The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

Perhaps because he was going to have a secret meeting with Shen Shu, the prince wore the same dark-colored clothes as the Fourth Master today.

The moment he came in, his eyes vaguely fell on Shen Shu.

Shen Shu immediately lowered her head, looking shy.

The prince glanced at the women's seats and saw Shen Mi on the other side sipping tea, her eyes never fixed on him.

He immediately became furious.

He couldn't understand why Shen Mi disliked him even though he was the high and mighty prince.

Moreover, he hated Shen Mi's eyes. He hated the way Shen Mi looked at him, which made him feel uncomfortable.

However, Shen Mi was indeed outstanding, with such a cool and aloof temperament, there was no one else like her at the female table.

Not long after, the sound of opera singing could be heard from downstairs in the attic.

The women were eating, listening to opera, and some were even chatting among themselves.

These operas were selected with special intentions, all of them are operas about loyalty to the country and devotion to the country.

Or, there are plays about powerful officials who rebel and are eventually executed.

It can be seen that Chaoyang's purpose is very clear.

Perhaps this was Emperor Ren De's warning to the powerful people in Yanjing City.

An emperor in a high position naturally hopes that his subjects will be loyal to him and not harbor any thoughts of rebellion.

Everyone sipped tea, ate snacks, and watched one play after another.

At the same time, in a private room at the northernmost part of the North Garden of Princess Chaoyang's Mansion.

Murong Che was dressed in black, leaning lazily on the chair, playing with the teacup in his hand.

Soon, Fu Ying's voice came from outside the door.

"Fourth Master, there is a retainer who claims to be the prince, and he said he is willing to give you advice."

Murong Che raised his eyebrows slightly and put down the teacup in his hand.

"A retainer of the prince? Giving advice to the prince?"

"Let him in."

"Yes, Fourth Master."

As soon as Fu Ying finished speaking, the door of the private room was pushed open.

A young man in brown clothes walked in.

The man was about twenty years old, with shifty eyes and a scheming look.

After he entered the room, his eyes darted around, scanning everything around him.

The moment he saw Murong Che, he immediately knelt down.

"Your humble servant Wei Chi pays respect to His Royal Highness Prince Rui."

Murong Che sat on the chair, holding the teacup and looking at him carefully, and suddenly chuckled.

"Wei Chi? Where is he employed?"

Wei Chi said: "Your Highness Prince Rui, I am currently working in the Ministry of Justice as a lowly official."

Murong Che's lips curled up slightly: his fingers tapped the table.

"Since you are a retainer of the Crown Prince, how can you think of giving me advice? This really makes me suspicious."

Wei Chi showed a flattering smile on his face and clasped his fists towards Murong Che.

"Your Highness Prince Rui is wise and brave, and he is also the God of War of Dayan."

"He has made outstanding contributions and has protected many civilians. He has made great contributions and has also made great achievements in battles."

"I have great respect for Your Highness, so I am naturally willing to work hard for Your Highness Prince Rui."

"The position of Crown Prince should have originally belonged to His Royal Highness Prince Rui. How could it be given to... that person now?"

"I am willing to give advice to His Royal Highness Prince Rui."

"If I can satisfy His Royal Highness Prince Rui, please take care of me in the future."

Murong Che leaned back in his chair and smiled wickedly.

"Give me advice?"

"Oh? Tell me, how can you give me advice?"

Wei Chi looked up at Murong Che, with a hint of excitement in his eyes. He said excitedly: "Your Highness, if you want to overthrow the Crown Prince, you only need to start with the future Crown Princess Shen Mi."

The future crown princess? Shen Mi?

Murong Che frowned slightly, and clenched his hands, looking at him with evil eyes.

"The future Crown Princess? Shen Mi? Start with her?"

"Tell me, how do you get started?"

Wei Chi's eyes rolled around and he looked around. Seeing that there was no one around, he spoke.

"The second young lady of the Shen family, Shen Mi, has an uncle who is General Sima. If the prince marries her, it will be like adding wings to a tiger."

"The Shen family has an old grudge against His Royal Highness Prince Rui. Why not try to clear Shen Mi's name so that she can marry someone else?"

"However, I think it would be best to arrange for Shen Mi to marry a man with no power, no background, or a bastard."

A low, hoarse laugh escaped from Murong Che's throat, "Oh, really?"

"Let the legitimate daughter of the Shen family marry a bastard from a lowly family."

"I didn't expect you to come up with such an idea."

Wei Chi smiled and said, "Your Highness, you don't know that now that Pingyang Hou is dead, the Shen family is weak and powerless."

"If we plan to have Concubine Shen Mi marry the bastard, firstly, General Sima Jiang Xuan will have no support in the future, and will not be a threat to Your Highness. If we plan to seize General Sima's military power in the future, it will be even better."

"The second is to make the Crown Prince completely lose the support of General Sima in the future, killing two birds with one stone."

"Thirdly, this can be regarded as revenge for the old grudge between Your Highness and Marquis Pingyang."

Murong Che sat lazily and casually on the chair, with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hands to applaud, full of playfulness.

"Good, good, it's really good."

"I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful. You are indeed a rare talent."

"Come, tell me how you plan to make Shen Mi marry someone else."

Wei Chi was suddenly happy when he saw Murong Che clapping and cheering.

He looked up at Murong Che, who was smiling, and felt a little excited.

"Your Highness, I heard that Miss Shen is also coming to the princess' mansion banquet today."

"We'll just have someone knock her out and drag her to the Princess's West Garden room, and then let a strange man in, and she'll lose her innocent reputation."

"When the time comes, there will be so many people talking that she will have to marry even if she doesn't want to."

When he said yes, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Murong Che.

"Your Highness, what do you think of me?"

Murong Che raised his eyebrows slightly, tapped the table with his fingers, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Well, this is not right, it's not perfect."

"Come here, I will tell you exactly what to do so that there won't be any mistakes."

Wei Chi looked excited. He slowly stood up, walked to Murong Che's side, and leaned down.

"Fourth Master, I will obey your will, and I hope you can take care of me in the future."

As he said this, he put his ear close to Murong Che.

Murong's voice was lazy and casual, with a hint of amusement in it: "Of course..."

"Let you die."

When the lazy and casual voice came out, Wei Chi's face suddenly froze. Before he could react, the sharp dagger instantly pierced his chest.

He felt a piercing pain and his eyes widened immediately.

"Fourth... Master."

Before he could finish his words, Murong Che, with an expressionless face, stabbed his chest with the dagger in his hand.

Blood flowed from Wei Chi's chest, staining Murong Che's hands red.

Black blood plasma mixed with minced meat splashed and splattered on his breathtakingly handsome face.

He had a blank expression on his face, and stabbed Wei Chi with the dagger again and again. Wei Chi's chest was covered in blood and flesh, and he was dead.

With a 'bang', the man was kicked hard by Murong Che and fell to the ground.

Fu Ying, who heard the noise, opened the door and came in, only to see that their Fourth Master's face was splattered with blood, and his hands and clothes were covered in blood.

"Fourth Master."

Murong Che took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the blood off his hands and dagger with an expressionless face.

"Check who sent it."

"By the way, drag the body out and deal with it."

Fu Ying took a breath, but he was used to it.

Murong Che wiped the blood carelessly and continued to give orders.

"Clean up the house. I don't want to see even a drop of blood."

"By the way, get some hot water for me and prepare some clean clothes."

"Yes, Fourth Master." Fu Ying said, dragging the body on the ground and out of the room.

The man was stabbed more than ten times in the chest, and his flesh was turned into powder.

After a while, all the bloodstains in the room were cleared. Murong Che wrung out a handkerchief and casually washed the blood off his face, then changed his clothes that were stained with blood.

The room returned to silence again. He picked up a cup of tea and sipped it carefully.

It was as if the scene just now had never happened.

In the front hall of Princess Chaoyang's mansion, everyone was still watching opera and listening to music.

Some of the women got up and went to the lotus pond to admire the lotus flowers.

The prince who was sitting next to the queen also stood up and bowed to the queen.

"Mother, I have something important to do, so I will leave first."

The queen narrowed her eyes at him and asked, "What's so urgent that it can take so long?"

The prince smiled and said, "I have listened to too much opera, and I am tired of it. It would be good to go out for a walk."

After saying this, the prince strode out of the half-water attic.

Shen Shu lowered her head, looked at the prince's back as he left, then looked at the queen carefully, and finally continued to eat with her head down.

Shen Mi, who was standing aside, held the teacup and sipped tea with a calm expression.

She knew that this couple was probably having a secret meeting in Princess Chaoyang's mansion today.

However, she was also gambling, gambling on the Fourth Master, gambling on a good show.