wei Song's ever-changing expression and said without question, "Go down and receive your punishment."

"Yes... I know I was wrong." Wei Song's forehead was sweating and his lips were trembling as he answered. He saluted tremblingly and then walked out with difficulty.

Wei Bai and Du Ziheng looked at each other, and at this moment a cold voice rang in their ears: "Get lost."

The two were horrified, said goodbye in a hurry, and ran down.

What a joke! What's wrong with this idiot Wei Song?

The princess has had more in-depth conversations with the prince recently. Although she didn't tell him everything about her, at least she opened her heart to him.

Even if the princess did not make a final decision due to certain factors, the prince had no objection. Instead, Wei Song wanted to investigate the princess under the pretext of worrying about the prince. He was really meddling in other people's business and acting beyond his authority.

In short, it can be summed up in one sentence: the prince himself has no opinion on the special qualities of the princess. The prince believes in and cares for the princess, and that is enough. Everything is based on the prince's own wishes.

After everyone left, Ye Xiaohan was left alone in the empty room.

He stared at the closed door, his eyes distant and flickering with some unknown emotions.

In Huayang Courtyard, the royal guards dragged a long bench and carried Wei Song onto it.

The two guards looked at Wei Song with complicated expressions. Before, General Wei was foolish enough to be deceived and played by Wu Shenyi and his daughter, and he had been hostile to the princess. At that time, General Wei committed a serious crime of almost wounding the princess with a sword, and was later sentenced to military punishment by the prince.

This time, Wei Song was also going to be beaten with a military stick.

Wei Song lay on the bench, his face pale, his eyes blank. He knew that his insistence on investigating the origins of the princess's master was wrong, but he still did it.

After the prince explained to him the reasons why he did not agree with this matter, seeing that he was stubborn in sticking to the proposal, the prince once again firmly rejected his proposal and directly ordered him to be punished with a military stick.

He was a little surprised. He knew that the prince cared a lot about the princess, but he didn't expect that the prince cared about the princess to this extent. He was completely wholeheartedly and would not allow anyone else to have any chance of questioning the princess.

He accepted this punishment today...

Wei Bai and Du Ziheng huddled under a tree and watched the imperial guards carry out the execution. They first scolded Wei Song from a distance, then said, "You have thick skin and flesh, you won't die after a few beatings."

Wei Song forced a smile. It was not yet time for lunch, so he had a meal of stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots on the blue brick floor of Huayang Courtyard.

Housekeeper Zeng stood under the eaves, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "For a stubborn person like Wei Song, only the prince's drastic measures can make him behave himself."

When Yun Mujiu suddenly arrived near Huayang Courtyard, he saw the backs of two bodyguards carrying a man in martial robes away.

She could vaguely hear a guard saying something like "Master" or "I think you're asking for a beating".

Yun Mujiu withdrew his gaze and walked towards the arched white marble gate of Huayang Courtyard.

When I turned around, I ran into two people who were scrambling to go out.

Yun Mujiu smiled faintly: "Wei Bai, Du Ziheng, you are here too." Then, he asked casually: "Who was that just now, why was he dragged away by two guards?"

Wei Song and Du Ziheng looked at each other, and from their slightly horrified eyes, they could read a common message: It's over! It's over! It's over!