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

Jiang Yanchuan's low pressure continued until the ministers participating in the inner court took their positions in the hall.

The ministers who had finally survived the morning court session and hoped that Emperor Mingze could be healed by the cute little dumpling on the way felt mixed emotions.

The matter of Kou Qiwen's misappropriation of military funds was still like a sharp sword hanging over everyone's head, and now there was the matter of the concubines in the harem colluding with foreign men to commit treason. They were simply afraid that their deaths were not thorough enough.

Yes, from the moment they entered the hall, the little guy's heart has been beeping, and it hasn't stopped until now.

The secrets had entered their minds in an unimaginable way, without caring whether they wanted to hear it or not, or whether they should hear it or not.

With a kind of beauty that doesn't care about the life and death of those old guys.

[… With this brain, you still want to harm Chengcheng? Dream on!!] Jiang Yingcheng angrily said the last words, but the ministers could no longer stand.

No, tell me clearly, who does Concubine Hui want to harm? ? !

Although they are just court officials and it is not convenient for them to interfere in the affairs of His Majesty's harem, if things develop in this direction, it is not impossible for these old guys to try their best!

All the ministers looked at Emperor Mingze with burning eyes, hoping to see some clues from his face.

Are you going to make a move? If you don't, we'll have to take over!

Even if the little one wasn't so magical, just because she always cared about them, they would never let her make any mistakes!

Jiang Yanchuan raised one eyebrow and looked at the court officials below with a half-smile.

He had a bad reputation throughout his life, and although he tried to restrain himself when facing loyal ministers and good generals, this was the first time in all these years that he was looked at with such a slightly questioning eye by court officials.

"Do you have anything to say?" Jiang Yanchuan suddenly spoke, interrupting the pantomime.

Several ministers raised their heads and looked at each other, not knowing how to start the conversation.

Logically speaking, they should not know about the dispute between Concubine Xuan and Concubine Hui. If they spoke rashly, the little one might know that they could hear her thoughts.

When all the ministers were speechless, Pan Jifeng rushed out from the team and said, "Your Majesty, I do have something to report to you!"

The New Year's Day banquet was getting closer and closer. If Huai'an and Jingwan were allowed to be confined to their respective palaces, he would feel a splitting headache every time he thought about the consequences of this matter.

Although the suspicion against Cheng Bi had been proven to be groundless, he had already resigned once. If he were to ask for resignation again this time, the emperor might think that his family wanted him for this reason.

He could only speak in person.

"Today, Imperial Concubine Rou sent a message home, saying that she was deeply regretful for what she had done before, and wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to the young prince in person. If the young prince wanted any apology, she would do her best to personally fulfill it for him."

Pan Jifeng's words were extremely sincere and went straight to the point, without any of his previous arrogance.

Jiang Yanchuan's anger finally found an outlet.

His dark eyes looked straight at Pan Jifeng, and the dangerous atmosphere of impending storm pressed over without any concealment: "Since Mr. Pan wants to help my concubine make up for the mistake so much-"

"Why don't you, Mr. Pan, take him back to the mansion and educate him again."

The entire Wuyang Palace fell silent for a moment as these words were uttered.

None of the ministers dared to breathe, and Pan Jifeng even fell to his knees on the spot, trembling all over.

His face turned pale, and cold sweat instantly covered his entire body. He looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water. “Your Majesty, I dare not interfere in your Majesty’s family affairs, but—”

"It's just that your Pan family values ​​the prince born by Concubine Rou too much, so," Jiang Yanchuan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and interrupted Pan Jifeng's meaningless sophistry impatiently, "so you don't care at all whether Concubine Rou almost ruined the life of an innocent child."

The cold sweat on Pan Jifeng's forehead had already formed into small streams, which fell to the ground as he kowtowed again and again: "Your Majesty, I dare not even think of doing this! I just want to ask for a chance for Concubine Rou to correct her mistakes, Your Majesty!"

The sound of kowtows coming one after another, "dong, dong, dong", made the ministers around feel a slight pain in their skulls. However, Jiang Yanchuan did not react at all. He neither asked them to stop nor said anything to comfort them.

He only said, "I have only confined Concubine Rou and her son to their home. If Lord Pan is still not satisfied, then follow the palace rules."

Pan Jifeng's pupils constricted.

What Concubine Rou committed was a serious crime of slandering the princess of the current dynasty. They all knew very well that simply confining her to her home was the lightest punishment. The bad thing was that the timing was too critical.

If she were dealt with according to normal rules, banishing her to the cold palace would be considered a mercy from Emperor Mingze.

"No, I'm not dissatisfied..." Pan Jifeng said in a difficult voice, "Thank you, Your Majesty..."

Before he could finish his words, a childish voice suddenly rang out from above the main seat: "Father, Lord Pan, do you mean that Chengcheng can make the request himself?"

All the civil and military officials in the court were stunned.

Jiang Yanchuan's expression froze for a moment: "Chengcheng, what do you think?"

This was the first time the little guy spoke on his own initiative since he was brought into the court, and everyone's eyes unconsciously looked over.

Jiang Yingcheng smiled slyly: "Chengcheng has it!"

[There is a turbulent undercurrent at the New Year's Day banquet. Cheng Cheng would feel distressed if any pretty aunt was implicated! ]

[But Concubine Rou is different~]

Jiang Yingcheng sighed sincerely: [What a perfect candidate! ]

It can be the focus of all the undercurrents in the scene, and can also be used as a tool by the enemy country. If planned properly, it can even expose Concubine Rou's plan to the public early!

It's simply perfect!

Civil and military officials: "..."

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

……

It gets dark very early in winter.

Jiang Yingcheng packed up early in the morning and waited in the Xingshuang Palace to leave the palace, but it was still delayed until the evening of You before he got into the carriage with Concubine Rou, who had been waiting in the front hall.

Liaochen and his three companions followed behind him openly, and countless secret guards were placed in the dark. In name, they were there to protect the two of them, but in reality, everyone present knew very well the priorities.

After several days, Imperial Concubine Rou was finally released from house arrest. When she faced the little guy who was almost framed by her, she showed no embarrassment at all: "Where are we going today?"

Jiang Yingcheng smiled mysteriously: "You'll know when you get there~"

After saying that, she lay down and closed her eyes to rest, preparing to get enough energy in advance for the big event in the evening.

Upon seeing this, Concubine Rou said no more, and the carriage drove quietly and slowly out of the palace.

After an unknown amount of time, they finally entered a noisy alley.

The night sky outside the carriage was as bright as day due to the candlelight, and it also illuminated the small space extremely brightly. Concubine Rou finally realized belatedly that there seemed to be something too weird about this matter.

"Well...are we there?" The little ball behind him woke up just as the carriage stopped, stretched, and walked straight out.

Concubine Rou gritted her teeth and had to follow.

only--

Just a casual glance outside the car made her freeze in place.

Little guy, what kind of place did she choose? !