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

Chapter 301 Publicity

Inside the Yangxin Hall.

The emperor stroked the letter paper with his fingers, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes cold.

Last night, King Jingyuan sent a message: Luo Mian is dead.

However, the emperor had long been suspicious of Prince Jingyuan. Although he had sent a secret letter to Prince Jingyuan, asking him to get rid of Luo Mian, the two of them spent every day together and it was hard to guarantee that they would not collude secretly.

However, this morning, Jinlin sent a letter, and the words in the letter were full of ridicule towards Tianyan.

He jokingly said that after losing Luo Mian, Tian Yan would definitely be defeated by Jin Lin.

This letter was not enough to make the emperor completely believe it.

What really made the emperor's gaze slightly fixed was that along with the letter came Luo Mian's personal jade pendant.

This jade pendant is warm all over and has fine carvings. It was given to him by the late emperor himself. Luo Mian has always worn it with him and never takes it off.

Now that it has been sent back to the palace, what it means is self-evident.

Luo Mian, is he really dead?

The emperor coughed twice, raised his eyes and looked at Eunuch Qian who was standing beside him.

Eunuch Qian understood what he meant and immediately brought a cup of hot tea and handed it to him respectfully.

"How is Concubine Jing's health?"

The emperor's voice was faint.

Eunuch Qian bowed slightly and whispered, "I caught a cold a few days ago, and the imperial physician who was delivering medicine had to wear down my door."

"Ah."

The emperor took a sip of tea slowly, thought for a moment, and ordered: "Add more people to guard Ruifu Palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Eunuch Qian lowered his eyes and hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something.

The emperor glanced at him and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

Eunuch Qian whispered, "Your Majesty... there's a commotion going on over there with the eldest princess."

The emperor's expression remained unchanged, but his fingers unconsciously stroked the teacup, and it was obvious that he had no patience.

He never paid any attention to Luo Yuwen.

"What's she making a fuss about?"

"I heard that... a young eunuch was missing from the palace, and the eldest princess is making a fuss about investigating."

The emperor sneered and said indifferently: "He is just a little eunuch. If he is lost, then so be it. Why is she making a fuss?"

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the air was filled with sandalwood incense, and the emperor's fingers were still gently stroking the familiar jade pendant.

"The eldest princess even went to the Queen Mother to make a scene."

The emperor didn't even raise his eyelids, and his tone remained cold: "Why are you going to the queen?"

Eunuch Qian lowered his voice and said, "The eldest princess said that the queen abducted him."

Eunuch Qian wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the emperor.

"Let her be. As long as she doesn't go too far, she doesn't need to tell me. Can a princess really turn the world upside down?"

Eunuch Qian bowed slightly and replied respectfully, "Yes."

"Have you been sending supplements to Tong Jiasuo during this period?"

"Of course, it never stops."

The emperor nodded with satisfaction, his expression relaxing a little.

At this moment, the eunuch outside the palace reported: "Your Majesty, the shadow has arrived."

"Come in."

A light sound of footsteps was heard, and then a black figure stepped into the hall silently.

The man was dressed in night clothes, revealing only a pair of cold eyes. He walked lightly and moved very quickly. He knelt on the ground in the hall and spoke in a low voice.

"His Majesty."

Eunuch Qian immediately bowed his head tactfully, slowly retreated, and carefully closed the hall door to ensure that no one could hear the subsequent conversation.

The emperor looked at the kneeling spy and said in a deep voice: "Speak."

The spy's voice was low and cold.

"The white cloth was indeed hung in the military camp, and the morale of the soldiers dropped greatly, especially the soldiers under the command of King Ruyang, whose morale was particularly low."

"Prince Ruyang's body has been burned."

"I saw it with my own eyes."

The emperor paused and narrowed his eyes.

"What about Jinlin?"

"Golden Scale's army did not attack immediately, but has begun to mobilize troops frequently, as if they are waiting for something."

"According to what I have learned, it was Song Shan's son Song Yunce who personally cut off the head of the King of Ruyang."

The emperor pondered for a moment and repeated the spy's words in a low voice.

"Cut off the head..."

The spy lowered his head.

"So, what you saw them burning were... headless bodies?"

The spy was slightly startled, and recalled the scene of the military camp in his mind. He immediately replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty, yes."

The hall was silent for a moment.

The emperor's gaze fell on the jade pendant with a deep look in his eyes.

wrong……

Something's wrong...

A cloud of doubt arose in his heart, and he slowly raised his eyes and looked at the spy kneeling in the hall, his voice low.

"You, sneak into Jinlin, and you must see his head with your own eyes!"

The spy looked up suddenly, then lowered his voice and replied, "Yes!"

The emperor said no more, just waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

-

Shen House

A few hours ago, when the sky was just getting light.

"Bang!" The window was kicked open.

Liu Qing climbed in through the window, his clothes fluttering. Before he could even steady himself, he rushed to the bedside and grabbed Shen Runing's shoulders mercilessly, shaking the bed so hard that the entire bed shook slightly.

"Miss!"

"Miss!!"

Shen Runing was shaken until she felt dizzy. She opened her eyes sleepily, her brows slightly furrowed, and her tone was still lazy, as if she was half asleep and half awake.

"Ok?"

Liu Qing panted, looking anxious: "Mu Shan sent me a message saying that King Ruyang died in the battle?!"

Shen Runing blinked, sat up slowly, rubbed his eyes, and yawned lazily: "What?"

Liu Qing stamped his feet anxiously: "Prince Ruyang! Prince Ruyang! Miss, did you hear that?"

Shen Runing tilted his head slightly, his brain seemed not to have fully started up yet.

"Prince Xiang is dead? That's great..."

Liu Qing's eyes widened: "You! King! Yang! Not King! Xiang!"

Shen Runing paused for a moment and said slowly: "Ah... I understand."

Liu Qing looked at her calm and composed appearance, and his heart tightened. His voice changed in anxiety: "Miss...you..."

However, Shen Runing didn't care about her anxiety at all. Instead, he slowly smoothed his scattered hair and spoke.

"correct."

Liu Qing subconsciously asked: "What?"

Shen Runing said lazily, "Tell the kitchen later that I want to have millet porridge in the morning."

"Add some crystal sugar."

Liu Qing: ...

She froze in place, her mouth slightly open, unable to speak for a long time.

Then, with a thud, she knelt on the ground, looking at her young lady with despair on her face, her tone slightly tearful.

"Miss, don't scare me!"

"Are you crazy?!"

Because of Liu Qing's noise, spring and autumn arrived.

When Shen Runing saw the two people come in, he waved his hand.

"That's perfect. Once you two step out of this door, you should cry. The more miserable the better."

Chunzhi and Qiuzhi were stunned. Before they could react, they heard her continue.

"Then take your servants and knock on the doors of all the paper-cutting and gold-paper shops in Kyoto, and buy all the supplies for ceremonies and funerals."

"And decorate the Shen residence to make it look like a funeral is about to take place."

The room was dead silent. Chunzhi and Qiuzhi looked at each other and even had an absurd illusion that they were still asleep.

"Miss... why is this happening?"

Shen Runing chuckled, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but there was no sadness in his eyes, and there was even a hint of ambiguous interest.

"Also, remember to publicize it widely—Prince Ruyang died on the battlefield."