The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Liang Chongyue nimbly climbed up a crooked tree and sat on a branch, facing the main gate of Jingyang Palace.

Not long after, the scumbag father's procession arrived at the gate of Jingyang Palace. Jingyang Palace was not big, with only one main hall and one side hall. Now the owners of these two rooms had a miscarriage and heavy bleeding, and were too weak to get out of bed. The other should have already lined up at the gate of the underworld to be reborn.

Qi Deyuan's familiar singing voice sounded. Liang Chongyue looked at Ye'er who was jogging from not far away, and knelt down in front of her scumbag father with a plop, her face full of panic. It seemed that her acting skills were pretty good.

"I, Ye'er, a maid from Jingyang Palace, pay my respects to Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty."

Ye'er knelt down respectfully. The sound was not loud, but it was clear in the palace where it was so quiet that only the chirping of cicadas could be heard.

"What's going on in this palace? Why are you waiting here alone?"

Qi Deyuan could feel the coldness of His Majesty without turning his head. He was standing closest to His Majesty, and in the middle of summer, it felt like that half of his body was about to be frozen.

Facing Eunuch Qi's questioning, Ye'er was so scared that she almost cried. She even stuttered when she spoke, and it was difficult for her to explain the matter clearly:

"Empress Lian said she wanted to have a quiet conversation with His Majesty, and she told all the servants to step back and not come any closer."

Qi Deyuan watched as the maid finally spoke haltingly. She breathed a sigh of relief, which made him sweat. When the maid finally finished, Qi Deyuan immediately turned to face His Majesty:

"Your Majesty, Concubine Lian is deeply concerned about you. I will accompany Your Majesty to visit Concubine Lian."

Qi Deyuan had been with His Majesty for many years and could sense His Majesty's emotions from even the slightest of his movements. Feeling His Majesty's outward coldness was even worse, Qi Deyuan thought that the little palace maid in front of him was an eyesore to His Majesty, and quickly waved his hand to let her leave.

Liang Zhan glanced down and saw the little palace maid thanking Qi Deyuan profusely before leaving. She showed no sign of panic at all and her steps were steady. But Qi Deyuan, who was old and with blurry eyesight, couldn't see it and even smiled at him with a shameless face.

Liang Zhan raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Qi Deyuan's gaze. The door of Concubine Lian's Palace was closed. He could clearly sense that there was an ignorant little girl sitting on the tree branch behind him.

He wanted to use all his tricks except for Concubine Lian, but he had to use this kind of trick to hurt his face. Thinking of this, Liang Zhan's eyes turned cold and he laughed out of anger.

Feeling the burning gaze from behind, Chongyue must be staring wide-eyed, waiting without blinking to see how she would deal with Concubine Lian and the adulterer.

"Qi Deyuan."

"Your Majesty, the servant is here."

Qi Deyuan bent his waist even more, and he didn't even dare to raise his head until His Majesty said something.

"I'm very tired these days, so I won't go in. Tell Concubine Lian that after she dies, I will posthumously confer the title of Imperial Concubine on her. If she has anything else to say, let her tell you and then come back to tell me."

After saying that, Liang Zhan turned around and left Jingyang Palace without looking back. When he passed the crooked tree, he stopped and instructed Little Li who was following him:

"This tree ruins the palace's feng shui. Have it cut down tomorrow and plant a new one here."

Liang Chongyue was sitting on a tree branch. In order to watch the excitement today, she changed into a neat set of clothes. But when her scumbag father looked at her, she always felt that he was not looking at the tree, but at her behind the tree.

Especially when her scumbag father said he wanted to cut down the tree, her heart skipped a beat when she looked into his cold eyes through the lush branches.

Until the scumbag father walked out of the gate of Jingyang Palace, Liang Chongyue was still wondering what the scumbag father's eyes just now meant.

All the layouts in the palace are carefully considered, and it is absolutely impossible for a tree to destroy the feng shui of the palace.

That look from that scumbag dad just now was intentional. He knew I was here, so he looked over here. Was it a warning, or...

Liang Chongyue was a little confused about what his scumbag father was thinking for a moment.

"Whose family are you from? How dare you climb a tree in the palace? Do you want to die?"

Suddenly, a clear young voice was heard from behind. Liang Chongyue turned around in shock and pulled out the jade hairpin from her hair at an extremely fast speed. Before she could see the person's appearance clearly, the sharp end of the hairpin had already touched the most vulnerable part of the boy's neck.

"Who are you?"

Liang Chongyue's voice was low and carried the majesty of a superior, his eyes fixed on the strange boy in front of him. The boy was originally sitting on a branch close to the trunk. In order to better control him, Liang Chongyue pulled the man in front of him, holding the boy's collar with one hand, and the jade hairpin in the other hand was about to pierce the boy's neck.

He Yanting was grabbed by the person in front of him and his body unconsciously moved closer to the beautiful girl in front of him. The moment their eyes met, He Yanting's breathing stagnated, and his whole body was stunned for a long time as if he had been acupunctured.

He Yanting's pupils shrank slightly, clearly reflecting the cold face of the woman in front of him. It was a beautiful face that even the top painters in Daxia could not draw.

Her eyebrows were as dark as distant ink, her eyes were like stars, her nose was straight and upturned, her lips were naturally red, her skin was as white as cream, and it was whiter than snow. The bright sunlight that came in through the layers of leaves fell on her face, and suddenly the world was eclipsed.

Such a pair of bright peach blossom eyes, and a face that is 50% similar to the current Empress. Although He Yanting did not often enter the palace in the past, he had seen the Empress several times when he was young. He had heard his mother talk about how this close friend of hers was famous in the capital as the most beautiful woman in Daxia. Now, when he saw Her Royal Highness Princess Zhenguo for the first time, he realized that what his mother said was true.

Liang Chongyue had been tired of seeing such stunned and dazed looks since she was a child. She was beautiful and knew it. Fortunately, the person in front of her was only dazed for a moment, and her eyes regained clarity.

Liang Chongyue surveyed the young man before him. He was dressed in a dark blue brocade robe, delicately embroidered with gold thread and cloud patterns, shimmering faintly in the sunlight. A jade belt inlaid with emeralds cinched his waist, outlining his lean figure. He wore a black cape, even the edges of which were embroidered with gold thread and cloud patterns. He wore a purple-gold crown, set with a large pearl, which accentuated his handsome features.

She also wore a crimson jade pendant around her waist, with the word "He" clearly engraved on it.

"I am the Crown Prince of Guangling—He Yanting."