In danger, he traveled through time to save her, and the black-bellied prince doted on her

Mu Yun put down the storybook. What were these two doing secretly? She had been meeting with Li Heng frequently recently and followed all of his suggestions:

"Send the message to His Royal Highness Prince Rui immediately."

Frost: “Yes, ma’am” and then left.

Qiu Yu, who was standing by, whispered, "Third Lady, I wonder when the old lady will return home?"

Mu Yun had a gloomy face: "Mu Jinan is busy with official duties every day, she doesn't know, I wrote a letter to grandma, expressing my longing for her, grandma and my second uncle's family will be back soon"

Qiu Yu: "They are not easy to deal with"

Mu Yun: "My second aunt was at odds with Princess Rongde when she was young. She was vicious and instigated them to deal with Mu Jinan. I did it in secret."

"Grandmother doesn't like princesses and favors me. Wait for grandma to come back and make the decision for me and release my mother as soon as possible."

"I have to thank His Royal Highness Prince Rui for his advice."

A man's rough voice came from Jixiang Pavilion in the Rui Palace:

"The sencha from your country is not tasty at all. The milk tea from our grassland is better."

The candlelight in the room was dim and the weather was hot and humid. Ge Jiang was leaning on the vermilion chair, his deep eyes like a wolf looking at his prey.

Li Heng sat cross-legged in front of the desk, flipping through these memorials, which were supposed to appear in front of Emperor Ming.

Seeing that Li Heng did not respond, Ge Jiang was somewhat displeased:

"What's so good about these memorials?"

Li Heng responded: "There is the world, the future, and her in this"

There was a "pop" sound.

The teacup broke to the ground, and the boiling hot tea was steaming.

Ge Jiang's anger went straight to his heart.

Angry accusation: "Are you in love with that woman?"

Li Heng seemed to be a little tougher today and ignored his anger:

"Nothing to do with you"

Ge Jiang rushed over at great speed and lifted Li Heng up with his powerful arms, and his back slammed hard onto the desk.

He screamed in pain "Ah..."

Ge Jiang threw him onto the desk and looked straight at Li Heng.

Ge Jiang glared: "You want the world, you want that woman, your ambition is too big"

Li Heng glanced at the dark room and laughed crazily:

"The world? Hahaha, the world...what's the point? I want something much more interesting than this."

Ge Jiang's eyes were dark, and he pinched his neck: "Little prince, have you been using me all this time?"

Li Heng pursed his lips and snorted coldly:

"So what? We just take what we need."

Ge Jiang was furious: "In the past, you kowtowed and bowed to please me. Was it all fake?"

Li Heng said coldly: "I can't help myself"

Ge Jiang said sarcastically: "Haha, you are really helpless."

Ge Jiang grabbed his neck and kicked him:

"Do you remember the first time I saw you outside the campfire tent? You were also bullied by a group of people? It was me who saved you."

"Now you are ungrateful?"

His back hit the desk, and the wounds were torn open again.

It hurt so much that he couldn't control his tears, and the tears fell like pearls that had fallen off the string.

Ge Jiang saw that the wound on his chest was torn and blood was dripping out.

“The wound opened up”

Li Heng managed to stand up with a little strength, his eyebrows were full of murderous intent, his eyes were sinister, and he roared:

"Get out"

Ge Jiang pointed at him, kicked over the documents, and smashed the teacup:

"If the little prince dares to betray me, the news will spread throughout Chang'an City within a day."

"Remember the Gold Mine"

Ge Jiang turned and left, and the door slammed shut, echoing throughout the palace.

The cicadas' chirping was shrill, and the sound carried into the house, making people very irritated. The tear marks on Li Heng's cheeks were not dry yet, and the tip of his fair nose was slightly red and swollen.

With a creaky sound, the door was gently pushed open. Li Heng looked back and saw Ce'an hunched his shoulders, lowered his head and slowly approached him.

He whispered, "Your Highness, Madam Mu San sent a message. Your guess is correct. Whenever Madam Mu Er feels unwell or in pain, Nangong Yu will appear."

Li Heng lowered his eyes, his eyes were slightly cold, his fingertips brushed the wound, his hands were stained with his own blood, and he smiled strangely:

"Is there any medicine in this world that can control a person to bear the pain of others?"

Ce'an whispered, "I was born in Miaojiang. When I was five years old, I saw the tribe leader planting Gu for people. I heard that some Gu can control people's hearts."

Li Heng wiped the blood off his hands with a handkerchief and said: "I will find some relevant books tomorrow."

Ce'an: "Yes"

Ce'an bent his back and reported:

"We have already tampered with the Nangong family's ship, and have contacted the Zhou family to ask them to take action."

"King Liang still has mercy in his heart and did not look for the Zhou family, who are Nangong's old enemy."

Li Heng had his clothes half-open and was leaning slightly on the bed.

The Nangong family has been a family of poison doctors for generations, and with the late emperor's Canglong Sword to protect them, the old patriarch Nangong can take this official position or not, and live a leisurely and comfortable life.

The Nangong family was also good at weapon forging, had connections with officials and businessmen, and was rich enough to rival a country. In the Jiangnan area, they supported each other with the Xiahou, Duan, and Jiang families, with Nangong as the leader.

"Nangong Yu is a strange person, his skills are profound, and he is not that active."

"The Zhou family is already dissatisfied with him, what does it have to do with us?"

"After Nangong Yu leaves, only Mu Jinan is left, so I can start my work with peace of mind."

Ce'an brought the candlestick closer and looked at the wounds, his eyes filled with mist:

"Your Majesty, let me bandage you, okay?"

Li Heng lowered his head to look at his wound, handed the medicine bottle to Ce'an, and Ce'an put down the candlestick.

She moved slightly closer to Li Heng and gently applied the medicine on the red and swollen wounds, some of which had already festered. His hands were shaking, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and he couldn't help crying.

Li Heng turned his head away: "Only the weak cry. It's just some wounds. They have been hurting for so long. Now they are much better. What's there to cry about?"

Ce An swallowed his tears, his fingertips trembling as he wrapped the fine cloth around his chest and shoulders, carefully:

"Yes, Your Majesty, if that Prince Ge Jiang...I am willing."

Li Heng turned around and looked at him, saying sternly:

"What nonsense are you talking about? You should stay by my side and avoid appearing in front of him."

Ce'an sobbed softly, tears streaming down his face: "Yes, Your Majesty"

Li Heng glanced over and ordered:

"Go and sort out those memorials. I will read them for a while."

Ce'an: "My Lord, it's getting late, go to bed..."

Li Heng glared at him angrily and interrupted him:

"Now you are also controlling this king?"

Ce'an lowered his head:

"I dare not"

Li Heng did not get angry, but muttered:

“Go quickly”

Ce'an quickly tidied up and lit a few more lamps. Li Heng sat at his desk, flipping through a thick stack of memorials.

There are now more and more memorials impeaching Shen Yuzhong for buying and selling official positions, exploiting the people, and squeezing merchants, and these memorials are intercepted here privately.

Even the memorial written by Jiang Yao, the brother of the deposed Crown Princess, who appealed for justice and requested Emperor Ming to conduct a thorough investigation was found here.

These memorials, which should have been reviewed by Emperor Ming or the Crown Prince, were piled up in front of Li Heng.

When he first returned to Sheng Country, the gifts he gave out could be considered some rewards, as one person’s power was limited.

Then we should gather everyone's strength and place our own people everywhere. What's the point of a mere memorial?