The war god prince climbs the wall every night, and the princess is angry

Luo Xiyao blushed upon hearing this and stamped her feet, saying, "Who wants to wear this for that idiot Fu Chen to see?"

"Oh~ So you want to wear it for Mr. Fu to see." Shen Qionghua raised her eyebrows and stretched out her tone.

"No, no, I didn't want to be outdone by Anle!" Luo Xiyao stuttered, but her loud voice revealed a hint of guilt.

Meeting Shen Qionghua's meaningful gaze, she rolled her eyes.

"Okay, okay, help me pick one."

As he said this, he told the maid to take out all the clothes.

Shen Qionghua helped Luo Xiyao pick out some clothes, and the two played around for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, they got up and said goodbye.

Luo Xiyao sent Shen Qionghua to the gate and saw Shen Qionghua get on the carriage. The carriage slowly drove away and gradually turned into a small dot before turning around and entering the mansion.

As soon as he stepped through the gate, he heard the sound of two horse hooves coming from afar, and then two black horses stopped in front of the gate of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Xie Nanyuan, dressed in a black robe, dismounted and strode into the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, followed closely by Linze.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Luo Xiyao standing not far from the gate.

"Why are you standing at the door?" Xie Nanyuan asked in a deep voice. His eyes, as deep as an ancient well, swept around silently, but he did not see the familiar figure.

"Cousin, why are you here at this hour?" Luo Xiyao said in surprise.

Ever since my cousin took on the job at the Ministry of War, he has been very busy and rarely seen. Today, he is finally free.

"Miss Shen came to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion today?" Xie Nanyuan did not answer Luo Xiyao's question, but asked her another question in a light tone, as if it was a casual question.

"Yes, Qionghua just left." Luo Xiyao said.

Hearing this, the corners of Xie Nanyuan's tightly pursed lips drooped unconsciously.

Luo Xiyao felt that the atmosphere around her was a little weird. She glanced around and saw Lin Ze standing behind her cousin, blinking at her desperately.

What's wrong? Is there sand in your eyes?

Luo Xiyao stared at Xie Nanyuan's expressionless face, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind.

"Cousin, you're not here to look for Qionghua, are you?"

As soon as she said this, Xie Nanyuan felt as if he had been stabbed, and immediately retorted: "No! I came to see my uncle. I have something to discuss with him."

Just discuss the matter, why get so excited?

My cousin's personality is becoming increasingly unpredictable.

Luo Xiyao glanced at Xie Nanyuan in surprise, but didn't think much of it. She said casually, "I thought you were here to look for Qionghua, and was wondering if you should have someone call her back. If that's the case, forget it."

"Dad is in the study in the front yard, go find him."

After saying that, she returned to her boudoir.

Lin Ze secretly looked up at Xie Nanyuan, whose face was a little gloomy, and his heart was in his throat.

After adjusting his mood, Xie Nanyuan turned and went to the study in the front yard.

The Duke of Zhenguo was very happy to see Xie Nanyuan.

He had not seen the prince for more than half a year since he left Beijing. When the prince was seriously injured at the border, the emperor sent him to the border immediately.

At that time, the situation on the border was tense. The enemy country had suffered heavy losses at the hands of the prince and was showing signs of launching an all-out counterattack. He could only suppress his worries and rush to the border as quickly as possible.

Later, I received a letter from the prince and learned that he was no longer seriously injured, and I felt relieved.

"My lord, what on earth is going on?"

He had just returned to Beijing and had too many things to do. This was the first time he met the prince in private after returning to Beijing. The prince took the time to talk to him about what had happened during this period at the welcoming banquet, and he only mentioned the key points.

He only knew that Miss Shen saved Xiyao and asked a miracle doctor to detoxify the prince, and that the shameless old man Yongning Hou actually coveted the Shen family's property. He knew nothing about the other details.

Xie Nanyuan organized his words and told the Duke of Zhenguo everything.

As the information in his words was revealed, the face of the Duke of Zhenguo became darker and darker. When he finished speaking, the Duke of Zhenguo slammed the table and stood up.

"It's really too much!"

He was fighting on the front line to serve his country, but these people were plotting against his daughter and nephew one by one.

You only know some despicable tricks, but if you have the ability, go on the battlefield and kill the enemy!

"So how is the poison in your body now?" asked the Duke of Zhenguo anxiously.

Previously, he only knew that the prince was poisoned but was unaware of it, but he did not know that his condition was so complicated. Two rare poisons were mixed together. If he was not careful, he could die at any time.

"It's okay now. Doctor Pei said that after a few more treatments, all the toxins can be expelled from the body." Xie Nanyuan said.

Hearing this, the Duke of Zhenguo finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hesitated and asked, "Then what do you think?"

Naturally, he agreed with Miss Shen's proposal. Perhaps he didn't care in the past. No matter who became the emperor, he was only loyal to the monarch.

But after these events, he finally saw through Prince An.

How can a person who causes other people's families to be destroyed, attempts to seize other people's property to consolidate his own power, and repeatedly uses despicable means without any bottom line be worthy of being a monarch?

But he also knew that the prince was not interested in this and did not want the prince to force himself.

A ripple appeared in Xie Nanyuan's deep eyes, and he thought of what Shen Qionghua had said to him.

"Since he won't let us go, we must fight for it."

"Okay!" A smile appeared on the face of the Duke of Zhenguo. He walked up to Xie Nanyuan and patted his shoulder.

"As long as you have made up your mind, your uncle will fully support you!"

Xie Nanyuan nodded heavily.

Seeing his expression, the Duke of Zhenguo hesitated for a while before deciding to say what he had buried in his heart for many years.

"Actually, my uncle has been hiding something from you."

"Your mother's death may be related to Concubine Zhou." The Duke of Zhenguo said a little nervously.

Xie Nanyuan opened his eyes wide, his expression stunned for a moment.

The word "mother" is unfamiliar to Xie Nanyuan.

She only exists in other people's mouths.

Everyone said that he was born of noble birth, being conceived in the womb of the late queen and born a legitimate son. Even though the late queen died giving birth to him, he was the only prince in the palace raised by the emperor himself and was loved by the emperor.

His maternal family is the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion, which controls the National Defense Army. Aside from the emperor, there is no one else more noble than him in the palace.

But who knows how much of an eyesore a young prince who is doted on by the emperor and has no ability to protect himself is to others?

A child without a mother is destined to live a harder life than other children. The uncle takes care of everything, but after all, there is a palace wall between the child and he cannot take care of him.

Although the emperor dotes on me, the emperor's focus is on the court. The remaining little bit has to be shared among too many people. Even if I take up a large part of it, it is difficult to take care of everything.

When he was young, he had brushed shoulders with death several times. He also thought that if his mother were still alive, his life would not be so hard.

But whenever the emperor mentioned his mother, he would look at his young body with a sad expression, as if reminding him that his mother died because of him. Gradually, he stopped mentioning her.

Although he didn't say it, he felt guilty in his heart, always feeling that he had taken his mother's life.

But now, my uncle said that my mother did not die from childbirth, but was killed by Concubine Zhou?