Exile is exile, is half of the capital enough as compensation?

If she wanted to get rid of him now, it would be easier than crushing an ant.

Zhao Tongqi shook his head in disapproval and continued to advise, "Little sister, Dad told us not to be arrogant. Don't forget, all the people I left behind lost their lives in a short period of time."

Queen Mother Xihu didn't take his words to heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She smiled and said, "I understand, brother."

Seeing her like this, Zhao Tongqi knew that she had lost her mind because of power.

He shook his head and continued, "Anyway, be careful. I'll have someone investigate in the next two days. I hope I'm just overthinking it."

Queen Mother Xihu nodded and said impatiently, "Well, I'll trouble you, big brother."

Seeing her like this, Zhao Tongqi no longer wanted to chat with her.

When leaving her bedroom, he took another deep look at the big bed behind her.

His eyes were full of helplessness.

His sister was raised by him since she was a child. Because their father was not around, he poured all his love into her.

Now, he didn't know whether the favor he thought he had received was good or bad.

I just hope she doesn't go too far, after all, she is now the queen mother.

When he was about to say something, he saw his sister had already let down the veil.

He could only shake his head and leave her bedroom.

That's it.

He's just a guard. If he has other intentions, just kill him.

As for those people outside.

With him around, he probably can't hurt her.

?

When Leng Youran returned to Nanyuan, he lay in bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep.

She didn't expect that tonight, not only would she have explored the Xihu Palace thoroughly by accident, but she would also have found a road that would lead directly to the Empress Dowager's Palace without alerting the imperial guards.

With Zhao Tongqi's unintentional guidance, everything she had to do next became much easier.

However, I thought of Queen Mother Xihu.

She couldn't help but want to praise him.

Good physical strength.

I don’t know if Zhao Tongqi noticed it, but she saw it very clearly.

Four men could lie on that big bed.

Tsk tsk tsk....

What a fun thing to do!

If she didn't want to follow Zhao Tongqi to see what he would plan next, she really wanted to stay and see the pornographic pictures on the scene.

Just thinking about it makes me feel...

Pah pah pah.....

He shook his head and threw out all the colored garbage in his mind.

He slapped his cheeks with his hands a few times.

Look around.

She thought: Fortunately, Tianze is not here, otherwise if he knew that she actually...

estimate...

He glanced at the bed he was lying on and couldn't help but tremble.

No no no....

She couldn't let her mind wander anymore. She had seen a lot of things tonight, and she needed to think carefully about what to do next.

Especially when he thought of the woman who went to report the news to Zhao Tongqi tonight, his eyes darkened.

A concubine is actually immune to all poisons?

She was so curious about people like her.

She really wanted to know how she had mastered it. Was she also immersed in a medicinal bath like her?

Despite having so many things on his mind, Leng Youran still had a good night's sleep.

In stark contrast to her, the Ninth Prince was in a miserable state. He was sick when he woke up early in the morning.

Not only did he catch a cold, but his entire body was also covered in rashes.

The commotion in the mansion was so loud that even Leng Youran, who was in Nanyuan, was alarmed.

She did not rush out to ask what happened, but found a place with a wide view to observe the situation in the entire mansion.

After seeing the anxious looks of the imperial physicians and doctors coming and going, I guessed that something serious had happened.

He suppressed his curiosity and waited until night, then quietly sneaked into the courtyard where the Ninth Prince was resting.

As soon as I entered, I smelled the pungent smell of medicine in the room.

While fanning his nose with his right hand, he walked towards the Ninth Prince's bed.

"Quick, Yu'er, come and scratch me. I'm almost itching to death..." As the Ninth Prince said this, he turned his back to her and twisted his body to himself.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

After Leng Youran saw his situation clearly, he couldn't help but click his tongue at the two of them.

She had not released her mental power before, so she did not know how badly the Ninth Prince was injured. Now she saw it with her own eyes.

She just wanted to say one thing.

Really miserable.

The dense red rashes on her face made her feel nauseous.

The Ninth Prince recognized her voice.

He turned over and sat up in panic, scratching his chest and back with his hands, and said, "Why are you here again? Didn't you say that you wouldn't let anyone in the mansion know? Don't you know..."

Before the Ninth Prince could finish his words, he saw a room full of people sleeping like dead pigs.

"Drug again?"

Leng Youran nodded slightly, "Yeah, how can I see you in such a miserable state without giving you the medicine?"

The Ninth Prince cursed in his heart.

But she said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh. I don't know what happened. I woke up with not only a cold, but also all these itchy bumps."

As he said this, Youran, as if he was afraid of the cold and didn't believe it, pulled up his sleeves, revealing rows of red rashes on his arms that were almost scratched off.

Leng Youran took a step back in disgust, covered her nose with her left hand, and pointed at him, "Put it down, put it down quickly."

Who needs him to lift up his clothes to look? Even if she doesn't look at his body, she can already guess it from the rash on his face, okay?

Seeing her being humiliated, the Ninth Prince felt less itchy all over his body. He jumped off the bed with a mischievous look in his eyes and moved closer to Leng Youran, trying to let her see more clearly.

Leng Youran took another step back, his right hand gesturing to stop, "Don't move. If you move, you'll get more than just a rash."

The Ninth Prince suddenly felt bored, so he let go of his clothes, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, swinging his legs, trying to relieve the itching on his body in this way.

"Now that you've seen it, can you leave now? I still need to call someone to scratch my itch! It would be inconvenient if you're worried."

Leng Youran had no intention of leaving just like that. He slowly took two steps forward, stretched his head out and sniffed around him.

She felt something was wrong the moment she entered the room. The medicine should be fine, but the smell was mixed with a taste she couldn't describe.

It was that smell that made her particularly uncomfortable.

The Ninth Prince had never seen a woman as bold as her. She kept sniffing around a man, making him, a man who often hung out in places of entertainment, feel uncomfortable.

He wanted to reach out and push her away, but then he thought of his own situation and could only silently withdraw his hand. His body kept leaning back, and the tips of his ears began to unconsciously flush suspiciously because of her proximity. "Well, well, can you, can you not do this?"

His voice was very gentle, as if he was afraid to disturb her.

When Leng Youran heard what he said, she realized that she was too close to him.

He suddenly jumped back and explained, "Don't think too much. I don't have any other thoughts about you."