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378. It would be nice to make up more

The prince put down the tea cup with a bang, and the tea splashed all over the floor.

Han Chun was startled and hurriedly knelt down.

"Old minister...I really don't know what edict your highness is talking about!"

The prince looked at Han Chun coldly, obviously not believing what he said.

Han Chun trembled and wiped the water droplets from his face.

"Your Highness!"

"As a prince, His Highness will be crowned a great prince sooner or later. Don't be too hasty!"

"Humph, Crown Prince?! Ask Father! Ask Lao Qi if he still pays attention to me, the Crown Prince!"

"I'm afraid that in the eyes of my father, I have long wanted to abandon me! Then support him and that bitch's precious son to rise to power!"

Han Chun frowned.

"Your Highness... No matter what, please calm down first!"

"Calm down?! How do you want me to calm down?! Lao Qi is now so arrogant that he wants to thoroughly investigate the death of the Yan Kingdom envoy. Even his side concubine dares to ride on my head!"

The prince leaned forward and looked at Han Chun, with suspicion in his eyes.

"Master Han, I remember that you were the third flower of Ronghe in three years. It was your father who promoted you. You are very loyal to your father?"

Han Chun was shocked and his tone was shocked and angry.

"Your Highness! I have been following your Highness for so many years. Doesn't it mean that Your Highness now...doesn't trust me?!"

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that... Master Han should know my temper after so many years."

"To be a minister, you must first be loyal to the emperor! If you fail to recognize your master, you may ruin your future!"

Listening to these serious words, Han Chun trembled and kowtowed to the ground.

Not getting what he wanted to know made the prince feel very aggrieved.

But I have relied on the Han family for a long time, and it is not easy to break my face now.

I can only roll my sleeves and leave bitterly.



It's night, in the imperial study room.

Xia Lishuang knelt on the ground with a dark face, her whole body exuding unspeakable resentment.

The emperor raised his eyebrows, looking at the dissatisfied look on his son's face.

"Lao Qi, what are you..."

"It's nothing. If your father has something to do, you should ask him immediately!"

The emperor was stunned and looked at the dark sky outside the window. He realized something later and touched his nose awkwardly.

"How was the recent investigation of the Yan State envoy's case?"

Mentioning this, Xia Lishuang suddenly looked embarrassed.

Although I know it was the prince who did it, I have no evidence.

What's more, once the truth is told, the fact that Ran Ran was surrounded and killed by the prince in the dense forest that night, but in turn kidnapped the prince, may also arouse the suspicion and dissatisfaction of the father.

Xia Lishuang lowered her eyelashes slightly, but she still lied.

"My son is still trying his best to search for evidence!"

The emperor looked at Xia Lishuang and patted him on the shoulder.

"This case must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise the border will be turbulent. Our country, Rongguo, has just fought a battle with Binguo, and its troops have been greatly damaged. This is not a good time to fight. It will not be good for us to offend Yanguo rashly!"

"My son understands!"

"By the way, when you leave later, follow Fengde to the Tai Hospital to get some medicine."

"Um?"

"I have also heard some rumors from Beijing recently... Don't force yourself, you are still young, just give it a try!"

Xia Lishuang tripped and almost fell.

hateful!

Who is so bold to spread rumors?

In Prince Yu's Mansion, Wen Ranran, who had begun to dream about Duke Zhou, suddenly sneezed loudly, woke up in confusion, and looked at the bed curtain.

Who is scolding her?


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