Nongbao is three and a half years old in the famine year, and the whole family is a big villain

Luo Yan held an umbrella and sent Luo Jiaojiao and Luo Zhe to the study room.

At the end of the day, nothing happened until the end of get out of class.

Luo Jiaojiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the eighth princess is still somewhat sensible.

But soon, Luo Jiaojiu found out that she was wrong.

They were just about to leave when they saw several palace maids appearing at the door of the upper study room.

With a disgusting and arrogant look on his face, he said, "Luo Jiaojiao, Luo Zhe, our empress has invited you, please come with us."

……

On the other side, Jiang Juyu woke up from his nightmare.

Sweating.

When I got out of bed, I didn't even bother to put on my shoes and ran out.

As soon as she went out, she bumped into Su Rou holding a cup of old hen soup.

Su Rou spent a lot of strength to steady the old hen soup in her hand.

She put the chicken soup in her hand on the armrest.

He frowned and looked at Jiang Zhiyu, "What's wrong with you? You're so flustered that you don't even have shoes on."

She touched Jiang Zhiyu's head with worry on her face, "You're sweating profusely, are you having a nightmare?"

Jiang Zhiyu shook his head, looking panicked, "Mom, I'll tell you later, where is Luo Yan?"

Although she didn't know what Jiang Zhiyu wanted to do with Luo Yan in a panic, she still said, "I just came back and I'm in the study now."

Jiang Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran towards the study.

Su Rou shouted at her back, "You haven't put on your shoes yet! Put on your shoes before we talk!"

"It's too late, mother, I have to go find Luo Yan quickly."

Throwing these words away, he disappeared in a flash.

Su Rou muttered, "If I had known you could run so fast, I should have let you practice martial arts when you were a child. It would be good if you didn't have a brain and well-developed limbs..."

Of course Jiang Zhiyu, who hurried to Luo Yan's study, didn't hear these words.

Regardless of her bare feet, she knocked open Luo Yan's door panting.

Luo Yan, who was writing something in the study, was shocked.

The next second, he frowned slightly, "Jiang Zhiyu, what are you doing?"

He really didn't understand why Jiang Zhiyu rushed into his study without even wearing shoes.

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes lit up when he saw him, and he rushed over, "Luo Yan, you, go to the palace to ask for an audience with the emperor, and take the emperor to Concubine De."

"She made Jiaojiao and Xiaoliu kneel down in the rain. If they were late, Xiaoliu and Jiaojiao would have a fever and become idiots!"

Jiang Zhiyu's voice sounded like crying.

Luo Yan was confused, frowned and looked at Jiang Zhiyu, and asked in a deep voice, "How did you learn about this?"

No one except his family knew about the conflict between Jiaojiao and the others and the Eighth Princess.

How did Jiang Juyu know?

Seeing the unmoved look of Luo Yan, the old god, Jiang Zhiyu felt even more anxious.

Gritting his teeth, "I dreamed about it!"

Of course she knew how ridiculous what she said was, but she still chose to tell the truth in front of Luo Yan.

Luo Yan was an almost demonic being in his previous life. She didn't think she could make up a perfect lie with no loopholes in front of Luo Yan.

"Don't believe it, I have been dreaming about the misfortunes of people around me since I was a child, and not once of my nightmares have come true."

"I dreamed that Jiaojiao and Xiaoliu were called away by the maid next to Concubine De as soon as get out of class was over."

"She made them kneel in the rain as punishment. We knelt until night when we realized something was wrong. We went to the palace to look for them, but it was already past the time for palace confinement. They knelt in the rain all night. When they came back... When they came back, Xiaoliu and Jiaojiao both had fevers. Xiaoliu turned into a fool."

"Luo Yan, go to the palace to find the emperor. Just believe me once. If what I say is wrong, I will bear all the consequences alone!"

Luo Yan took a deep look at Jiang Zhiyu.

He stood up and strode out of the study, "Here comes someone, prepare a sedan chair and enter the palace!"

Jiang Zhiyu held the door and window and breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew there would be no problem now.

……

At this time, Luo Jiaojiao and Luo Zhe were taken away by the maids of Dexin Palace in full view of the upper study room.

The rain was pattering outside, and the sound of it hitting the oil-paper umbrella was not pleasant, and those who listened felt panicked.

Luo Zhe reached out and held Luo Jiaojiao with serious eyes, "Don't be afraid!"

Luo Jiaojiao nodded and held his hand.

She didn't speak, but Luo Zhe knew what she meant.

Soon, the two were brought to the entrance of Dexin Palace.

The entire Dexin Palace is in vermilion, which is consistent with the general tone of the entire palace. The entire building shows the beauty of classical architecture.

Just by looking outside Dexin Palace, you can tell that the owner of Dexin Palace is very favored.

Luo Jiaojiao withdrew her gaze and followed Luo Zhe, who was about to raise her feet and follow the maids into Dexin Palace.

Unexpectedly, the two of them were stopped by the palace maid at the palace gate.

"Our queen is currently praying for the emperor, please wait a moment."

Luo Jiaojiao frowned.

I saw several palace maids walking in proudly.

Luo Zhe approached Luo Jiaojiao, and the two of them looked at the gate of Dexin Palace in silence. Neither of them spoke.

Not long after, I saw several palace maids walking out from the gate of Dexin Palace.

He approached the two of them with a malicious smile on his face.

Luo Jiaojiao, "Is the empress going to see us?"

Unexpectedly, the palace maid snatched the injured oil-paper umbrella from the two of them and threw it at a rockery in the yard.

The oil-paper umbrella came into contact with a sharp point on the rockery, and the umbrella broke instantly.

Luo Jiaojiao's expression changed instantly, "What do you mean?"

The palace maid smiled softly and said, "Our empress is praying for the emperor. As the people of Jingguo, you should naturally pray for the emperor. You are not sincere under the umbrella."

As she said this, she made a gesture towards the two palace maids behind her, "If you don't hold them down quickly, how can there be any point in standing and praying?"

"By the way, you know some boxing and kicking skills. Go hold that girl down."

Luo Jiaojiao and Luo Zhe were forced to kneel down by several people.

Her heart was full of anger, but her face showed no emotion. She asked coldly, "Aren't you afraid that the emperor will know about this?"

The palace maid seemed to have heard some big joke, laughing so hard that she couldn't stand upright.

After a long time, he finally spoke, "Who do you think the emperor is? That you two and a half-year-old children can see him just by asking?"

"I heard that your brother is only a sixth-grade official. Do you think a mere sixth-grade official can make the decision for you?"

She snorted coldly and looked at Luo Jiaojiao and Luo Zhe, who were in utter embarrassment, with unbridled contempt in her eyes.

"Besides, it is a great blessing to pray for the emperor. Even if it is in front of the emperor, the emperor will not say anything."

As soon as the palace maid finished speaking, a cold voice came from outside the door and asked, "Really?"

The palace maid subconsciously raised her head, her pupils widening instantly.

My body was spinning faster than my brain, and I knelt down in an instant, throwing aside the umbrella in my hand, letting the rain hit my body, and my whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Their voices trembled, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Luo Yan held an umbrella with a cold face and went over to help Luo Jiaojiao and Luo Zhe up. Seeing them both wet and embarrassed, uncontrollable anger burst out from his usually calm brows.