The two stood side by side and walked to the study.
This was the first time Chen Ran stepped into Shen Si's study room, and his eyes were instantly attracted by a picture of a beauty.
Shen Si was very good at painting when he was young, especially the figure drawing, which was the most vivid.
It's just that he hides very deeply and is a good hand at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, so only the people around him will know.
"Can you focus on your career all day long?"
Looking at the person in the painting, Chen Ran felt a headache.
Dare to feel that what he said last night was in vain.
Did Situ lower his head for him or something
"Don't forget, she is now your titular aunt, Empress Yirong personally welcomed by His Majesty."
Originally, he thought that after Si Tu entered the palace, Shen Si would naturally forget her as time went by.
But he even hung the portrait of his aunt in the study in a grand manner.
What is he trying to do, confess her
"The teacher also said, it's just in name."
Shen Si raised his head, staring obsessively at the woman in the portrait, his eyes gradually softened.
"So what, the person she likes is not you, she only loves power!"
Otherwise, she would not have entered the palace so resolutely.
It just so happens that this silly boy still can't figure it out.
"It doesn't matter, whether it's power or status, as long as I have it, I can restrain her."
Besieged her within this palace wall for the rest of her life, and stayed with him from generation to generation.
Turning around slowly, Shen Si's expression was clear and clear, without the slightest bit of love,
"So, our actions have to be advanced."
Si Shouzhong's 300,000 troops will be transferred in a few days, and for him, this is an excellent opportunity.
"You, are you trying to force the palace?"
Although Shen Si kept a low profile for several years and supported countless undercover soldiers, he forcibly advanced the original plan.
No wonder Chen Ran stuttered in shock.
"Forcing the palace is not suitable for me."
Shen Si was playing with the white jade porcelain vase, and the raised eyebrows showed his good mood.
But what he said made Chen Ran, who had been up and down for decades in the previous dynasty, shudder.
"It's up to me to come to Qing Jun's side."
In the blink of an eye, it's autumn, and it's been less than half a month since Si Tu was imprisoned.
He was unaware of what was happening outside, but the maids who came to deliver meals every day hesitated to speak.
But when Si Tu wanted to ask questions, they ran away in a hurry, as if there were evil spirits chasing them.
[Host, I'm back]
The cheerful voice of the system sounded, and I don't know if so many heavenly hosts have thought about it.
[Hehe, you still know how to come back, I thought you planned to stay at the headquarters for the rest of your life]
She was locked up, and she didn't know the original plot, so she was blinded.
[Well, let me tell you something, can the host promise not to get angry first?]
The system is careful, for fear that it will disappear after it finishes talking.
[Say it, I'm not angry]
Now Si Tu has lost his temper. He copies the Diamond Sutra every day to cultivate himself.
[Actually, the villain of this plane is the Second Prince Shen Si]
It also just went back to the headquarters to find out that this plane has a very strange fluctuation of spiritual power, which makes the information it receives inaccurate.
Putting down the pen and ink in his hand, Si Tu smiled kindly and spoke softly,
[Xiao Tongzi, I'm very curious about what your entity looks like]
The system secretly felt something was wrong, and quickly fled away.
It doesn't want to be caught and beaten by the host.
In the Jinluan Palace, under the flying gauze tent, Shen Yi's face was pale, and with a cough, blood stains were printed on the handkerchief.
The imperial doctor knelt down on the ground, seeing His Majesty getting weaker and weaker, but they couldn't diagnose the disease at all.
"Father, father, why don't we call back the 300,000 troops from the southwest first."
He always felt uneasy when the army was not stationed in Shengjing.
Shen Yan knelt before the collapse, his eyes fell on the bloody veil, and joy flashed in his eyes.
As long as his father is buried, he will be able to ascend to the position of the Ninth Five Lord.
Mother and concubine's great revenge can be avenged.
But after all, Shen Yan is still young, and he puts everything in his heart on his face, so Shen Yi naturally didn't miss it.
"You bastard!"
Furious, Shen Yi coughed violently again, trying to say something but was suppressed by the blood in his throat.
"Your Majesty, you must not be angry."
The imperial doctor stepped forward in time to refill the bowl of ginseng soup, but Shen Yi knocked even harder.
"Tell him to get out!"
Shen Yi turned his head away, and pointed at Shen Yan with a trembling index finger, which showed that he was very angry.
true father loving son filial piety
Shen Yan was naturally angry, he mentioned to his father many times that he would kill Si Tu to avenge his mother and concubine, but his father always reprimanded him for disregarding the overall situation.
After returning to the palace angrily, Shen Yan sat on a high seat, pouring herbal tea into his mouth.
The counselor Song Ziliang came waving his bone fan, poured him another cup of tea, and asked,
"What's the matter, Your Highness?"
Shen Yan was young and energetic, and Song Ziliang was a counselor of the palace, so he naturally blurted out what happened in the palace.
But Song Ziliang's face changed drastically after hearing this, and he frowned and asked,
"Does Your Highness have eyeliner in the Golden Luan Hall?"
As soon as the words fell, a little eunuch hurried over and whispered in Shen Yan's ear,
"Father, is he really a crown prince?"
The little eunuch nodded repeatedly,
"The jade scrolls and seals have all been taken out, so they should be real."
Song Ziliang narrowed his eyes slightly, and stepped forward in time to suggest,
"Your Highness, it's unavoidable that there will be unexpected problems. We still need to visit the Golden Luan Hall at night."
Thinking about his father's attitude towards him tonight, Shen Yan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Although the father never liked the second younger brother, his existence was always a danger to him.
"Okay, this matter is up to you to arrange."
In the deep moonlit night, a shadow appeared in the second prince's mansion.
Shen Si was drawing a picture in front of the desk, with lowered eyebrows, untied black hair, and a long-sleeved blue shirt, quite a bit of the free and easy style of a literati.
"Is everything in the palace done?"
After finishing the last stroke, Shen Si smiled.
"It's all done, just wait for the fish to take the bait."
"I have wronged you all these years, Ziliang."
Shen Si raised his head and looked at Song Ziliang who was wearing night clothes.
"It's my honor to work for the second prince."
Without his appreciation, I'm afraid he is still a poor teacher.
"Then... let's do it tonight."
Slowly unfolding the beauty picture, Shen Si's dark eyes are as bright as stars.
Really looking forward to meeting them tonight.
I don't know what expression she will have when she sees him sitting in that position
He was really curious.
Prince Rui's Mansion
"This, this is really the will made by the emperor?"
Shen Yan's pupils shrank, his face full of disbelief.
How could the father establish his humble younger brother
"It's true, Your Highness, we have to make plans early."
Song Ziliang lowered his head, hiding his expression in the moonlit night.
"No, I want to go to the palace to ask clearly, there must be some misunderstanding!"
Shen Yan couldn't figure it out no matter what, his father would treat him like this.
"I advance and retreat with His Highness."
Looking straight into his eyes, Song Ziliang tightened the dagger in his sleeve, and said firmly.
"Good! You are indeed the king's counselor."
(end of this chapter)