The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Ji Yun looked at Ji Canghai and then smiled.

"Mother probably wouldn't want to."

Ji Canghai was a little anxious.

"It's because she didn't want to that I came to you, Yun'er. Do you really want me as your father just like your mother?"

Ever since he separated from Wu Yan, his career has been difficult and he has been unable to make any progress. All the people who used to surround him have left him.

Ji Canghai was unwilling to see everything he had worked so hard for disappear like this.

"Yun'er, this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Which child doesn't want his father's love? For a moment, Ji Yun's heart was really moved, but she also knew that Ji Canghai came to seek peace for another purpose.

Ji Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

"My mother and I are living a good life and don't want to be disturbed."

Anger appeared on Ji Canghai's face, but then disappeared in an unnoticeable way.

"Yun'er... I really want to make amends..."

Ji Yun lowered her head and didn't say anything else. She didn't want to go through the hell she had experienced again.

……

The main hall of Chunyin Villa was unusually spacious, and Shen Runing saw many faces she had never seen before.

It seems that all the noble ladies in Kyoto have come this time.

The main hall is very lively and is located in a hidden corner of the villa.

"What happened to Shochikukan?"

"You clearly knew that His Majesty had already given up his suspicions, so why did you still make such a big fuss?" Concubine Yan looked at Hao Hengshan with confusion in her eyes.

Hao Hengshan didn't know how to answer this question. After Wei Yun told him everything that happened on the night of the Lantern Festival that day, the first thought in Hao Hengshan's mind was to kill those people.

"It's just a small matter, don't worry."

Concubine Yan frowned.

"Mo Sheng is still on the battlefield. We can't make any mistakes on our side. Do you understand?"

"Your Majesty's selection of concubines is obviously to keep more heirs, which is very disadvantageous to Mo Sheng..."

Hao Hengshan was troubled by what Concubine Yan said. He waved his hand without waiting for Concubine Yan to finish her words.

"I know, I know, please stop talking..."

Concubine Yan looked at Hao Hengshan who didn't dare to look her in the eye.

"What's happened to you lately?"

Hao Hengshan sighed. He didn’t know what was wrong with him recently.

Wei Yun's small figure would always appear in his mind from time to time. His every frown, smile, word, was extremely clear.

Hang Yunxia had been beaten to death with sticks, and Wei Yun hadn't spoken a word to her since then.

For a moment, Hao Hengshan wondered if time could go back, if he had finished drinking the soup that Wei Yun had brought him, or had been more nice to Wei Yun, then things would not have ended like this.

"Hao Hengshan?"

"What on earth are you thinking about?"

Concubine Yan didn't like Hao Hengshan's attitude.

"Are you listening to me?"

Hao Hengshan looked at Concubine Yan.

"Empress Yan, I'm a little tired. I'll go back first."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Concubine Yan stood alone in the spring breeze, at a loss as to what to do.

When Hao Hengshan sat down next to Wei Yun, Wei Yun was thinking about something with his head down.

"Wei Yun, are you okay?"

Hao Hengshan's dry voice came from beside Wei Yun.

Wei Yun raised his eyes and looked at Hao Hengshan, feeling a little secretly happy.

This man will soon belong to her completely.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, General."

Concubine Yan, who was sitting on a high place, witnessed the conversation between Hao Hengshan and Wei Yun. It could be seen that it was Hao Hengshan who was always looking for topics, while Wei Yun seemed indifferent.

Could it be that... Hao Hengshan has developed feelings for Wei Yun... After this thought came to her mind, Concubine Yan frowned slightly.

This won't work. Hao Hengshan is Luo Mosheng's last trump card. If this trump card is shaken... then all the previous efforts will be wasted.

Luo Ranran's eyes would pass over Shen Runing from time to time.

In the past few days, she wrote several secret letters to Jinlinguo, but received no reply. This situation made her very nervous.

What is the situation over there?

This is especially important to her.

"Your Majesty is here!"

"Long live Long live Long live!"

The emperor looked very well and seemed very happy.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

In the early morning, the emperor received a letter from Prince Jingyuan, which roughly said that everything was going well and that he would find an opportunity to get rid of Luo Mian.

The emperor wanted Luo Mian to die on the frontier and on the battlefield.

The whetstone that he cultivated with his own hands has gone out of control. This is something he cannot allow to happen, so Luo Mian must die.

Only he himself knew how hard it was to obtain this throne.

As the music started, the dancer in white gauze slowly walked into the hall. Her graceful figure and elegant movements were a feast for the eyes.

The emperor's eyes wandered among the crowd below the stage.

Finally he locked onto someone.