Brother Huang, he has been planning for a long time

"Where is the prince? Let him come to see me." Chunyu Changcai ordered.

"Yes." Shadow Guard responded and retreated.

After Si Xuanzhu returned to the palace, he was directly sent to the royal study. He saluted the queen on the throne, "Your Majesty."

"Where's Qingcheng?" Chunyu Shangli's cold gaze was directed at him.

"No news yet." Si Xuanzhu didn't dare to hide anything.

As soon as he said these words, an ink-colored inkstone flew down and hit him directly on the forehead.

Si Xuanzhu did not dodge and resisted forcefully.

In an instant, blood overflowed from his forehead, and the mask on his face fell on the hall, revealing his original handsome face.

When Chunyu Shangli saw this, he didn't show any emotion. Instead, he ordered coldly, "Send more people out to look for her! If something happens to her, you won't even be able to survive!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Si Xuanzhu responded expressionlessly. He leaned over to pick up the mask and was about to leave when she stopped him.

"and many more."

"What other orders does your Majesty have?"

Chunyu Shangli was silent for a moment and asked: "Did any of those assassins be captured alive?"

"There are no survivors." Si Xuanzhu answered truthfully.

"Send someone to keep an eye on Prince Yu." She ordered, rubbing her brows.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Then he exited the imperial study.

Chunyu Shangli was full of uneasiness. All her royal brothers had been defeated. Because they were dissatisfied with her father's orders, they raised troops to rebel, but they all ended in failure.

Now all that is left is a lame Fourth Emperor brother, Prince Yu.

Qingcheng's encounter with the assassin this time was unknown whether it had anything to do with him.

If it was really his fault, then even this imperial brother would not be able to stay...

Chunyu Shanglu's eyes were cold, and there was a faint murderous look in them.

She would never let anyone hurt her daughter again.

……

Li Mo and others also sent people out to look for people.

Zhong Shui returned to the palace and divided the people he brought into two teams to find the whereabouts of his master.

Li Mo walked back and forth uneasily in the palace, "I should have followed him out of the palace today."

Zhong Shui comforted him: "Three consorts, don't blame yourself. In fact, the fact that there is no news about the prince is the best news."

"Where do you start talking about this?" Li Mo glanced at him in confusion.

"The prince is missing together with the princess. If they were only injured and were rushed to an unknown place, with the prince's martial arts, he should be able to protect the princess. And don't you think it's not the case? We can't find the prince, and it's not that Prince Si can't find the princess, but the master won't let us find her."

Li Mo suddenly realized, "You mean, the prince wants to confirm whether the princess is the ninth princess, so even if everything is fine, he doesn't want to return to the palace so quickly?"

"I'm just guessing, I'm not sure." Zhong Shui comforted himself and the people around him, "I asked Xingxue to look for him along the lower reaches of the lake. The three consorts should rest first."

Without news about Yue Qinghe, how could Li Mo rest.

If something happened to Yue Qinghe, he wouldn't have the shame to go back to Dongming Country to see Yue Qingli.

……

In a study room, a girl was pinned down by a man on the desk, unable to move.

Chunyu Qingcheng frowned and wanted to go over to help and push the unfaithful person away.

Why does he always bully that woman like that?

But he heard the woman's soft, crying voice: "Brother Emperor, you...why did you do such a thing?"

The man's voice was cold and he hummed: "I'm not a good person to begin with. Have you seen clearly what kind of person I am in front of you?"

He even grabbed the woman's hands and pressed them on top of her head, making the woman face the man in an unbearable posture, "I am such a cold, selfish and dark person, and I always want to touch my own sister. beast!"

The woman retorted: "Brother, you are not that kind of person..."

The man put his other big hand into her skirt, kissed her white neck, and followed her collarbone, snaking down.

"Now you can see clearly that I am such a despicable person."

"I know, you did this just to scare me. You are angry, and you think I shouldn't distrust you like this."

"No, from the beginning to the end, I don't want you to marry anyone. The matter between Gu Xunzhi and the little palace maid was all planned by me. They are just the victims of this conspiracy. Princess, you should Understand, no matter what kind of person you choose to be your consort, I will still have the ability to destroy your marriage."

Chunyu Qingcheng opened her eyes suddenly, and there was still pain in the injured area of ​​her calf.

The dream just now still lingers in my mind.

This……

Has she heard too many stories about Yue Qinghe and his imperial sister?

Why did he have this dream about him and his imperial sister?

She sat up in pain. There was a small candle burning in the wooden house, and there was a faint light from the fire. She saw the man sitting at the end of the bed. He had his eyes closed tightly and his upper body was leaning against the wooden wall.

He is...

She moved her calf slightly, and the pain she felt caused her to exclaim, "Hiss..."

With just this little voice, Yue Qinghe opened his eyes, got off the bed and came over. His handsome face was full of worry, and his voice was much softer, "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"

Chunyu Qingcheng looked at his nervous expression at this time, and was stunned for a moment, then lowered her face and nodded, "Yes."

He sat down on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes and looking at her calf that was fixed with a wooden board, "The doctor said today that it will hurt a little in the first day or two, and then it will ease. If you feel pain, try to stay still Don’t move this foot.”

When they were painting the boat, it was because he failed to protect her that she suffered such injuries.

Looking at his slightly tender handsome face at this moment, Chunyu Qingcheng remembered the dream she had just now.

In the dream, he was so cold, ruthless, and full of aggression...

She asked in a strange way, "Did you...really ruin your imperial sister's marriage before?"

Yue Qinghe stood up and poured her a glass of water. Her hand holding the tea cup tightened, "Why are you suddenly so interested in my affairs with my imperial sister?"

"Did you really plan that Gu Xunzhi to sleep with a little palace maid?"

Yue Qinghe put the tea cup aside, strode forward and grabbed her shoulders, "Who told you this name?"

He remembered that when the storyteller told the story between him and Qingchen, he only called Gu Xunzhi the future prince-in-law without mentioning his name.

So how did she learn the name Gu Xunzhi?

Unless she really remembered something.

"I..." she struggled, "let go!"

"Did you remember something?" Yue Qinghe held her breath and stared at her nervously.

"I just dreamed of some things, not what you thought I remembered. As I said, I am not Yue Qingchen." She turned her face away, not daring to look at him.

"Dream?" He sat down by the bed and looked at her calmly, "Have you ever thought about it, if you really weren't Qingchen, how could you dream about me and her?"