The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

There was a moment of silence in the air. The emperor looked dimly in thought, and Prince Yong did not speak either.

Everyone knows what happened four years ago.

After a while, the emperor's voice broke the silence: "Yu'er, tell me the truth, but what is the root cause of your illness after you were imprisoned four years ago?"

There were some things that Prince Yong could not say voluntarily. The emperor was his father, but he was also the ruler of a country who held the power of life and death over everyone. But since he asked, it was a different matter.

"Father, I disobeyed Your Majesty's will and deserve to be imprisoned."

Prince Yong covered his lips and coughed twice, and felt much better. Yunqiao's medical skills were no worse than those of the imperial physicians in the palace.

The old emperor's face was filled with anger: "You deserve to be imprisoned, but it is unjust for someone to hurt you like this."

"Father, please don't be angry, lest you hurt your body. I am fine. I just need to take good care of myself and I will recover."

"Your life is hanging by a thread, and you are still comforting your father?" The old emperor's eyes became moist again.

Qi Ziyu looked at the emperor in front of the bed and said, "Father, you should take care of your health. That's the most important thing. Father is the ruler of a country and is busy with state affairs. It's much harder than a minister like you."

The emperor choked up, thinking of the child who had been filial since childhood, but was just taciturn and not talkative, not as good at pleasing others as Prince Xin. However, in his heart, he truly cared about his father.

The emperor stood up and looked at Prince Yong: "Take good care of your health."

After saying this, the emperor turned around and left. Qi Ziyu stood up and said, "Your son, I will see you off..."

"What are you sending?" The emperor turned around and glared at Qi Ziyu, "Have a good rest. Don't let your father, an old man, send you off with his young son."

After the emperor finished speaking, he strode away, left Prince Yong's Mansion, and got on the carriage.

Gu Yuan followed behind the emperor and could see that his majesty was angry.

The carriage rumbled towards the palace.

The emperor's voice drifted from the carriage: "Four years ago, who was responsible for interrogating Prince Yong in prison?"

"Your Majesty, I don't remember the events of that time very clearly," Eunuch Gu said cautiously. "But I do remember that the Minister of Justice at the time was Minister Hua. Because he failed to interrogate Prince Yong, Your Majesty dismissed him. Your Majesty then handed the matter over to the then Vice Minister of Justice, Lord Zhen, who is now the Minister of Justice."

"Did Zhen Zhinian interrogate you?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, Minister Zhen made great contributions in interrogating Prince Yong and uncovering the old Grand Tutor and others behind the scenes. Your Majesty promoted him to the position of Minister of Justice."

The emperor couldn't help but fall silent. He didn't know whether the others were wronged or not, but at that time, he was annoyed with the old Grand Tutor, so he took this opportunity to order the Grand Tutor's Mansion to move out of Shangjing.

The emperor's eyes were heavy. "Was it Zhen Jinian who tortured Prince Yong?"

"I'm not very familiar with the internal affairs of the Ministry of Justice. If Your Majesty has any doubts about what happened back then, you can investigate..."

"Don't alert the enemy yet." The emperor said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Eunuch Gu could see that Lord Zhen, the Minister of Justice, was remembered by His Majesty.

It would be best for Zhen Zhinian not to make any mistakes recently, otherwise, if the matter of Prince Yong is implicated, the consequences will be serious.

The next morning, before daybreak, Si Yan took Si Ce and Si Zhe for training.

After the two finished their training, Si Yan told them to keep doing this every day for the next few days.

Si Yan continued training for another half an hour, and after taking a shower, he prepared to go out.

Si Rong came in from the door: "Miss, Aunt Lan is here."

"Let Aunt Lan in." Si Yan walked out of the room and saw a middle-aged woman standing in the yard. She was in her thirties and had a gentle smile on her face.

"Miss." Aunt Lan called out softly when she saw Si Yan.

Si Yan walked towards the middle-aged woman: "Aunt Lan, just call me Yan'er as usual."

"Yes, Miss." Aunt Lan smiled and came forward with the winter clothes she had made herself. "The New Year is coming soon. I made two clothes for you. Do you like them?"

Si Yan's eyes swept over the tray in Aunt Lan's hand. There were two neatly folded clothes on it, one was festive red and the other was bright yellow, both colors that young girls liked.

Si Yan smiled slightly: "I like it. As long as it is made by Aunt Lan, I like it."

When the middle-aged woman opposite heard this, her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Auntie Lan, where have you been these two years?" Si Yan asked softly.

In Si Yan's impression, Aunt Lan is even more profound than her mother. Aunt Lan can be regarded as half her mother.

She had never seen her biological mother since she was a child, and only saw her in her father's paintings. Aunt Lan came into the mansion when she was five years old and had always been very kind to her and her father.

"Auntie Lan hasn't gone anywhere..." Lan Wei lowered her head slightly, wiped her tears, and said nothing more, "Yan'er, try this dress and see if it fits you."

As she spoke, she picked up a red dress and asked Si Yan to try it on. The red dress was embroidered with delicate plum blossoms and orchids. Si Yan looked stunning in it!

Aunt Lan looked at the little girl who had grown a lot taller in front of her, and was full of emotion: "Yan'er has grown taller. I estimated that Yan'er should have grown taller in the past two years, so I specially made it a few sizes longer, and it will fit perfectly."

"Thank you, Aunt Lan. The dress looks great." The dress was indeed beautiful, but if Si Yan wore it, he would probably get too many people turning around to look at him.

"Yan'er is prettier." Aunt Lan looked gently at the graceful woman in front of her, her eyes full of smiles.

Yan'er has a small face as big as a palm, delicate features, and fair skin. The red color really suits her. Yan'er has such a beautiful appearance, and her mother must be extremely beautiful too.

"Auntie Lan is also very beautiful." Si Yan replied softly.

Aunt Lan couldn't help but be stunned, her face flushed slightly, and she tucked the hair beside her ear: "Is Yan'er going out?"

"Yes." Si Yan nodded.

"Then you go and do your work first. Aunt Lan won't disturb you anymore." After Aunt Lan said that, she left the yard.

Si Yan took Si Rong out of the city and came to a dilapidated temple outside the city.

Wei Shu was tied to a pillar in the dilapidated temple and blindfolded. Si Yan raised his hand and Si Rong stepped forward to untie the rope and blindfold for him.

"Mr. Wei, I apologize for any offense you may have caused me during this period. You may leave now."

"Offended?" Wei Shu snorted coldly, his face gloomy. "What is your purpose in allowing others to humiliate me like this?"

This woman had his clothes stripped off, and she called it a physical examination for him?

He wasn't stupid enough to believe that this woman would care about his body.

Si Yan said calmly: "Mr. Wei is in good health and can return to Prince Chen's Mansion."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Wei Shu stared at Si Yan, but he couldn't figure out what Si Yan's purpose was.

"I want to let you go. If Mr. Wei doesn't want to leave, you can stay here."

Wei Shu had a strong illusion that this woman must have some conspiracy!

"If Mr. Wei doesn't leave now, I'm going to regret it."

Wei Shu picked up his outer robe from the ground and walked out without looking back.

A subordinate stepped forward beside Si Rong and said, "Miss, after examining Wei Shu's body, I have noted down his features. The most obvious one is the dark red birthmark on his left leg."

"Okay, I understand." Si Yan nodded, took the records from his subordinates, read them one by one, and asked Si Rong to put them away.

Si Yan instructed, "Have someone settle Uncle Niu and Uncle Li. For the time being, they have to live outside the city. Remember, keep it a secret. When the time comes, I will bring them into the city."

Uncle Niu is the crazy uncle mentioned by Sice, and Uncle Li is the uncle with a broken arm. Both of them were people who experienced the massacre at Beiyan Pass that year, and they are extremely crucial to Si Yan's future discovery of the General's Mansion of the Protectorate.

"Yes, Miss." Si Rong accepted the order.

"Where are the osmanthus wine and beggar's chicken that I asked you to prepare?" Si Yan asked.

Another subordinate quickly brought over a pot of wine and a food box. "Miss, everything is in here. Let our cook in the manor cook the beggar's chicken freshly made. The taste is guaranteed to be authentic."

Si Yan opened the food box and took a look. He nodded with satisfaction and said to Si Rong, "Go back to the city and go to the Ministry of Justice."

Si Rong thought he had misheard: "Miss, where are you going?"

"Let's go to the Ministry of Justice." Si Yan smiled and looked at the stunned Si Rong, "I just beat up the son of the Minister of Justice. I have to go see if Lord Zhen is angry?"

Si Rong: ...