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

Before entering the room, Pan Jingwan firmly believed that with Jiang Yanchuan's workaholic personality, he would definitely deal with the official business that had piled up for the day as soon as he returned to the palace. When she suddenly met him here, her heart skipped a beat.

I immediately thought of retreating.

But the words had already been spoken, so she could only be cautious and carefully choose her words.

"Grandmother, please help Wan'er to plead with His Majesty. Wan'er really can't live without Huai'an——"

Due to Jiang Yanchuan's presence, Pan Jingwan did not dare to exaggerate and only gave a brief summary of Jiang Huaian's recent actions.

She did not deny what Jiang Huaian did, but from a mother's perspective, she cried about her longing for her child and her wish to take the opportunity to get her child back.

Pan Jingwan's voice was mournful and her words were earnest, but her drooped brows and eyes were full of shrewdness.

She calculated very well.

Although the Empress Dowager looked too serious on weekdays, she was always more patient when facing Huai'an and his group of young people.

Moreover, as both are mothers, the Empress Dowager will certainly be much more merciful than Emperor Mingze in this matter!

Pan Jingwan had a very good idea, but when she raised her head with a pleading look, she saw the Empress Dowager's face with an indescribable expression.

???

"Grandmother?" Pan Jingwan had to speak up to interrupt the Empress Dowager's thoughts.

The Empress Dowager came back to her senses, her expression still a little dazed.

Imperial Concubine Rou's speech was very touching. She had originally felt a little compassionate. If not for...

If she hadn't heard the little guy's voice.

No one knew when Concubine Rou had offended the little guy, but almost every time she said something, the little guy would sabotage her in his heart.

When she said Huai'an accidentally wronged Xingran——

[What was he careless about? ] The little guy frowned, [Oh, he was accidentally bumped into by his beautiful father, this is really careless! ]

When she said that Huai'an was a young man and wanted to vent his anger because of the depression in his heart -

[Ah, yes, yes, he is sarcastic, he is mean, he bullies others,] the little guy's inner voice is full of sarcasm, [but he is a good boy! ]

When she said Huai'an couldn't even eat well in Concubine Yan's palace——

Jiang Yingcheng finally stopped contradicting her, but his tone sounded like he was gloating.

[Hehehehehe, then he is indeed so miserable~oh~]

Jiang Yingcheng glanced at the Empress Dowager's face with a sly look: [But what can Grandma do? Grandma is not someone who can't tell right from wrong.]

[Fourth brother did something wrong, he should be punished by the beautiful father~]

Jiang Yingcheng suddenly thought of something, and her eyes shining as she slid down from her father's legs.

Amid the silent gazes of the entire audience, Jiang Yingcheng ran up to the Empress Dowager, raised his chubby little fist, and gently tapped her leg.

While knocking, he glanced in the direction of Concubine Rou with suggestive eyes.

"Are you tired, grandma? Are you thirsty? Do you want some snacks?"

[Rou Guifei is really something, grandma just came back, but she is still only concerned about asking grandma to plead for her~] Jiang Yingcheng's voice was full of joy, [unlike Chengcheng, Chengcheng only feels sorry for grandma~]

Jiang·Little Green Tea·Cheng's drawn-out tune was full of tea flavor, and Pan Jingwan's face turned extremely pale instantly when she heard it.

She had long been accustomed to the noble life of being the center of attention, and Jiang Yanchuan was a monarch who would not change his mind because of the other party's attitude. She had not tried to please others for several years.

Even such awareness has not arisen.

Now that she had been tricked by this little fellow, Pan Jingwan wished she could eat his flesh and blood alive!

She quickly bent her knees and knelt on the ground: "Grandmother, I, your concubine was also anxious for a moment..."

"Well," the Empress Dowager's voice came from above the main seat, "I am very tired from the long journey today, so I won't chat with you for now."

Pan Jingwan didn't dare to look up at the Empress Dowager's expression. She only heard the Empress Dowager's straightforward order to expel her: "You should go back today."

Cold sweat instantly covered her whole body, and she could only respond timidly with a "yes".

Before leaving, she glared at Jiang Yingcheng obscurely and fiercely.

Sooner or later, she will get back the money she paid for this with interest!

Jiang Yingcheng didn't even bother to look at her, and just kept asking, "Grandma, do you want some snacks?!"

[It’s so boring to eat alone, Chengcheng can accompany grandma! ]

Jiang Yanchuan, who had listened quietly for a long time, finally couldn't bear it any longer, and reached out and gently pressed on Jiang Yingcheng's stomach, which had just finished dinner.

"vomit--"

Jiang Yingcheng looked back in shock!

"Father?"

[Father, what are you doing pressing Chengcheng's belly? ]

Jiang Yanchuan stood up.

The touch just now felt hard, and he really didn't know why this little guy could stretch himself to this state just by eating some vegetarian food.

He took two steps to Jiang Yingcheng and suddenly chuckled, "Jiang Yingcheng, are you the reincarnation of a pig?"

Jiang Yingcheng's cheeks puffed up, and he turned around to look for someone to lean on: "Grandma!"

The Empress Dowager responded with a kind smile, then looked up and glared at Jiang Yanchuan.

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

……

This night was a sleepless night for several ministers.

Just as the night watchman had struck his gong, a man in black nimbly darted out from the back door of a house at the end of Qingbao Lane and ran quickly towards the city gate.

The lights in the Kan mansion's study were on. In front of the long study table, dozens of soldiers were staring at the topographic maps placed in the middle of the table.

"I'm in charge here," someone pointed at the topographic map with the word "copper mine" marked on it, "just give me twenty elite soldiers."

"I'm going to look for the Master of Machinery," someone said in a low voice, "There must be someone guarding there, I need to bring more people."

"I'll go to the gold mine!"

"Leave the one in the mountains to me."

"..."

Major events concerning the country's destiny were completed by a few people in a short time, but no one thought it was too frivolous.

Kan Ruifeng's eyes were illuminated by the candlelight, and he raised his hand and stroked several topographic maps one by one, looking at them with a firm look: "His Majesty has given us special permission. If there is still something you don't understand, you can go and bring the little prince to the palace at any time."

After a pause, he added: "Of course, snacks must be prepared."

Several chuckles were heard in the room.

Yuan Mansion.

Yuan Liangping, who had asked several people but failed to find the banknote that should have belonged to him, finally calmed down for a short time. Just as he was about to lie down to sleep, he heard his wife beside him suddenly ask softly: "Husband, if you get promoted and become rich in the future, and have 100,000 silver coins in your hands, will you still leave all the money to me to manage like you did today?"

Yuan Liangping was still a little absent-minded. Hearing this, he didn't even think about it and replied directly: "Of course."

The person next to him then asked: "What about the million?"

"It will naturally be handed over to my wife."

"Then..." Wei Dairong paused, "What about two thousand taels?"

Yuan Liangping: "..."

Yuan Liangping: "????"