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"Take yesterday's incident where the prince rushed to the Duke's Mansion with the genius doctor he had hired. He had heard that the Crown Prince's condition had worsened, and the Duke's Mansion had closed its doors to visitors since the Crown Prince was seriously ill and unconscious. In a moment of desperation, the prince injured the guards and rushed in. He was incredibly anxious and impatient."

The fat storyteller's voice rose and fell, and he gestured in the air with his orchid finger from time to time. The storytelling scene was comparable to singing an opera. The onlookers listened to his description and watched his performance, and pictures appeared in their minds. Many girls from Beijing in the crowd had a dazed look on their faces.

In the second-floor wing across the street, a man in black holding a sword stood by the window, and two men sat facing each other by the window drinking tea.

One was dressed in green and the other in purple. If someone looked up, they would definitely find that it was Prince Yong'an himself.

Gossip is truly a traditional virtue ingrained in the Chinese people. Especially royal gossip!

Ordinary people had no access to high-ranking officials, let alone the protagonist of this gossip, Prince Yong'an. Many people who passed by heard about this gossip and ran over to watch the show. Soon, a crowd of people gathered downstairs.

"And then?"

The fat man laughed for a while, and some people in the crowd couldn't stand it anymore.

"The prince flew into the palace with a quick step, but!"

Everyone was moved by his emotions and wanted to know what was going on. Luo Dabiao looked at the increasing amount of silver and money, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.

"There's no one in the Duke's Mansion! A little maid appeared, and the prince stepped forward, grabbed the maid with one hand, and scared the little maid so much that she staggered with an anxious look."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"When the prince learned that the Crown Prince was ill in bed and had a fever before he woke up, he was extremely anxious and rushed into the inner room, dragging the elderly doctor with him..."

"The prince has been ill for such a long time, and the prince has not come to visit. You are talking nonsense!"

A man shouted.

The fat storyteller raised his orchid finger in his direction and said, "This guest asks a good question! When the prince heard that the prince had been unconscious for a long time and refused to eat or drink, he rode at full speed and searched the world for a miracle doctor, and finally invited the miracle doctor to come."

"Your Highness, how come you invited me here in such a hurry? How come I didn't know about this?" Ye Qing took a sip of tea and teased.

Bei Zhenting, who was standing opposite, had a dark face and was about to lose his temper when the fat storyteller downstairs continued, "Everyone, I, Luo Dabiao, have some important news. Are you interested in hearing it?"

"What news? Hurry up and tell me!" A man took the lead and put down a silver ingot, and everyone present took out money.

Fatty Luo said with a chuckle, "You all know that our prince, who had been unconscious for three days, woke up as soon as the prince arrived!"

"If only my dead ghost was as gentle as the prince..."

Some young ladies were so moved that they burst into tears, and they all sighed at the beautiful love between Prince Yong'an and the Duke's son.

"Everyone, do you know that there is a secret in the court now? I heard that it is not good for the Duke."

"Why not?! The Duke's Mansion has had generals for generations, loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and friendly to the people. Who would actually want to harm the Duke's Mansion?"

"Eh, although Jang Geum suffered heavy losses in the war against our dynasty, the general and his wife who defended the country died on the battlefield to save the hundreds of soldiers who returned!"

"Everyone, calm down. Let's talk about this. Back then, the Duke's Mansion was ruthless against Prince Yong'an. Now that the Duke's Mansion is in trouble, the prince, in desperation, asked Your Majesty to grant him a marriage. I think it was also to protect the young prince. He even adopted the young prince as his adopted son. Such noble character, I think there must be another hidden story behind what happened back then!"

When Bei Zhenting heard this, he slammed the table and stood up in anger.

"The Duke, you old fox, has everything against me! He even said there was a hidden story behind what happened back then. I saw it with my own eyes, so how could there be any hidden story? Qingyun, go and capture that storyteller!"

"Yes!"

Li Qingyun agreed, feeling puzzled:

It was indeed the emperor who first asked the prince to grant the marriage.

The prince had indeed said to the young master fiercely: I am your father...

That's right... The prince is indeed a fierce and unpredictable man...

After going downstairs, the storytelling stall had finished and the people had dispersed. Without saying a word, Li Qingyun grabbed Luo Dabiao, who was happily collecting money, and carried him upstairs no matter how Fatty Luo struggled.

"Who told you to spread rumors? How dare you spread rumors about me!"

"Reply... reply Your Highness, it was... it was the Duke who told me to say it..."

"what?!"

"The Duke... The Duke said that if you meet the Prince, just say this if he asks..."

Bei Zhenting was furious. "What did you say?!"

"Just said that just now..." Fatty Luo took two steps back guiltily.

"Did the Duke ask you to tell me about what happened back then?"

"That's not the case, it's just my humble opinion... Your Highness is not the Duke either..." Fatty Luo didn't dare to say anything.

"Nothing!" Bei Zhenting roared impatiently.

"I feel that the Duke is not... not an unforgivable person."

Bei Zhenting was completely speechless now. "It's not the Duke, but this king?!"

"Your Highness...Your Highness is rather...fierce." Fatty Luo lowered his head and whispered softly, picking at his fingers like a young lady...

"What are you talking about! Get out of here!"

"Yes, yes... I'll get out of here now!" Fatty Luo rolled away nimbly.

Bei Zhenting was so angry that he drank two cups of tea in a row, barely calming down his anger.

Ye Qing tried to hold back his laughter, but the prince was really angry and he didn't dare to laugh.

After the farce ended, the three of them went home. After leaving Zuisheng Restaurant and getting on the palace carriage, Bei Zhenting remembered to ask about the wedding dress.

"Your Highness, the princess took a quick look and said there's no need to change it. She doesn't seem to care..."

"How dare you not care about the wedding dress I gave you? How absurd!"

Ye Qing, sitting opposite Bei Zhenting, couldn't hold it in any longer and covered his face with his hands to cough, his face full of smiles hidden under his sleeves.

"Your Highness, if the Crown Prince doesn't take it seriously and the wedding becomes a joke, wouldn't that just achieve our goal?"

Li Qingyun followed Bei Zhenting's words and didn't find the prince's words incomprehensible at all.

Ye Qing silently turned his head towards the car window: It's so lonely to understand the funny things by yourself!

In Dacheng Palace, Bei Zhenming also received the secret news from all over the capital about the extraordinary love between Prince Yong'an and the Prince of the Duke's Mansion, and also received a painting.

"This trick, Duke, is brilliant. Even if the Duke's Mansion is truly in trouble, the two princes will be protected. After all, everyone in the capital now knows that Prince Yong'an has sought out famous doctors to treat the princes and even adopted the young prince as his adopted son. However..."

"Ah," Bei Zhenming waved his hands, "It's just a rumor in the capital, how can you take it seriously? It's good this way. Everyone thinks Qin Xi took the child in. The child is lovable and is less than four years old now. This can be considered as finding someone to rely on."

"I'm afraid that today's incident will be much easier in the court tomorrow."

Eunuch Zhu poured a cup of tea and served it with both hands.

"Old man Luo kills three birds with one stone, and he's still as resilient as ever on the battlefield."

The emperor straightened his golden robe and took the teacup.

"After they get married, the Duke will retire and return to his hometown. I will have done my utmost to repay the heroic spirits of the Luo family who have fought and died for me for generations. I never thought that even though Jang Geum's victory was not beautiful and the people had some complaints, they still defended the Duke's Mansion."

The young emperor, who had just turned thirty, squinted his eyes and took a sip of tea. "For years, I had no idea that the Duke's Mansion was so popular among the people..."

Eunuch Zhu's heart skipped a beat. "Your Majesty wants to..."

"Oh, no need. I was just saying this. The Duke's Mansion is no longer a threat. I am a wise ruler. Okay, please step aside."

Eunuch Zhu nodded and retreated, alarm bells ringing in his heart. He reflected on whether he had done anything treasonous or inappropriate. He patted his heart and was glad that he did not have any big ambitions.

Bei Zhenting was so angry today that he lost his mind, and at night he finally turned back into the cruel and ruthless living devil.

"The Duke is truly a veteran of the battlefield. He blatantly settled the court with a mixture of truth and lies, and found a backer for his two grandsons. But after this incident, the whole capital is saying that I am in love with the Crown Prince and even adopted him as my son. If I do anything to the Crown Prince, I will probably bear the wrath of the world. This is really outrageous!"

Li Qingyun also understood and thought of something, and took out a painting from his arms.

"Your Highness, besides today's rumors, the people of the capital and even the daughters of officials are buying your portraits..."

"What portrait?" Bei Zhenting wondered.

"Your Highness, please take a look. This is a reprint. I found out the original was bought by someone from the government."

Bei Zhenting took the painting, and the one in the painting was actually Bei Zhenting twelve years ago. The young man was full of vigor and vitality, sitting upright with a sword in his arms, as if he didn't want to be painted. He actually looked a bit green and cute.

The artist captured the spirit very well, and expressed the youthful cuteness very accurately.

The painting method is also very special, unprecedented, with alternating light and dark, changes in light and dark, and delicate lines.

Bei Zhenting's expression changed from gloomy to bright, and he asked sullenly, "Who is the painter?"

"It's the princess."

Bei Zhenting thought about it and seemed to remember that his mother had once wanted to have some fun and had pulled him and the emperor, who was still the crown prince, to sit together and paint their portraits.

The painter invited was the famous Mr. Zhuang at that time. The wife of the general who defended the country was also there, as well as that annoying little brat.

The little brat had nothing to do and wanted to draw, so the late emperor was very pleased and gave him paper and pen.

At that time, Bei Zhenting didn't want to be painted, so he ran away without even looking at the painting.

At this moment, in Longxin Palace, the emperor was wearing his bedclothes and about to fall asleep when he suddenly caught sight of the scroll on the desk and picked it up and unfolded it.

The two teenagers are standing close to each other as if they are not getting along. One of them is unhappy and seems to want to run away, while the other one has become somewhat calmer. He just uses his hand to hold down the boy who wants to escape. The emotional portrayal is very unique. The simple black and white, light and dark changes actually show all the colors. This painting method is unheard of.

Back then, Bei Zhenming had carefully examined the paintings, including the immature masterpieces of the seven-year-old young master...

"The prince's painting skills are so amazing!" Bei Zhenming touched his non-existent beard, and suddenly his face became gloomy and unhappy again.

"Things in life are unpredictable. Young people were loyal to the core, but now there is a difference between the ruler and his subjects. People and things will always change..."

Amidst his wild fantasies, Bei Zhenming suddenly came to his senses and finally remembered his true thoughts: this way of painting can be used in the Dali Temple to make it easier to arrest people!

Luo Yao, leisurely at the Duke's Mansion, was oblivious to the world outside his window. He had no idea of the rumors circulating in the capital about his extraordinary love affair with Prince Yong'an. He was even less aware that the sketch he had casually drawn would be used in the Dali Temple to investigate a case and track down a murderer.

He was very weak and had fallen asleep long ago.

After a day of spreading the rumor, the whole city of Beijing believed it and became obsessed with the melodramatic love story between the prince and the son of his enemy.

At the same time, the prince's portrait went viral, and the people actually forgot the true identity of Prince Yong'an, the living devil, overnight.

Women from ordinary families and even daughters of officials looked at the current Prince Yong'an with a thick filter: The prince is so domineering! So handsome! I like him so much!

So, although this marriage was clearly a personal revenge, the whole capital was looking forward to it.

Bei Zhenting is unhappy. He is getting married, and he is unhappy. Why is everyone except him so excited!

He originally wanted to play a prank on Luo Yao and make him look bad in his wedding dress, but he changed into another one under Ye Qing's persuasion, because everyone knew that he, Prince Yong'an, was deeply in love with the prince of the Duke's Mansion!

The originally casual betrothal gifts were doubled, with the excuse that there were too many betrothal gifts and they should be sent in batches... Bei Zhenting's love was put on hold!

Bei Zhenting was not happy at all!