Shen Qiu's brows were tightly knitted together.

She just felt that Ye Chen's hands were not honest. Her eyes became very sharp and she instinctively wanted to pull her hand back, but suddenly she saw Ye Chen's focused expression at this time, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

It seems, maybe, maybe Ye Chen is really treating her hand?

"Your Majesty, can my hand be healed like this?"

Shen Qiu bit his lip and asked in a cold tone.

"Qiu'er, I'm helping you clear the blood clots. Once the blood clots are cleared, the swelling on your hand will go away, and then you'll be fine."

Ye Chen smiled slightly, with a friendly attitude.

Even though Shen Qiu's wrist was swollen, his skin was still as white as jade, smooth and tender to the touch, and very bony.

While moistening, it also contains fullness and strength.

It feels really comfortable to touch.

Moreover, this was also to help Shen Qiu clear the blood stasis, so Ye Chen rubbed it very seriously.

After hearing Ye Chen's explanation, Shen Qiu finally stopped asking questions. Soon, as Ye Chen rubbed him, Shen Qiu felt a coolness slowly seeping in from his wrist.

The burning pain in Shen Qiu's wrist gradually disappeared, and the swollen area slowly subsided.

She opened her pretty eyes slightly, but she didn't expect the effect to be so significant, and she was very surprised.

Ye Chen's movements at this time also became much gentler.

Now that he saw that it was working, Shen Qiu naturally couldn't pull his hand back.

Until the carriage had entered the palace and stopped in front of the Yangxin Palace.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived at the Yangxin Palace. I will now report to the Empress Dowager."

Shen Qiu quickly pulled his hand back, distanced himself from Ye Chen, and then clasped his fists towards Ye Chen.

"Qiu'er, go quickly. By the way, I will have Cheng'en give you the methods for interrogating the masters later. Tonight, use the methods I give you to deal with those masters. I am not afraid that they will not confess."

Ye Chen's tone was full of confidence.

"Yes."

Shen Qiu got off the carriage and left.

When Ye Chen saw Shen Qiu leave, he got off the carriage and walked towards the Yangxin Palace.

"His Majesty."

Cheng'en was the first to come forward.

"No need to be so polite. Go get some silk and writing brushes, and call Hua Rui over."

Ye Chen waved his hand, walked into the Yangxin Palace and sat down.

Cheng'en quickly brought the brocade and writing brush. Ye Chen picked up the brush and recalled for a while before starting to write.

Many punishments in later generations have moved away from physical punishment and instead have involved mental torture of people, which is no less severe than physical torture.

Ye Chen wrote a few casually and handed them to Cheng En beside him.

"Give these to Qiu'er."

After Cheng'en left with the brocade, Huarui had already entered the Yangxin Palace.

At this time, Huarui was wearing a pink palace brocade dress. A light yellow exquisite bellyband could be seen between the collar. Her youthful and energetic body was outlined with extremely attractive body curves, showing the beauty of the girl's figure.

Ye Chen felt a little hot in his heart just by taking a look.

He immediately stood up and put his arm around Huarui's slender waist.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

The pistil pressed against Ye Chen's thick chest, and a blush quickly appeared on her pretty face.

"Hua Rui, it's late at night, I'm tired."

Ye Chen put his head close to Hua Rui's ear.

Hua Rui instantly felt a strong masculine scent coming towards her, and an itch that started from the base of her ears quickly spread to her whole body.

"Ah."

Hua Rui nodded slightly and said softly, "Your Majesty has worked hard today. Let me serve you."

"Ah."

Ye Chen smiled quickly, picked up Hua Rui, and walked towards the couch.

The hibiscus in the warm tent makes for a sleepless night.

The next day, it was still dark.

In front of the palace gate.

All civil and military officials gathered here.

Yang Dechang stood calmly in front of all the officials, quietly waiting for the palace gate to open.

Suddenly, the Imperial Censor Chen Xiu came to him.

"Prime Minister, Qian Jie has failed."

Hearing this, Yang Dechang, who had been calm and composed, frowned slightly, and his old face suddenly became gloomy.

"Where are Qian Jie and the others?"

Yang Dechang lowered his voice and asked.

"He's missing, but I don't think he's alive."

Chen Xiu's tone was a little heavy.

Gao Yunhe, who had been standing beside Yang Dechang, frowned and asked, "Prime Minister, two consecutive assassination attempts have failed. It seems that the young emperor is on guard."

"Humph, this little emperor must have received the news in advance."

Yang Dechang's eyes grew sharp, and he said, "It seems that not only did the young emperor personally go on a secret visit, but he must have other spies outside the palace. Have our people found out anything?"

"No, Prime Minister. With Qian Jie's death, our influence among the people in the capital was severely damaged. It will probably take some time to find out anything."

Chen Xiu shook his head and replied.

"Tsk, spread the news to the palace. I'm about to launch the palace's biggest hidden move."

Yang Dechang's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. The repeated failures had made him determined to eliminate Ye Chen's spies outside the palace.

"Prime Minister, if we use that hidden chess piece, it will be very likely to be exposed. The little emperor is very smart now."

Gao Yunhe frowned slightly and said.

"Let it be exposed. Just wait until the next time the little emperor leaves the palace, and I will get rid of him and his hidden chess pieces outside the palace. By then, the little emperor will be dead, and the hidden chess pieces in the palace will naturally be safe."

There was a murderous tone in Yang Dechang's voice. He was going to kill Ye Chen at the risk of exposing himself as a pawn in the palace.

"Go and inform Wu Ba and have him come to the capital immediately. Don't let that little emperor think that apart from Qian Jie, I have no one else to rely on!"

Yang Dechang then snorted coldly again. He had a lot of chess pieces in his hand, and losing one Qian Jie was nothing.

Hearing this, Gao Yunhe and Chen Xiu nodded. At this time, the palace gate slowly opened, and Yang Dechang waved his sleeves as if nothing had happened and walked into the palace.

All officials entered the palace and the palace bells rang loudly.

In the Yangxin Palace.

Ye Chen opened his eyes, feeling the softness and smoothness in his arms, and smiled slightly, but unexpectedly the pistil slipped out of his arms like a loach.

"Your Majesty, would you like me to help you dress?"

Huarui knelt in front of the bed and said very respectfully.

At this time, Huarui was already wearing a thin, almost transparent dress, with two mandarin ducks embroidered on her golden bellyband.

"No need. I won't be attending court today. I need to sleep a little longer. Come up and massage my legs."

Ye Chen stretched out his legs and said.

Hearing this, Hua Rui smiled sweetly, sat on the couch, picked up Ye Chen's legs, placed them on her thighs, and squeezed them gently.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, then Cheng En's voice came from outside the bedroom.

"Your Majesty, Guard Shen has arrived and said that someone from the teacher on death row has confessed."

"Ok?"

Ye Chen opened his eyes, immediately stood up and said, "Okay, Rui'er, change my clothes."

Although the country of pleasure makes people nostalgic, he wants to enjoy it while also doing serious work.

Besides, if you can't do your job well, how can you enjoy yourself?

Ye Chen is very clear-headed.

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