The substitute prince: Reported the emperor's brother at the beginning

Ning Yi and Yang Ziqin took a carriage back home. They looked calm along the way and didn't say a word.

Yang Ziqin also had complicated feelings and didn't know what he was thinking.

Arriving at the gate of the Prince's Mansion, he looked at the Sixth Prince who had already stood up and finally said, "I have nothing to do with Young Master Han."

"I just used to think of him as my brother, please don't misunderstand..."

Ning Yi turned around and looked at her panicked and hasty explanation.

He said coldly: "No matter what you were like in the past, you are now this prince's woman, understand?"

Looking at Ning Yi who got off the car without looking back.

Yang Ziqin felt very sad.

She really wanted Ning Yi to know that she really had nothing to do with Young Master Han and had never been attracted to him.

On the contrary, this arrogant and eccentric prince made her feel sad many times.

He grumbled dissatisfiedly, "After all this trouble, isn't it just for three million taels of silver?"

She also heard it outside the door, and she felt that everything Ning Yi did tonight was for money, including favoring her.

But tonight, when Yang Ziqin was bathing, a guard suddenly shouted outside: "Your Highness, the princess is bathing, please stop."

"go away."

Then there was the sound of the door opening.

Yang Ziqin was so frightened that she quickly took a bath towel from the maid and jumped into the water.

A figure walked around behind the screen, and the tired Ning Yi had already reached the bathtub.

Yang Ziqin was like a fairy, with long black hair draped over her shoulders and snow-white shoulders showing fear in the water: "You, how did you get in? Get out quickly."

Ning Yi's mouth curled up slightly: "This is the prince's residence, of course this prince can come in."

"The front yard is too uncomfortable to live in. The back yard is better."

He also urged the two maids who bowed their heads to undress him.

Ning Yi dealt with the Yang family tonight and forced Yang Long to surrender, so naturally he had to comfort Yang Ziqin.

Otherwise, the father would take out so much money and be the first to take action.

You can't even not spend time with your daughter, right?

Looking at the Sixth Prince, who had been undressed by the maid, he had already stepped into the bathtub.

Yang Ziqin's face flushed red, and she turned her head away, her mouth full of disgust: "Go out first, I'll ask the maid to change your water later."

"No need." Ning Yi came over and forcibly held her, who was like a lotus in the water, in his arms: "Bathing with your wife, isn't it wonderful?"

It was so shameless that it was useless for Yang Ziqin to resist.

I could only let him hold me in my arms like a pet.

Ning Yi leaned against the bathtub, holding Yang Ziqin, whose long red hair reached down to her neck, in his arms.

Two maids served him and gently scrubbed him.

"Tsk tsk, this backyard is still comfortable. This prince should have come earlier."

"It's all because of those useless idiots who are always tied up in official duties."

Blame all the sins on your subordinates, otherwise Ning Yi would have come a long time ago.

Yang Ziqin was held in his arms so openly that her heart was beating fast and her initial panic had disappeared.

He no longer had his usual arrogant temper.

He reminded quietly: "Your Highness, please focus on your official duties. Don't waste time in this gentle place."

"Really?" Ning Yi raised his eyebrows: "This prince will try this gentle place first."

After saying that, he carried the screaming Yang Ziqin out of the bathtub by the waist.

That night, in the dormitory, there was constant panting and love.

A ray of sunlight shines into the room.

Yang Ziqin snuggled in Ning Yi's arms naked under the quilt.

Her long hair was messy and there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

It's different from last time when I was forced to just complain.

That night, Yang Ziqin's mentality changed completely.

He truly regarded the Sixth Prince as his most important support.

The maid quietly opened the door and entered the room carrying new clothes and toiletries.

She gently reminded him from outside the bed curtains: "Your Highness..."

This is the prince's mansion, although they were brought here as dowry from the Yang family.

The prince should also be the priority.

Ning Yi was still snoring with his mouth wide open.

He muttered, "Go away, let me sleep a little longer."

He turned over and hugged the smooth and delicate Yang Ziqin and continued to fall asleep.

Yang Ziqin really wanted to wait for Ning Yi to leave before getting up.

It was this man in front of her who had tortured her several times last night.

Thinking of this, I said "Pooh" softly, "You scoundrel, you have no shame."

However, Yang Ziqin's white arms were still tightly wrapped around Ning Yi's neck, unwilling to let go.

Looking at this handsome face so close to me, I used to feel so disgusted.

I never wanted to get within ten steps of him.

Now Yang Ziqin actually likes to appreciate it.

Her beautiful eyes flickered, and she wished that he would hold her in his arms and protect her forever.

However, she also knew that as the prince's consort, she needed more reminders.

"Your Highness, it's time to get up. Business is urgent."

Ning Yi was awakened by the fragrance from her mouth.

As soon as she opens her eyes, Yang Ziqin is gentle and considerate, with tenderness in her beautiful eyes.

"Tsk tsk, my lady, do you want your man to leave so soon?"

Yang Ziqin was embarrassed by what he said: "Your Highness, I don't want you to delay my work."

"Now the important thing is to accompany you. Come, accompany your husband..."

"Your Highness, it's already daybreak. Don't act recklessly, or you'll be laughed at by the servants."

Yang Ziqin was frightened. The man actually turned over again.

"What are you afraid of? We are husband and wife, and it's legal. They can only envy us."

The maids outside the bed curtains were embarrassed and hurriedly closed the door...

......

Above the palace hall.

The important issue at the morning court was always disaster relief.

"Your Majesty, news has arrived from Jiangdong. Torrential rains have continued since the earth dragon turned, and plague is raging. The disaster has spread to several states, leaving millions homeless. The disaster is so severe that several groups of victims have gathered to cause trouble, some even occupying the mountains and becoming kings. If this continues, there will be a disaster."

The Emperor Wu sitting on the dragon throne had a terrifyingly gloomy expression on his face.

"Hasn't Lao Liu been in charge of this matter? Didn't he try his best?"

An official stepped forward to report, "The Sixth Prince has already gathered a batch of disaster relief money and grain and has just set out to transport it to Jiangdong."

Emperor Wu was dissatisfied.

The court provided money and food, and confiscated property, but the situation was still so serious.

Looking at the prime minister in the front, who seemed to be dozing off.

Emperor Wu asked, "Prime Minister, what do you think?"

The Prime Minister, as if just awakened, opened his eyes and bowed, "Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince has collected money and grain to ship to Jiangdong. This is several times more than previous disaster relief funds. However, the disaster in Jiangdong this time is too severe, and the money and grain are still insufficient."

The disaster is so serious now, there is no need for the Prime Minister to get involved in this mess.

There's no need to kick someone when he's down. There are plenty of people who want to see the Sixth Prince in trouble.

All you have to do is watch the fire from the other side of the river and watch the show.

Emperor Wu was disappointed that the Prime Minister had no idea what to do.

Lao Liu couldn't come up with any good solution.

"My dear ministers, does anyone have any good ideas?"

The whole court was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

No one stood up to speak.

Countless civil servants wish that the Sixth Prince will be in trouble, so how could they possibly help and offer advice at this time?

We are all waiting to see the show. The disaster relief failed because the Sixth Prince is incompetent, and we are just spectators.