Seeing that Princess Chen escaped from danger, Bai Shao could no longer hold on and slid down the door frame and sat on the ground.

The Dragon Guard looked at Princess Chen, looked at the carved solid wood round stool she held high in her hand, and finally stopped her eyes on the palace maids lying on the ground.

They were afraid that they would stare at the princess again, and that huge carved solid wood round stool would hit their heads.

Before Bai Shao could force herself to get up and point out, a round-faced palace maid turned her head and looked at her angrily: "You actually betrayed your master?!"

Bai Shao gasped against the door frame, panting while laughing, and her wet hair was pressed against her face, looking particularly embarrassed: "Although I am a slave, I still have people's hearts."

She had a humble background and could not choose, but she knew she was still human.

"Infaithfulness and shamelessness!" The round-faced palace maid cursed when a round-faced suddenly blocked her eyes. The surging anger was like a fire hitting heavy snow, and most of it disappeared in an instant.

"Don't crows laugh at Pig Hei. As the palace maid of Qilin Palace, you help outsiders plot against me and Your Highness." Jiuzhu was a little dissatisfied with the double-standard behavior of these people in the capital: "Before you scold others, why not scold yourself?"

"What do you know about people like you?" The round-faced palace maid took out the hairpin hidden in her sleeve, raised her hand and pricked Jiuzhu's neck!

"Princess Chen!"

"Ming Xiao..."

King Chen's voice stopped abruptly. He looked at the palace maid who was hit on the ground by Ming Xiaozhu with a stool and silently got up from the bed.

"Prince, don't go there first!" The secret guard reached out to help him: "Wait... wait for the subordinates to find out the identities of these palace maids."

Actually, when he wants to say it, don’t be too close to the princess. If the round stool accidentally falls and hits the prince, it will be difficult for them to explain to His Majesty.

"I don't like to fight with women." Jiuzhu threw away the round stool, which rolled on the ground, and finally lay at the feet of a secret guard. The secret guard's feet moved silently half a step back.

"But if someone intends to hurt Your Highness, then this person will be in my eyes, regardless of gender." Jiuzhu stretched out her hand: "Come on the rope."

Yang Yiduo emerged from the corner: "Princess, let the young one do this kind of rough work."

Jiuzhu nodded.

She saw Yang Yiduo tied the round-faced palace maid easily and raised her eyebrows: "Mr. Yang's knots are very well tied."

Yang Yiduo smiled earnestly. As the guard of the prince arranged by His Majesty to the prince, he did not find that the palace maid was the fourth prince's person, which was a serious crime.

Other palace maids have been taken down, and the head nanny searched for whether there were powerful drugs hidden on them.

King Chen bent down and helped up the solid wood carved round stool that was slumped on the ground, held it with one hand, and then silently put it back.

Several other secret guards pretended not to see King Chen's movements and knelt down on one knee: "I'm late to save the king, please forgive me for your crime."

Jiuzhu walked to King Chen: "Your Highness, how are you? Are you scared?"

"I'm fine." He held her hand, his mind was still a little dizzy. Maybe he was moving too fast when he was thrown to the bed by Jiuzhu just now.

Seeing Jiuzhu looking at the secret guards from the corner of her eyes, he explained: "This is the secret guard arranged by the father for us."

"Oh." Jiuzhu looked at the window that was knocked out by these secret guards, and nodded subtly.

It turns out that the secret guard is like this. It is not the kind of master who can't find it in the storybook, but as long as there is an enemy, it will appear, defeat all enemies with great martial arts skills, and finally hide in the dark.

The word "Oh" has a long artistic conception, and several secret guards buried their heads a little lowered.

"Prince." Yang Yiduo spoke and saved them: "There are no weapons on other palace maids, and they have not been found to be involved with the assassin for the time being."

"Okay." King Chen looked at the round-faced palace maid who was tied tightly on the ground and was hit by a stool, and said nothing: "What's wrong with her?"

"The person who can be selected into the Qilin Palace has been checked many times. You can only be selected without any problems with the Jedi." Yang Yiduo knelt down and apologized: "But the slave is negligent in management, and the slave is guilty."

"If you and your wife hadn't murdered the Fourth Prince, how could he have fallen to this point today?" The round-faced palace maid finally reacted from the confused state of being smashed: "The Fourth Prince is so difficult, why would the princess humiliate him and forcefully take his princess away?!"

"Are you defending the fourth prince?" Jiuzhu understood: "In order to help him relieve his anger, you actually assassinated the prince?"

The round-faced palace maid didn't say anything, and she was determined to die generously: "I like the Fourth Prince, and the Fourth Prince is also happy with me. Even if I die for him, I am willing."

"The princess and the prince are as deep as the sea, and they should also understand the hearts of my servants." The round-faced palace maid closed her eyes: "I rebelled against the master and had nothing to say."

"I am different from you, because even if I am willing to die for Your Highness, he will not be willing to let me do such a thing for him." Jiuzhu looked at the palace maid with pity: "If he really likes you, how can he bear to take risks?"

Yang Yiduo turned his head silently, Princess, you are trying to hurt your heart with a knife.

"You talk nonsense, the Fourth Prince must be happy with me." The round-faced palace maid widened her eyes. His Royal Highness praised her for her beautiful eyes and told her the pain in her heart under the moon. He was a noble prince. If he had not been happy with her, how could he say these words to her humble palace maid?

She knew all his loneliness, his sorrow, his pain, and his yearning for fatherly love.

The Fourth Prince would recite poems for her in her gentlest voice. Although she did not understand poetry, her Royal Highness looked so elegant when she recited poems.

If it weren't for King Chen, the beautiful fourth prince would not have been ignored by the emperor, nor would he lose his mother and be bullied by others in the palace.

"Okay, even if he likes you, have you ever thought about your family before doing these things, or have you ever thought about other palace maids who don't work with you, who will be implicated?" Jiuzhu squatted on the ground and looked at her face carefully.

She knew this palace maid, her name is Kapok, and she looked clean and cute when she smiled.

"Assassination of the prince is very important. Countless people will be punished for your family, the entire Qilin Palace, and even the Sixth Palace of Zhang." Jiuzhu sighed: "Even if I am kind to your highness and I specially ordered not to implicate innocent people, your family will not be able to make a serious living for several generations."

According to the Dacheng Law, anyone who commits severe punishment cannot participate in the imperial examinations within the five generations, and cannot seek livelihoods related to the government within the three generations.

This is the law that the founding emperor of Dacheng was kind and corrected. If it were placed in the previous dynasty, Kapok's father, brother, son and nephew would be imprisoned and tattooed on his body.

The round-faced palace maid lay on the ground in a daze. She didn't speak anymore. I don't know if she regretted it or was unwilling to talk to Jiuzhu.

"Yang Yiduo, bring Bai Shao a cup of warm water, and put some salt and sugar in it." Jiuzhu walked to Bai Shao who was slumped on the ground: "Thank you for your life-saving kindness from Sister Bai Shao."

"I am a low-ranking servant and I cannot be called a princess." Bai Shao struggled to get up from the ground, but her overrun legs were soft and soft like cooked noodles, and they couldn't use any strength.

"There was a teacher of Yizi in ancient times. You are my savior. I call you sister, it should be." Jiuzhu stretched out her hand and stroked Bai Shao's wet hair behind her ears: "Sister is going to rest in Qilin Palace today. I have something to do with your highness."

Bai Shao nodded and left the main house with the help of two palace maids.

King Chen called out two secret guards: "Take this palace maid and go to Taiyang Palace."

Jiuzhu looked at the big hole and kept pouring the window inside: "Remember to fill in the window."

"I will receive the order." The secret guard responded quickly.

"Cough." Jiuzhu took care of her clothes: "I was so anxious that I could actually raise the stool, and my hands are so sore now."

"Come on, I'll rub it for you." King Chen pulled her wrist and rubbed it gently.

Yang Yiduo and the Secret Guard did not dare to tell the prince and the princess that the princess' hand that was carrying the stool just now was another one.

In Taiyang Palace, Emperor Longfeng looked at Yun Yanze kneeling on the ground. His cold eyes reminded him of the incident when he was in a ban on the Qiandi Palace for more than ten years.

That day, he accidentally passed by the weeds of the royal palace garden and saw the fourth brother gnawing a big peach. He wanted to remind him that there were many snakes in the grass. As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw the fourth brother hiding the peach behind him and lied that he was catching insects in the garden.

A seven or eight-year-old child has not had a high lie method, but he did not expose it.

After so many years, this child's method of lying has become clever and his ambitions have become greater.

There is nothing to say between them, father and son.

"Why are you maintaining the mask of a kind father?" Yun Yanze spoke: "If you want to kill and cut, you will be obedient. Anyway, for so many years, I have been a thorn in your side and a thorn in your flesh. Now that I am gone, I will be at ease if I am the blocking stone for your baby son."

"You can't be Du Qing's roadblocking stone." Emperor Longfeng said calmly: "I have never thought so."

"Yes, in your eyes, who else can you see besides Yun Duqing?" Yun Yanze laughed sarcastically: "Closed us in the palace, held a wedding ceremony for Yun Duqing in the palace, and also packed up the Qilin Palace, which the crown prince could live in, for him to live, just to enthrone him as the crown prince."

"You are right, I do want to make him the crown prince." Emperor Longfeng nodded slowly.

Such a calm and natural attitude made Yun Yanze's voice full of complaints and dissatisfaction blocked, and it seemed embarrassing whether to say it or not.

Finally, he sneered and stopped talking.

"Your Majesty, something happened!"

Hearing this panic cry, Yun Yanze showed an ecstatic smile on his face and looked at Emperor Longfeng with his eyes burning. He wondered what would this noble father, who would collapse when he heard the news of his favorite son's death?

"What's the matter?" Emperor Longfeng looked at the eunuch who was rolling and crawling in.

"His Royal Highness Chen, he..."

Yun Yanze could no longer control himself and laughed out loud.

"Your Highness picked off the peonies of the Qinglong Womochi that you carefully cultivated for the Queen and gave them to the princess!"

"Which pot of peonies are you talking about?" Emperor Longfeng, who was still happy and angry, changed his face instantly.

The little eunuch shook his shoulders: "Qing, Qinglong Wo Mochi."

That was cultivated by His Majesty himself and planned to give it to the Empress, but he didn't expect that he would be in trouble by His Highness.

Even if the disaster is over, he still dislikes the color not bright enough and is not worthy of the princess's satin-like black silk, but he dare not say this to the emperor.

"Father, my son and I will bring my princess to pay my respects to my father." King Chen led Jiuzhu into the hall with a smile, bowing to Emperor Longfeng: "Father and I."

"Father, my father." Jiuzhu gave a blessing gift, and the green dragon lying on the temples trembled slightly, making her face even more delicate.

Emperor Longfeng's eyes swept over the peony flowers on his daughter-in-law's temples, and finally his eyes fell on his son. He took a deep breath: "It's big night, where can I do it?"

What are you asking for? He was so angry that he couldn't sleep.

The smile on Yun Yanze's face was already frozen. He stared at Yun Duqing, who was jumping around and widened his eyes.

Why is he still alive?

Why can you still live?!

"Isn't this what I heard that the fourth brother is here, so my son will come over to take a look." King Chen reached out and helped the peony flowers on Jiuzhu's temples: "I just saw that the peony flowers in the Taiyang Palace Garden were blooming well, so I picked one. But this color is a bit old, and it's better to look at the boy's face and Erqiao for our little pig's hair."

The little eunuch secretly glanced at His Majesty and complained in his heart.
To be continued...