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

Sitting on the dragon throne in the Yangxin Palace, Liang Zhan was selecting the next study papers for Chongyue when he suddenly felt an itch in his nose and sneezed.

The bright yellow file in his hand shook, and the top one fell directly to the ground.

"Your Majesty, please move the ice vat in the palace further away."

The master took people to search Jingyang Palace, and Little Leo stood where the master had originally stood.

"No need. Wait until your master comes back and ask him to bring the imperial physician's order to see me."

Liang Zhan rubbed the tip of his nose, slowly bent down to pick up the files that had fallen to the ground, dusted off the non-existent dust on them, put all the files he had just selected into the cabinet, and locked it with a small and exquisite lock.

"Okay, you can leave now. No one is allowed to come in without my order."

Little Leo put down the ink block in his hand, bowed and left.

As soon as he left, a black shadow jumped down from the beam:

"Your Majesty, Dugu's body has been found. Of the two groups that stole Dugu's body, most of your Highness's men are dead. Only one of the most skilled fighters managed to escape during the chaos. The other group has been apprehended. Under torture, they confessed the identity of the mastermind."

After An Yi finished speaking, he handed the envelope in his hand to His Majesty's dragon desk and stood there, waiting for His Majesty's instructions.

Liang Zhan didn't even raise his eyelids. He took the letter and opened it. After just two glances, he snorted coldly. He casually threw the thin piece of letter paper aside and sighed helplessly:

"How could my late queen, such a clever woman, give birth to such a fool? Does he really think that my throne belongs only to him?"

An Yi stood there with his head down, not daring to say much. He had checked the letter before delivering it to His Majesty, so he naturally knew what was written in the letter and understood why His Majesty was so angry.

Liang Zhan looked at the piece of paper that he had thrown away and was stained with ink. It was like his son. He had always had hope for him since he was a child, but unfortunately, the pure white paper had long been stained black in places he could not see.

"Go find out who is supporting Prince Shu. Once you find out, find a reason to execute their entire family."

An Yi stood there, still waiting for His Majesty to punish His Royal Highness Prince Shu. After waiting for a while, he didn't hear His Majesty speak again. He instantly understood, bowed and took his leave, and left from the dark.

After An Yi left, Liang Zhan sat in silence for a long time before he slowly reached out and picked up the blackened letter paper and read it again word by word.

They are all his children. He knows what kind of person Chongyue is. He also knows Prince Shu.

Liang Zhan stroked the paper in his hand, not caring whether the ink stained his hands or not. After a long time, when the ink had dried completely, he folded the letter and burned it with a candle.

The scorching flames instantly ignited in his hand, and the small piece of letter paper was quickly burned to only a small piece.

The paper ashes fell to the ground, and a strong smell of cigarette smoke filled the hall. Liang Zhan sighed silently and pulled out a booklet from a locked cabinet beside him.

The booklet is very small and is placed at the innermost part of the cabinet. When I take it out, it is only the size of a palm. It is indeed a thick book.

Liang Zhan picked up a pen and found King Shu's name on the booklet. He crossed it out fiercely and wrote the following comment: Idiot.

Perhaps because he felt that the scolding was too short and a bit awkward, Liang Zhan added another sentence at the end: Just be a leisurely prince in this life.

Below King Shu's name was King Li's. Liang Zhan hesitated for a long time before picking up his pen. Only when the ink dripped onto the paper did he make a decision, put the pen down, and closed the booklet filled with names.

But the moment he closed it, the ink that had not yet dried was printed on Prince Li's name, and happened to cover up the word "An" in his name.

Liang Zhan stuffed the booklet back into the deepest part of the cabinet and began to review the memorials.

On the other side, Liang Chongyue was also busy working. The booklets became more and more profound and obscure as she read on. There were obviously more convenient expressions, but they had to be made so complicated that her eyes were tired.

Time passed unknowingly as Liang Chongyue finished reading most of the booklet. There were also many messy memorials thrown around on the floor of the Yangxin Palace by his scumbag father.

"Your Highness, Princess Guangling has taken the medicine and her cough has improved a lot. I wanted to come and thank you."

Yun Ling's voice rang out from outside. Liang Chongyue rubbed the corners of his eyes, which were a little sore, closed the half-read book, locked it, and walked out.

The Queen Mother's Yiku Palace was lush and green. As soon as she walked out, she felt her eyes relaxed.

"Let's go. This princess has some things to tell my aunt."

When Liang Chongyue walked to his mother's bedroom, he stood outside the door and heard joyful laughter from inside.

"Your son pays homage to the Queen Mother, Aunt Rong."

As soon as Liang Chongyue entered, before he finished the ceremony, he was lifted up by a pair of pale and thin hands. When he raised his eyes, he met a pair of tearful eyes as blue as autumn water.

"My dear child, you are my savior. I will never forget your kindness. I have no way to repay you. I have something to give you."

Liang Chongyue lifted Aunt Rong's hands with her hands and lifted her up. Before Aunt Rong finished speaking, she felt something cold in her hands.

Liang Chongyue looked down and found that it was a piece of fire jade.

"Aunt, what is this?"

The color of this fire jade looked somewhat familiar. Liang Chongyue glanced sideways at He Yanting who was standing beside him, and his eyes were immediately fixed on the fiery red jade pendant tied around his waist.

The only difference between the two is that the one Aunt Rong gave her has no carvings on it, and even the patterns are naturally formed without any processing or polishing.

"This fire jade is only found in Yunzhou. Auntie knows Chongyue loves jade. This is the symbol of the Guangling Palace, a jade pendant that only our family members possess. Auntie thanks you. From now on, with this jade pendant, you can command anyone in the Guangling Palace to do things for you. Chongyue is always welcome in Yunzhou."

Liang Chongyue's hand stroked the jade pendant. The cool touch formed a sharp contrast with its fiery red appearance. This was what she deserved, so there was no need to be too polite.

"Chongyue really loves jade, thank you for your kindness, aunt."

There is only a small hole on the jade, and it is in an inconspicuous place. If you want to wear it, you need to find a professional to thread the needle and make a special jade rope.

Liang Chongyue accepted the jade and turned to hand it to Yunling. Yunling was good at this kind of delicate work. Most of the jade pendants she wore were made by Yunling and her friends.