Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

The next day, Si Luo took Wen Zhirou into the palace to meet Queen Ye, and then set off back to Xizhu.

As the envoys from Xizhu left, envoys from other countries were also preparing to leave.

In the Qingxin Palace, Emperor Ye was approving the memorial, and Zhang Cheng hurriedly came to report, "Your Majesty, Prince Yuehuan has been waiting outside the palace gate for a long time."

"The envoys from various countries have left, why is he here?" The Emperor of the Night threw the memorial in his hand on the table impatiently.

"Prince Yuehuan asked him about his marriage to the princess and how the Emperor of the Night was considering it." Zhang Cheng sorted out the memorials on the table.

"Hmph, he is really difficult to deal with. He hurt the princess first, and now he wants to marry the princess. I really think Tian Yu is easy to bully." The Emperor of the Night was angry, and he thought for a moment, "Go tell him, he hurts the princess." Your country has not yet made compensation for the princess, so the matter of marrying the princess can only be discussed later."

"Yes, old slave, go now."

The Night Emperor waved his hand impatiently, and Zhang Cheng stepped back and left.

Yu Wenjing was resentful because he could not see the Night Emperor.

Yue Huan was scheming within the court. He must marry Wen Zhiyue as his concubine in order to secure his position as crown prince. In order to avoid accidents, he had no choice but to find that person to help him.

In Qingya Courtyard, Ye Nanxuan and Wen Zhiyue sat opposite each other. In the past few days, his cold and handsome face often showed a friendly smile.

"Does the prince have nothing to do now? He comes to see the girl every day these days." Xuemei whispered softly.

"Why, you don't like the prince coming to see the girl."

"Although the prince and the girl have been granted marriage by His Majesty, they are still unmarried. If they are together all day long, they will be gossiped about." Xuemei looked in the direction of the two of them with some worry.

"You are overthinking." Ye Zhao patted Xuemei's shoulder lightly, "His Majesty and Mr. Wen are already discussing the wedding date of the prince and the girl."

"If we agree on the wedding date, no one will dare to gossip." Xuemei frowned and looked at Ye Zhao happily.

Luo Chuan walked in from outside the hospital with a serious and flustered face. Wen Zhiyue looked at Luo Chuan and motioned for him to wait a moment.

"Your Majesty, Luochuan has something to discuss with me. It's getting late today, so Your Majesty, please come back early." Wen Zhiyue smiled and ordered Ye Nanxuan to leave.

"It's the same words every day, when will you change your words?" Ye Nanxuan picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Okay, I won't make it difficult for you now." Ye Nanxuan stood up and took Wen Zhiyue's wrist, "I'll take you outside the city tomorrow."

"Okay. I like the prince's house outside the city very much."

"I'll pick you up at noon tomorrow." Ye Nanxuan's soft eyes fell on Wen Zhiyue, reluctant to leave.

"We will meet again tomorrow, my lord, please leave quickly." Wen Zhiyue looked at Ye Nanxuan who was unwilling to leave and urged.

"Okay, I'm leaving." Ye Nanxuan let go of Wen Zhiyue's wrist, gently stroked Wen Zhiyue's hair with his palm, and left with a smile.

Wen Zhiyue called Luo Chuan into the room. She sat upright at the desk, "Luo Chuan, what happened."

"Girl, there is a song being spread in the streets and alleys today."

"A ballad, what kind of ballad, actually made you so flustered." Wen Zhiyue's face was soft, and her eyes were filled with smiles.

"The daughter of the Wen family wears battle armor to protect Tian Yu; she is poisoned by poison, wears battle clothes, attacks the four kingdoms, and dominates the world."

The smile on Wen Zhiyue's face slowly disappeared. She stood up in panic. After a moment of silence, she stared at Luochuan with cold eyes, "Have you ever found out who did it?"

"Miss Zixuan said that except Xiuyue Pavilion, no one in the world can spread the news to the streets overnight." Luo Chuan looked at Wen Zhiyue worriedly, "Girl, how should we deal with it now."

"I have no grudges against Xiuyue Pavilion, but Xiuyue Pavilion has killed me time and time again. Since they want me to die so much, then I will die." Wen Zhiyue smiled contemptuously, with a gloomy face and cold eyes.

"What do you mean by this, girl? If the girl is gone, the Wen family and the Long family will really be cut off from the conspiracy." Ling Yi walked in from the door angrily.

"Xuemei, Luochuan, go and close the courtyard door. If big brother comes, tell me that I'm not feeling well and go to sleep." Wen Zhiyue looked out the window.

After Xuemei and Luo Chuan left, Wen Zhiyue looked at Ye Zhao, "With this rumor, His Majesty will definitely summon me to the palace. If I die because of this, you will return to the prince and take good care of him."

"Girl, what are you..." Before Ye Zhao could finish speaking, Wen Zhiyue raised her hand to signal Ye Zhao not to say more.

"Ling Yi, you leave Kyoto immediately and return to Wuyin Mountain. If there are any rebels in Wuyin Mountain, kill them without mercy." Wen Zhiyue's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Yes. I will leave soon." Ling Yi bowed his hands and looked at Wen Zhiyue, "It's just..."

"Commander Ling, don't worry. I will enter the palace with the girl. Just wait for the news in Wuyin Mountain." Ye Zhao turned his eyes to Ling Yi and gave him a comforting look.

"Okay." Ling Yi left in a hurry.

"Girl, do you really want to do this?" Ye Zhao couldn't bear to look at Wen Zhiyue.

"There are rumors like this. If I don't die, the refugees will be angry, and the Emperor of the Night will have a hard time explaining to the ministers. It will also implicate the prince." Wen Zhiyue looked at the swaying tree branches forlornly outside the window, her battlefield was about to come. , how she should face it and how she should make arrangements, she had to make careful calculations.

In the Yueyang Palace, all the ministers reported that Wen Zhiyue would be burned at the stake.

Ye Nanxuan looked bleak, "The ministers wanted to execute the heroes who protected the country just because of a rumor. It really chilled the frontier soldiers."

"The prince and the princess are both military commanders. I understand that my sympathy for the princess is only related to the country and the country. We cannot be careless or merciful." The Minister of Punishment cupped his hands and said, "I ask your majesty to take the princess into custody immediately and execute the burning tomorrow. "

"I second the proposal, I second the proposal..."

"I wonder whether the ministers are motivated by selfish desires or really think about Tian Yu." Ye Nanxuan's cold eyes looked at everyone in the hall questioningly.

"Your Majesty, you can question our loyalty. Even if you die on the spot today, I will kill Tian Yu."

"Is this what Shangshu said to force my father to kill Zhongliang?"

"What are you arguing about? The princess has served the country and the people and guarded the border for three years. She has worked hard and achieved great results. You can't decide the guilt just because of two rumors. Let's discuss it here for now." The Emperor of the Night frowned, "Zhang Cheng, help me back. Qingxin Palace.”

Zhang Cheng supported Ye Huang and walked towards the back of the palace. Ye Nanxuan flicked his sleeves and left the palace angrily. The ministers gathered in groups in twos and threes and began to discuss and speculate on Ye Huang's response to the rumors.

In the Qingxin Hall, Wen Zhiyue sat on the seat on the right side, and the Night Emperor slowly sat in the first place.

"You girl, you are so courageous that the ministers outside will skin you alive. If others have already thought about how to escape, you will drink tea with me again." The Night Emperor smiled, his eyes filled with tears. It's appreciation and respect.