The First Tyrant of Daxia

Back at the palace, everything was quiet.

Qin Yun was leisurely and prepared to go back to the attic to sleep. With Cha Ming Wei Rou there, he wouldn't be bored sleeping alone.

But as soon as he stepped into the corridor, his eyes flashed and he saw a familiar figure!

It’s Situ Jing!

She was wearing brocade clothes and sitting in the yard, seemingly waiting for something.

The bright moonlight should make her dignified and beautiful face look somewhat lonely and desolate.

"Your Majesty, Madam Situ is not quite right..."

"A woman is not in the backyard late at night, but comes to sit in the front yard. Besides, this is the only way for you to return to the building..." Old Feng frowned and muttered, which was also a reminder.

Qin Yun was also deeply puzzled.

But when he saw that there were two maids beside Situ Jing, he didn't suspect anything.

"It must be a coincidence."

"As a princess, you shouldn't be so ignorant of the rules. Let's go our way."

Qin Yun wanted to go up and ask, but then he thought it was inappropriate and prepared to leave quietly.

But suddenly!

When Situ Jing looked up, she saw him and his group.

A trace of panic appeared on her pretty face, and she immediately ran forward with her maid to pay her respects.

"Brother!"

"you are back?"

When the person arrived in front of him, Qin Yun couldn't just walk away by himself, so he smiled and said, "Yes, Princess, why are you still sitting here so late?"

“This is the front yard.”

Hearing the knocking, Situ Jing looked flustered and explained, "Brother, Your Majesty, I want to wait for the prince to come back."

"Isn't he with you?"

Qin Yun was surprised: "Didn't he come back a long time ago?"

Situ Jing shook her head in confusion: "The prince did come back once, but he left in a hurry not long ago."

"I thought he was going to pick up Your Majesty, but..."

Qin Yun frowned and thought, Eleventh Brother, could it be that he went to Wei Hongyin's grave again?

possible!

At this late hour, this is the only explanation that makes sense.

Qin Yun couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart as he looked at Situ Jing.

Beneath her seemingly beautiful appearance, she was actually lonely in her empty room. Although Sima Jing had obtained the status of princess.

But another woman used her death to tie Qin Ci's heart forever.

Even Situ Jing has to help another woman take care of her children. How sad is that?

And this past event is closely related to Qin Yun himself.

He said softly, "Sister-in-law, go and have a rest first."

"I remember that my eleventh brother seemed to have gone to the government office. He said that he had some important official business to deal with at the border."

Hearing this, Situ Jing gave a bitter smile.

"Brother, I know it even if you don't tell me."

"The prince went to drink and have fun. Whenever he is in a bad mood at night, he will go to Ping An Restaurant."

Qin Yun was slightly embarrassed. He didn't do a good job of smoothing things over.

Situ Jing also noticed his embarrassment and immediately bowed and said, "Brother, I will leave first. You should go to bed early."

Qin Yun nodded: "Okay, you should go back and rest early."

Situ Jing bowed again and left quietly.

I have to say that this woman is impeccable in terms of character, appearance, and inner temperament. I don't know what Qin Ci was thinking, as if he ignored such a good princess.

Qin Yun shook his head and went back upstairs again.

After all, it is not easy for me to interfere in their affairs even though I am their elder brother.

At this time, Jinyiwei Wuming suddenly stepped forward and said hesitantly.

"Your Majesty, there is something I don't know whether I should say or not..."

Qin Yun squinted at him and said, "Hurry up, don't dawdle, I'm sleepy!"

Wuming cupped his hands and frowned, saying, "Your Majesty, Princess Situ just said that the Ping'an Restaurant that the prince often goes to..."

"If I remember correctly, these are some of the largest and most time-honored restaurants in Daxia, and they are found in almost every state and county."

"And this chain of restaurants is the asset of the Longyou Tang family..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Lao and others' expressions changed slightly!

Qin Yun froze in place, lost in thought, his fists clenched subconsciously!

Anger gradually flared up in his eyes!

Not long ago, I told King Shunxun not to associate with anyone from the Tang family, especially Tang San.

Only a few hours had passed when he went to the Tang family's property at night.

Who is he going to meet?

Sensing the anger, Old Feng said softly, "Your Majesty, why don't I go and take a look?"

"After all, is it possible that King Shunxun is going to investigate Tang San's involvement in the ironware trafficking case?"

Qin Yun sneered. Although he believed in Prince Shunxun, how could a prince go out alone in the early morning to investigate a case?

"Go ahead, don't alert the enemy."

"I understand, old servant." Old Feng slowly retreated and disappeared into the darkness.

Qin Yun clenched his fist, looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath.

Old Eleven, Old Eleven, what’s wrong with you?

What kind of person are you?

I have just dispelled all my doubts, and you are going to add another cloud of doubt to my mind!

After calming down, he returned to the attic calmly.

The good mood I had originally had was gone.

Until half an hour later.

Feng grew old and left and came back again.

Qin Yun put on his clothes and got out of bed again.

Elder Feng stood by the door and shook his head gently: "Your Majesty, the prince has returned home."

"When I went there, he had already come out, so I didn't find anything."

"But after a while of waiting, I discovered that the owner of Ping An Restaurant secretly left the city in a carriage at night."

Qin Yun's eyes shot out sharp rays of light in the darkness!

"Send someone to keep an eye on that shopkeeper!"

Elder Feng nodded: "I understand, the Jinyiwei are following us."

Qin Yun hummed softly.

After half a stick of incense.

The night was quiet. On the large bed in the attic, Cha Ming Weirou's azure eyes sparkled. She stretched out her hands, revealing her snow-white skin, and hooked them around Qin Yun.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

"You're in a bad mood, why don't you go to bed?"

Qin Yun forced a smile: "No, you go to sleep first."

"You're still saying no?" Cha Ming Weirou rolled her eyes in a charming manner.

Qin Yun reached out and hugged her, his hands sliding onto the delicate skin under the thin shirt.

"What do you think of King Sunhun?"

"Why do you ask about this?"

"Just ask."

Cha Ming Wei Rou didn't think much about it, frowned, and said bluntly: "My father once said that those who don't speak are often the most powerful lone wolves."

"On the grassland, the one who roars loudly is a warrior, while the one who is taciturn is the wolf king."

"I always feel that..."

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "What do you always feel?"

Cha Ming Wei Rou pursed her red lips and asked tentatively: "Then I will speak directly?"

"Go ahead." Qin Yun said.

"I always feel that... Prince Shunxun is very repressed. His appearance is not what he really is. He is not as open as you, Your Majesty."

She stole a glance at Qin Yun and said, "Of course, I don't have any other intentions. I'm just speaking from my intuition."

Qin Yun fell silent. It seemed that he was not the only one who thought so.

Cha Ming Wei Rou was in the quilt, like a warm kitten, she climbed onto Qin Yun's body and spoke in a sweet voice.

"Your Majesty, when will we return to the imperial capital?"

Qin Yun glanced at her snow-white collarbone.

He frowned and said, "I'm not leaving for now."

"There are some things that I won't feel at ease if I don't handle them properly even after returning to the imperial capital."

Seeing his furtive look, Wei Rou simply leaned down and got closer to Qin Yun so that he could see clearly.

He also asked, "Is it about King Shunxun?"

Qin Yun hummed.

But the voice was a little unclear because her body was too close to him.