As a sharp scream sounded, a beautiful figure rushed out of the kitchen in panic.
The maids and servants gathered quickly in the courtyard.
"Princess Zitong! What happened?" everyone asked in unison.
Zi Tong bit his fingers in confusion and looked innocent: "I didn't mean it! I really didn't mean it..."
Everyone followed Zi Tong's gaze and saw billowing smoke quickly pouring out along the kitchen doors and windows.
"Ah! It's on fire!" Someone shouted: "Go and put out the fire!"
At this time, everyone reacted from their daze and jumped away, looking for the nearest water source.
In a corner that Zi Tong didn't pay attention to, a slave left quietly instead of putting out the fire.
"It's not good! Sir! It's not good..." The slave started shouting loudly when he was still a few meters away from the study.
Zisai had a headache and looked up at the door, waiting for someone to come.
The servant rushed into the study and pointed in the direction of the kitchen with an excited expression: "Zi, Princess Zitong is in trouble again!"
Zisai stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples: "Did you throw something again? Or did you accidentally injure someone again?"
"No, none of them!" The servant shook his head quickly and decisively: "Princess Zitong! She burned down the kitchen this time!"
"What?!" There was a crack in Zi Sai's frozen face that had not changed for thousands of years.
"Princess Zitong! She just burned down the kitchen!" The servant observed her words and repeated carefully.
Zisai suddenly tightened his fists and narrowed his eyelids slightly.
During the six months she lived in the mansion, first there were bugs, ants and the like in the food for no reason; then antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and garden objects were destroyed; and then some slaves and maids were accidentally injured; but now...
Even the house started to burn!
Zisai stood up suddenly and strode out of the study room.
The servant secretly bared his teeth and followed quickly.
Looking at the people coming and going, sweating and splashing water with their backs to the kitchen, Zi Tong felt a little guilty in his heart.
A strong and powerful hand suddenly lifted Zi Tong up.
"Ah!" Zi Tong exclaimed, looking blankly at the person coming.
Zisai placed Zitong in front of him, and his already cold face now revealed a hint of gloom.
"Princess Zitong! You have been living in the house for half a year. Is it time to return to the palace?" Zi Sai changed and issued an eviction order. He did not want to see the person in front of him for even a minute.
Zi Sai did not take what Zi Sai said to heart: "Father said, Zi Tong can stay as long as he wants!" Therefore, it is useless for you to issue an eviction order.
Thinking of what King Jin had done, Zisai had the urge to beat him up and give him a beating.
"Weichen's temple is too small to accommodate a big Buddha like you; you'd better pack up and go back to the palace!" Disguising was not enough, so Zisai spoke directly.
"No!" Zi Tong shook his head decisively: "I haven't had enough fun, so I don't want to go back to the palace!"
"Is Princess Zitong planning to burn down all the ministers' mansions before giving up?" Zisai, who had always been quiet, with the arrival of Zitong, not only talked a lot more than before, but also had more colorful expressions.
Zi Tong secretly glanced at the kitchen where smoke was still billowing: "I didn't mean it!"
Zisai couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Then tell me, you are a princess, why are you going to the kitchen?"
"I, I know that I often get into trouble, and you have to deal with it for me every time; so..." Zi Tong said, the lower his voice became: "...I just wanted to make a meal to thank you, I didn't expect, I didn't expect...
"Zi Tong didn't need to explain the rest of the words, Zi Sai already knew it.
"..." Similarly, Zisai would not believe her at all, as she kept telling lies.
Seeing that Zi Sai didn't say anything, the little universe in Zi Tong's heart roared: "What I said is true, what's your expression?"
Zisai remained silent, and moved his wrist slightly, and a delicate dagger appeared in his palm.
Zi Tong was startled and stepped back subconsciously: "You, what do you want to do?"
"If Princess Zitong feels that the torture for six months has not relieved you, you can stab Wei Chen several times with a dagger!" While speaking, she forced the dagger into Zitong's hand.
Looking at the dagger with a cold light in her hand, Zi Tong secretly swallowed: "You, you're not coming, are you?" Zi Tong's eyes were fearful. Although she often got into trouble and was naughty, it didn't mean that she really dared.
Start killing people.
Zisai nodded sullenly; instead of being tortured every day, it would be better to get stabbed a few times.
Zi Tong swallowed his saliva again and stepped back secretly: "Um, I have something to do, so I'll take a step first!" As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from Zi Sai's sight.
Staring at Zitong's back, Zisai pursed his lips into a straight line; the next second, he strode out of the house.
Seeing this, the servant hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Sir! Where are you going?"
"Royal Palace!"
In the imperial study, one by one looked at the memorial in their hands in confusion.
‘Knock!’ ‘Knock!’…
There was a knock on the door.
They raised their eyes one by one and commanded in a deep voice: "Come in!"
A young father-in-law walked into the hall quickly: "This is to inform the emperor! Master Zisai asks to see you!"
One by one, he thought for a moment: "Xuan!"
"Slave obeys the order!"
One by one, they put down the memorials in their hands and leaned on the chairs, waiting for Zi Sai to arrive.
"The humble minister comes to see the emperor!"
"Pingshen!" Yiyi raised his chin slightly and signaled: "Sit down and talk!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"What do you mean when you enter the palace?" I asked them directly one by one, and I could vaguely guess what they were doing.
"Please Your Majesty, please bring Princess Zitong back to the palace!" Zisai said directly the purpose of this trip without mincing words.
"Zi Tong's actions were ordered by my father himself. Unless she wants it, I can't do anything about it!" A hint of gossip flashed through her eyes: "Tell me, what trouble did she get into?"
"Burn the house down!" Zisai seemed calm on the outside, but he was not calm at all on the inside.
Yiyi frowned slightly: "It's indeed a bit too much!"
"The emperor really can't take Princess Zitong back to the palace?" Zisai asked for the last time.
"Yes!" They all looked exactly like I couldn't help them.
Zisai understood this, and suddenly knelt down in front of Yiyi and asked for his orders: "Then please allow the emperor to allow me to go to the north to provide disaster relief!" On the way here, Zisai had already thought about it; if Princess Zitong does not return to the palace, she will
He then left the imperial capital.
"No!" Hearing this, Yi Yi decisively refused: "You are also responsible for the safety of the palace and..."
"Leave it to Xiao Qizi, he is completely capable!" Zi Sai directly dismissed Yiyi's worries.
He looked up and down one by one: "Do you really want to go?"
In fact, many talents are also worried about finding suitable candidates to go to disaster relief.
"yes!"
One by one, it’s not clear what Zi Sai had in mind. However, with Zi Tong’s personality, it’s a miracle that he could endure it for half a year. If he continues, who knows what will happen!
After considering each one for a long time, he finally said: "It's accurate!"