The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

Even though he found out that Yan Jin was the mastermind behind the incident, Yan Heng still couldn't figure out who had placed the yellow robe in his tent. After all, the people around him were all close to the late queen and unlikely to betray him.

Because he hadn't figured this out, Yan Heng couldn't completely clear himself of suspicion. So he simply went along with it, staying in the East Palace and waiting for the other party to reveal their true intentions.

As for Shangguan, Yan Heng pursed his lips at the thought of this woman. Shangguan Qing was the daughter of the Minister of Revenue. She was aloof and beautiful, exceptionally intelligent, and always had many ways of impressing people. Even though Yan Heng had always been averse to women, he developed a fondness for Shangguan Qing during his interactions with her. It was a rare opportunity for Yan Heng to actively approach a woman, wanting to offer her the status of Crown Princess. Unexpectedly, Shangguan Qing flatly rejected him. This displeased Yan Heng, but he grew increasingly fascinated by this woman.

Thinking of this, Yan Heng's eyes flashed with displeasure, and his lips were tightly pursed. Frightened, his subordinates quickly lowered their heads, trying to minimize their presence.

"Big chicken legs! Two!" Suddenly, a dream talk came from the side.

Yan Heng turned his head speechlessly and saw the little palace maid sleeping soundly, drooling at the corner of her mouth. She was mumbling to herself, as if she was enjoying a feast.

Now, all of Yan Heng's displeasure disappeared, leaving only deep speechlessness.

The masked man also secretly glanced at the little palace maid and lit candles for her in his heart.

"You should withdraw first." Yan Heng said to the masked man. Hearing this, the masked man responded and quickly disappeared, fearing that Yan Heng's anger would affect him. Their master had a very bad temper and was not easy to serve.

Yan Heng stood beside the little palace maid and pushed her hard with his hand. But Wenrou was sleeping soundly. She stretched out her little hand and waved it, like chasing away a bug, trying to drive away the person who disturbed her sleep.

Yan Heng frowned, a look of impending danger on his face, as he looked at this fearless little maid. Furthermore, he was clearly the master, yet this little maid was living a more comfortable life than he, which made Yan Heng very unhappy.

"I want to drink water!" Yan Heng leaned over to Wenrou's ear and said loudly.

This time Wenrou woke up. She jumped up suddenly and hit Yan Heng's chin directly.

Yan Heng wiped his chin, which had been feigning pain, and looked at the little maid with a sinister look, considering whether to get rid of her and throw her into the well in the harem. He had not killed her before, just to make a show, not wanting others to discover that he could communicate with the outside world. But now, he felt that the little maid's presence was making him unhappy.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Wenrou realized that she had bumped into Yan Heng, and she said softly while rubbing her forehead.

Yan Heng looked at the little maid as if she were a dead person, and said through gritted teeth, "I asked you to keep watch, not to sleep."

Wenrou shrugged her shoulders like a puppy that had lost a bone, and whispered, "Okay, I understand." She was really sleepy. When she was a maid, although she had to sweep the floor every day, she didn't have to stay up late at night. It was nothing like now, when she couldn't sleep at night.

Seeing Wenrou like this, Yan Heng felt much more relieved. He looked down at Wenrou and said, "Don't sit there. Stand by the wall. Otherwise, you will definitely fall asleep again."

Wenrou looked at Yan Heng with despair, stood up heavily, walked to the wall with a fearless attitude, and stood there obediently.

Yan Heng didn't give up yet. He touched his chin and said, "Take the vase next to you and hold it on your head. Don't let it drop."

Wenrou stared at Yanheng with wide eyes, not expecting him to be so vicious. Yanheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Wenrou dangerously. Seeing this, Wenrou dared not resist and obediently held the vase.

Seeing this, Yan Heng returned to his inner room and went to bed to rest. He felt that this little palace maid was really ungrateful. If it were in the past, he would have thrown such a disobedient servant into the Xinzheku long ago.

Wenrou held the vase, her head nodding as she leaned against the wall. As her head moved, the vase hit the wall again and again, making a regular, crisp sound.

Wenrou tried hard to control herself at first, but later her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"Ding, ding, ding." Yan Heng opened his eyes suddenly, the sound annoying him so much that he couldn't sleep. He threw back the quilt, strode out of bed, and stared at the ignorant little palace maid.

He really underestimated this little palace maid. She could actually fall asleep while standing. Yan Heng was almost furious. He picked up the water prepared beside him, walked directly to Wenrou, and poured it over her head.

After being splashed with water, Wenrou woke up all of a sudden. She blinked her big watery eyes and looked at Yan Heng innocently.

"No, Xu, sleep." Yan Heng said through gritted teeth. Because of all this trouble, Yan Heng couldn't sleep anymore. He picked up his sword and left the house to start practicing sword under the moon.

And Wenrou, the culprit, was punished by him to stand aside and continue to hold the vase.

The next day, Yan Heng had dark circles under his eyes and an unusually cold expression. Wenrou's legs were trembling, and she couldn't even walk steadily.

The masked man came to report to Yan Heng. Seeing Wenrou walking unsteadily, and then looking at the prince who seemed not to have slept well, all kinds of imaginations began to run through his mind. Everyone had heard that the prince was not interested in women but men, but it seemed that was not true. Judging from the appearance of the little palace maid, the prince was not only interested in women, but also terribly strong.

"Zhang Ji!" Yan Heng couldn't help but shout when he saw his capable subordinate was actually in a daze. He felt that since the arrival of the little palace maid, even those around him had been infected and become extremely stupid.

"Your Highness, please forgive me!" Zhang Ji quickly knelt down and kowtowed to apologize.

"Go on." Yan Heng didn't sleep well and his head hurt so much that he said with gritted teeth.

"Yes, the Fifth Prince will depart tomorrow. As Your Highness expected, Miss Shangguan will be traveling with him to the southwest." Zhang Ji reported tremblingly, head bowed. As a close confidant of Your Highness, he naturally knew that Your Highness was interested in Miss Shangguan. Now Miss Shangguan and the Fifth Prince were traveling together, alone, a slap in the face of the Crown Prince.

Sure enough, when Yan Heng heard that Shangguan Qing was going to the southwest with Yan Jin, his face suddenly became gloomy: "Does she like that lowly Yan Jin so much?" When he thought about Shangguan Qing rejecting him without hesitation, but caring so much about Yan Jin, Yan Heng was so angry that he swept everything on the table in front of him to the ground, making a loud noise.

Wenrou was leaning against the door to catch up on her sleep. When she heard the loud noise, she was suddenly awakened and subconsciously shouted, "It's an earthquake, Daddy, run!" She seemed to think that she was still fleeing with her father. When she woke up, she remembered that she was on duty in the East Palace.