The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

After the inner court session, Lu Yao was called to Wuyang Palace alone to report the situation.

Just now, colleagues copied the information they remembered onto the rice paper left by the little guy in Chongyun Palace. It was now handed to Emperor Mingze, who was flipping through it carelessly.

The handwriting on it was either elegant or sloppy. One could tell at a glance that it was written by at least several people. However, the two people who could see it just thought it was a formality and deliberately ignored it. The one who couldn't see it -

【Why don't you let Cheng Cheng see it too? 】

Jiang Yingcheng seemed to be concentrating on writing and drawing on the rice paper, but in fact her whole mind was on the letter held in the hands of her handsome father, and she could not hide her curiosity in her heart.

[We don’t know if Uncle Lu has all the evidence, and whether he can catch all the bad guys...] She supported her chin with her hand, and the wolf-hair brush accidentally passed across her face, leaving a small ink circle. [Why don’t we find Uncle Zhong later and ask him to take us out to find Brother Yuan!]

Then, her attention became more and more scattered: [It was great to climb walls and fly over rooftops with Uncle Zhong last time! Chengcheng wants to try it again! ]

[If I could leave the palace, Cheng Cheng would like to buy some lotus cakes, they are so fragrant! ]

Lu Yao: “…”

The little fellow became more and more excited as time went on, and he seemed to have completely forgotten the original purpose of going out. He only remembered that it was a very happy thing to be able to go out of the palace to play.

He didn't dare to look at Emperor Mingze's expression and just lowered his head.

Jiang Yanchuan folded the letter again as if to express his condolences, and then raised his eyes with a depressed look at Lu Yao opposite him.

"Tao Yangqiu, Luo Chao, Du Boshan..." The names that the little guy mentioned in the court slowly came out of his mouth, and his cold tone was like an emotionless judge of life and death. "These people can be dealt with temporarily. Let them run around for a while first."

Lu Yao instantly understood Emperor Mingze’s unfinished intention.

The crimes of these people are certainly innumerable. Even if some evidence of their crimes was revealed in the young prince's inner voice, this one case alone is far from enough to eradicate the criminal group they are in.

Emperor Mingze wanted to let them find their own protective umbrellas while they were feeling uneasy. Then, they could take advantage of the situation...

"As for Zhang Dingan," Jiang Yanchuan said suddenly with deep eyes, interrupting Lu Yao's thoughts, "just put him next to 'that person'..."

Lu Yao's eyes narrowed.

There is also a hidden cell in the imperial prison, where prisoners with extremely special identities are held. The one who Emperor Mingze refers to as "that person" is the object of their long-term focus.

"Yes!"

[Who, who?] Jiang Yingcheng was instantly intrigued by this code-like behavior, [Why do you have to say code names? What is there that my noble, father's favorite child cannot listen to?!]

She looked eagerly at Uncle Lu sitting opposite her, hoping to get some information from him so that she could go to 007 to look up some gossip.

Lu Yao glanced at Emperor Mingze, who had a stern face, and changed the subject with a hard heart: "Your Highness, what are you drawing on the paper? Your Highness——"

【ah! ! 】

Before he could finish his words, the little guy screamed and quickly smeared on it with a pen, completely covering up the marks.

It was as if he had done something guilty and was afraid of being discovered.

[Wow, why is Uncle Lu still peeking at Cheng Cheng?!] Jiang Yingcheng's voice was filled with tears, [Cheng, Cheng Cheng, how can I explain that I can draw weapon blueprints? Wow, wow, wow——]

She even deliberately moved the small table farther away from her handsome father, wanting to secretly draw a little in advance so that she would have more time to sleep at night, but she was discovered by Uncle Lu!

Jiang Yingcheng was extremely aggrieved: [It was all in vain, Chengcheng has been drawing for so long in vain! ]

Lu Yao felt his scalp tingling when he heard this.

His head was like a rusty machine, slowly turning back with a "click" and meeting Ming Zedi's extremely cold eyes.

I thought sadly in my heart.

What are you looking at? What's so good about a dying person?!

……

"'That one'?" Jiang Yanchuan turned around and tapped Jiang Yingcheng's forehead a few times. "Jiang Yingcheng, how much of your homework have you done that you are in the mood to take care of your father's official business?"

Jiang Yingcheng was so annoyed that his head tilted back again and again, but he stubbornly stuck to her: "Chengcheng is asking this for the sake of studying!"

She counted on her fingers and argued back, "Ever since Cheng Cheng heard the word 'that' from her father, she has not been able to concentrate on her studies, which has really delayed her progress!"

This perverse theory almost made Jiang Yanchuan laugh: "Then tell me, how much did you catch up on before your father said those two words?"

Jiang Yingcheng's smile suddenly froze at the corner of his lips.

She had spent the entire day drawing a blueprint of a complicated weapon and hadn't written a single word of the missed homework.

"Hmph! No, then don't tell me!" Jiang Yingcheng ran to Grandpa Changshun and stretched out a little hand, "Uncle Changshun, let's go out for a walk~"

They had just finished lunch and it was time to digest it.

[Father didn't tell Cheng Cheng, so Cheng Cheng went to Uncle Changshun to find out! ]

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

Eunuch Changshun felt bitter.

I always feel that since I could hear the little princess's voice, the living environment in this palace has become much more dangerous.

……

It had been a long time since Eunuch Changshun had been able to leisurely walk around the palace with the little one like he did today.

Ever since more and more people could hear the little girl's voice, she became particularly busy, busy helping her handsome father avoid risks, busy helping loyal ministers and generals resolve crises, and busy cheating various uncles, just for a few notes that could be used to make small pieces of paper.

He knew everything. Although the adults seemed to be quite annoyed about being conscripted into the army, they actually liked the little guy's cute behavior.

Eunuch Changshun held the little guy's soft hand and felt his heart soften.

As he was lost in thought, he felt someone pulling his hand and shaking it gently.

Eunuch Changshun came back to his senses and looked down at the little girl beside him.

"...So, who is that 'that person'?" The little fellow's eyes sparkled and his voice was unnaturally soft.

This was a heart-warming scene, but it made Eunuch Changshun feel dizzy.

Seeing that Uncle Changshun didn't seem to want to answer her question, Jiang Yingcheng turned to him angrily.

With his hands on his hips, he said fiercely, "Uncle, if you don't tell Chengcheng, Chengcheng will make a scene!"

Eunuch Changshun: “…”

What kind of human suffering is this? !