When the Night King came in, he saw the two men looking shocked and asked, "What's going on?"
Prince Liang told the story of the Seventh Prince and concluded, "This is impossible. It is true that the child can lie, but I don't believe that he can hide it from my father."
The Night King sat down and smiled, "You'd better believe it."
Zi'an quickly looked at the Night King, "Why do you say that, Your Majesty? What do you know?"
Zhuangzhuang and King Liang also looked at each other and looked at King Ye in surprise.
The Night King picked up the teapot on the table, placed it on the charcoal stove, and fanned it with his sleeves. The charcoal fire became stronger, and after a moment, the half-open teapot began to make a sizzling sound.
The Night King poured the tea, took a sip, and still said nothing.
Zhuangzhuang said angrily: "Why are you being so mysterious? Tell me quickly."
The Night King rubbed the cup between his palms and curled his lips, "Kid, easy to deal with, right? But this Xiao Qi is worse than you think, very bad."
"So bad? How could that be? He's just a seven-year-old kid!" Zhuangzhuang was really confused.
"What's wrong with a child?" The Night King snorted, "If you really want to be cruel, a child can be more vicious."
Zi'an felt that the water in the harem was getting deeper and deeper. She said, "Old Seven is killing the enemy outside, and Little Seven appears in the palace to attack us. It's really ironic."
"There's nothing ironic about this. The royal family has to go through this. Before the ancestor was around, this kind of thing hadn't happened for several generations. Even if it did happen, it was strangled by the ancestor too early. Now that the ancestor is gone, who wouldn't want to climb to a higher position? And when the ancestor was in the palace, she was the most popular person. Everyone wanted to be like her. Everything goes to extremes and then turns back. Now, it's not just the descendants of the Murong family who have ambitions, but also the Murong family's daughters-in-law."
Zhuangzhuang stared at him in a daze, "Now, I understand why the emperor is so afraid of the Xiao family, because any ambitious prince can achieve twice the result with half the effort if he gets the help of the Xiao family."
"An innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure. The Xiao family has no ambition to rebel, but they have the ability to rebel." Zi'an said softly.
"The changing of dynasties has nothing to do with us women. If Xiao Xiao comes back safe and sound, I will leave the capital with him and never care about these messy things again." Zhuangzhuang sighed.
It's not that she's selfish, but she's really tired of it.
How many days of her life did she live for herself
She didn't want to waste her time.
Zi'an's heart was also in a knot. He looked at Ye Wang and asked, "What's going on with the Seventh Prince? Was he instigated by someone or is this just his nature?"
She really didn't want to believe that a seven-year-old child could be so vicious.
Ye Wang said calmly, "Most children are kind-hearted, but I am not sure about Xiao Qi's nature. Let me tell you a story. It happened a few months ago. The son of Zuo Guanglu Doctor, Concubine Yi's brother, came to the palace to visit Concubine Yi. He had some conflicts with Concubine Yi in words, and when he left, his left foot was chopped off."
"Ah?" Zhuangzhuang was shocked. "Don't tell me it was Xiaoqi who did it."
"It was him," Ye Wang raised his eyes and said, "He was practicing sword in the yard, and his sword flew out and just happened to hit Young Master Li's leg. The sword was so sharp that it even cut the tendons of his feet."
"He is only seven years old, how can he have such profound martial arts skills?"
The Night King sneered, "Of course he didn't do it himself, but the guard who was fighting with him used his skillful strength to knock his sword away under his instruction."
"How do you know about this?" Zhuangzhuang asked.
"I saw it with my own eyes. I just happened to be passing by," said the Night King.
"What a coincidence that you saw it?"
"It's just a coincidence. I was on my way to Ci'an Palace to pay my respects to my mother, and I passed by Yilan Palace." Ye Wang flicked his cup, his face cold. "It's not a coincidence. I saw it, which only shows that this kind of thing happens frequently. You can go and check how many palace maids and eunuchs died in Yilan Palace in the past year."
Zhuangzhuang was shocked, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"I am an abandoned son of the royal family and do not want to interfere in too many affairs in the palace." The Night King looked a little lonely. Zi'an could see that he was not worried about the issue of being an abandoned son of the royal family, but because of the turbulent situation in the harem and the conspiracies and struggles of the previous dynasty.
If someone wants to live a good life, who wouldn’t feel discouraged after seeing this kind of thing
If it were her, if it weren't for Old Seven, she wouldn't bother to get involved in this mess and would have gone somewhere cooler long ago.
King Liang changed the subject, "Have you sent people out to intercept the secret guards?"
Ye Wang said: "People have been sent out, but whether they can be intercepted depends on Lao Ba's luck."
The secret guards were dispatched this time because, firstly, they had sufficient manpower, and secondly, King Ye had received a hint from the Emperor to take ruthless action, so if they could not be intercepted, King Nan Huai would be doomed this time.
Zi'an's eyebrows were throbbing again. Now everything else was unimportant except for Lao Qi's safety. If he was fine, it didn't matter how much she had to endure.
She can afford it.
"Rouyao is still in there?" Zi'an asked.
"Yes, she's still with me. She hasn't left yet." Zhuangzhuang said, "Rouyao still misses her sister in her heart."
"I can see that maybe Sun Fang'er had been nice to her before, but things changed later. Once people have desires, they can become very scary." Zi'an sighed.
Rouyao does still have feelings for Sun Fanger. As much as she loved her in the past, she hates her now.
No matter how much I hate it, I can't help but let it go because of the good things that happened in the past.
Rouyao sat by the bed, watching her dying. Thinking of many things from their youth, she felt very sad. She whispered, "If nothing had changed, it would have been great. Over the past few years, I have hated you to the core when I thought of you. But no matter how much I hated you, I never killed you. I always used our youth to forgive you. But how many times can I forgive you? If you continue like this, you can't turn back."
As she spoke, tears soaked her eyes. She reached out her hand and wiped them away casually. A panicked grief blew through her heart. "Forget it. It's useless to tell you more. You can't hear it. If you do, you will probably just laugh at me, laugh at my cowardice, laugh at my stupidity. You treated mother like this, and mother still cares about your life or death. I am indeed stupid. Why did I come to see you? Just die. It's one less sister. The Sun family doesn't need a bad person."
After saying that, she stood up and wanted to leave.
A hand quickly grabbed her wrist.
Rouyao was startled and turned around almost instantly, looking at the person on the bed in disbelief.
Sun Fanger slowly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with tears, and looked at her intently.
Rouyao didn't know how to face it, so she shook off her hand and ran out.
As soon as Zi'an reached the door, he saw her rushing out and quickly stopped her, "Rouyao, what's wrong?"
Rouyao cried and said, "She's dead!"
Zi'an cried out, ran in quickly, rushed to the bed, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This Rouyao...
(End of this chapter)