After being reborn, I went on a killing spree in the imperial court.

"Your Highness!" Jinzhu scrambled to Cao Yuan's side in a panic and burst into tears.

"Your Highness, you must stand up for His Highness! The Crown Princess just hit His Highness's stomach with a wooden stick. It hurts so much!"

"You lowly slave... do you even have the right to speak?" Liu Xueqing glared at her fiercely.

Liu Xueqing sat on the ground, clutching her chest. "Your Highness, you actually hit me for this woman!"

Xuanfeng led the imperial physician in from outside.

The imperial physician knelt before Cao Yuan and took her pulse.

"Your Highness, Princess Huayang has lost too much blood and the baby is gone."

"How is she? Is she alright? I only want her!" Chu Yan's tone was firm and resolute.

"Princess Huayang, perhaps..."

"Save her! Save her! If anything happens to her, I'll have the Imperial Physician Shu and everyone in this Eastern Palace die with her!" Chu Yan roared, his voice trembling, as he tightly embraced the unconscious Cao Yuan in his arms.

Chu Yan picked up Cao Yuan. In just a few days, her body, which had recovered at the foot of the mountain, had become so thin.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The imperial physician frantically wrote out a prescription outside.

The palace maid helped Liu Xueqing up. Liu Xueqing saw that they were all surrounding Cao Yuan and thought about leaving quietly. As she turned around, Xuan Feng stood in front of them with a sinister smile on his face. "Crown Princess, where are you going?"

"Take good care of her!"

Hearing the noise, Chu Yan quickly covered Cao Yuan with the blanket, then spoke to Jin Zhu and walked towards them.

Liu Xueqing lowered her head guiltily, clutching her chest; the kick she had just received still hurt terribly.

She had never seen the Crown Prince angry, and he had never even lost his temper with the palace servants. She never imagined that Cao Yuan was so important to him.

"Liu Xueqing! I spared you only out of respect for my uncle. I never imagined you could be so vicious! You even dared to plot against a royal heir! You deserve to die!"

Before she could speak, Chu Yan grabbed her neck tightly, making her feel the pain Cao Yuan was going through.

"Let go, let go!" Liu Xueqing squeezed her eyes shut, struggling in pain. "I was wrong, I'll never do it again."

"You dare touch her!" Chu Yan's strength increased, and with a lift of his iron arm, Liu Xueqing lost her balance and left the ground.

"Help! Help! I am His Majesty's man, how dare you, how dare you..."

Xuanfeng stepped forward to dissuade him, "Your Highness, it's not appropriate to punish him now. We should inform His Majesty first!"

Chu Yan flung her to the ground.

Liu Xueqing coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Chu Yan turned his back.

"The Crown Princess has lost her moral character and is hereby confined to her bedchamber from this day forward! No one is to be released without my permission."

"Liu Xueqing! Your position as Crown Princess is already your last chance."

"No, you can't do this to me! I need to see His Majesty! I need to see His Majesty!"

Liu Xueqing was dragged away by several soldiers.

-

"Ayin! Ayin!"

Fan Qingli suddenly sat up in bed, looked around, and after a while, he came to his senses that he had actually spent the night in the private room the previous day.

He immediately jumped out of bed, his head throbbing, but remembering that he seemed to have seen Cen Yin yesterday, he ignored his headache and rushed out with a smile, calling out, "A-Yin!"

Fan Qingli ran around in the corridor, shouting Cen Yin's name loudly.

A waiter stopped him. "Young master! What's wrong? We have other customers here."

Fan Qingli grabbed the waiter's shoulder excitedly and asked, "Have you seen the woman who played the zither in my room yesterday? Where is she?"

"What are you saying, young master? You didn't have anyone play the zither in your room yesterday."

"How is that possible!" Fan Qingli grabbed the waiter by the collar and led him to his room, pointing towards the screen. "She was clearly sitting in that spot playing the piano."

Was he hallucinating?

"Young master must be drunk. We really didn't send anyone to your room to play the zither."

"Really not? None of the singers here have purple eyes?"

The waiter shook his head helplessly. "Young master, you came alone yesterday! No one went to your room. So you must be hallucinating from drinking too much."

Fan Qingli also began to doubt whether she was hallucinating, and let go of her hand.

But when he saw the gold ingot on the table, he felt as if it had really happened.

Fan Qingli left the restaurant with a skeptical attitude.

Cen Yin stood upstairs watching Fan Qingli's departing figure. Fan Qingli seemed to sense something and turned to look. Cen Yin had already left, and all that could be seen was the back of a woman in purple clothes upstairs.

Fan Qingli rubbed his eyes, then looked up again and saw nothing upstairs. It seemed he was hallucinating again.

Feeling utterly dejected, he returned to the Minister's residence, secretly pondering how to avoid his father.

He decided to enter the mansion through the back door. Just as he tiptoed toward the back door, a familiar figure suddenly appeared before him.

Fan Qingli was startled.

Luo Xuemei looked at the back door with a hint of doubt on her beautiful face, then turned her gaze to him.

"Husband, did you just get back?" Luo Xuemei asked softly, her eyes showing concern.

At this moment, Fan Qingli seemed caught red-handed, appearing somewhat uneasy. He stood there, his eyes darting around, avoiding Luo Xuemei's gaze, and only managed a mumbled "Oh!"

"Husband, did you go to the Second Prince's residence yesterday? Why did you only return last night?"

Fan Qingli rubbed her temples, wanting to get rid of her as soon as possible. "Yes, yes! Mei'er, I'll go back to my room to change my clothes first. I have to go back to the Ministry of War today."

As soon as he left, the tenderness in Luo Xuemei's eyes turned into loneliness. Fan Qingli used to go out and fool around, and every time he came back he would rub his temples and lie to her, and this time was no different.

Since he came back, he hasn't entered anyone's room and has been sleeping in the study, which means he still harbors resentment towards me.

The housekeeper came over carrying some things.

"Miss Luo, a waiter just said he brought back some of the young master's belongings and specially delivered them to the manor."

Luo Xuemei took the item, "Give it to me!"

"By the way, which store does he work for?"

"It's that busiest restaurant that opened in the capital recently, what's it called again, Yinshenglou."

Luo Xuemei carried the gifts that Fan Qingli hadn't given her the day before to his study.

"Husband, husband!"

Luo Xuemei walked into the study, which was a bit messy. She thought she would help him tidy up, and while tidying up, she suddenly found a scroll wrapped in red cloth.

Driven by intense curiosity, Luo Xuemei hesitated for a long time before finally opening it.

On the scroll, the figure of a woman was clearly depicted.

The woman wore a purple dress with a strong exotic flair, the hem of which swayed gently in the breeze.

What's even more striking is the woman's pair of jewel-like, dazzling purple eyes, which perfectly complement her purple dress, creating a wondrous and harmonious scene that captivates all who behold her.

Luo Xuemei paused for a few seconds, then put the painting back inside and returned it to its original place.

After Luo Xuemei left, another person slipped in through the door.