I dressed as a princess and cheated on myself

"So Miss Ziqing has also made contributions in this matter! I feel that if she is implicated, no one will report her family in the future, which will only make it difficult for good people to do their job."

"This incident serves as a warning to everyone. Anyone who plots rebellion can be killed. If a family member reports the case, not only will he be acquitted, but he will also be rewarded! This shows fairness!"

The emperor nodded, "That makes sense! Then I will pardon Ziqing's crime!"

"Thank you, Lord!" Zhao Ziqing knelt down to express his gratitude.

She stood up and continued, "Your Majesty, I heard my father discussing with the Japanese how to attack Kyoto from both inside and outside."

"That Japanese slave was very arrogant and wanted to kill my daughter to silence her. This was definitely not done by my father alone. The Japanese slaves cannot be trusted. Your Majesty, please investigate!"

The Japanese envoy was so nervous that he was sweating coldly.

He prostrated himself on the ground and shouted, "Your Majesty is wise. The Emperor of Wa is loyal to you. Heaven and earth can bear witness to this. He would never do such a thing. Your Majesty must not believe in slander and damage the harmony between the two countries!"

The emperor was also in a dilemma, and asked his ministers, "What do you think, my dear ministers?"

There was a whisper below.

The new prime minister finally stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I feel that we should put the overall situation first. The Japanese country is seeking peace, and we cannot be aggressive and lose our composure. Besides, Prime Minister Zhao is dead, and there is no evidence now!"

King Heng angrily retorted, "It's so obvious, can't you see it? If you are afraid of death, then I will immediately go out to destroy the Wa Nu Kingdom. They dare to invade my Nanyang, and they must pay the price!"

The emperor waved his hand and said, "Hey, there's no need to be so tense. Let's talk it over. I think what you all said makes sense! On the battlefield, there is a rule that surrender is not to be killed. Since the Japanese are willing to seek peace, we should also show mercy. This is the demeanor of a great country."

The Japanese envoy showed a sinister smile on his face and looked at King Heng triumphantly.

When she met his sharp eyes, she immediately lowered her head in fear.

Shouting, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is wise!"

The emperor laughed, "Go back and eat. Ziqing, you can leave as well."

Zhao Ziqing didn't dare to say anything else. He glanced at King Heng and retreated.

King Heng gritted his teeth in anger, but he had no choice but to return to his seat.

The Japanese envoy was very good at handling things. He toasted everyone one by one with a wine glass, and spoke witty words all the time, praising everyone he met, which made all the ministers very happy.

Until it was Prince Heng's turn, he had a cold face and refused to even take the wine glass.

The Japanese slave was also embarrassed, but still did not leave. He actually knelt in front of him and kowtowed sincerely.

"Your Highness, Prince Heng, please do not regard us as enemies. Our Emperor also admires you very much and brought you a gift!"

After saying that, he took out a string of paper cranes from his arms, "This is a thousand cranes, symbolizing peace, hope, longevity, health and good luck! This is our gift to His Royal Highness Prince Heng, please accept it!"

He lowered his head and held his hands high.

Prince Heng frowned and didn't answer.

Everyone was looking at this side, and some people began to speak for the Japanese, "Look at how sincere they are. They have come all the way here to pay tribute. Why do you have to kill them?"

"That's right, Prince Heng is really cold-blooded. People knelt down to give him gifts, but he didn't even look at them. Tsk tsk... He's even more arrogant than the emperor!"

The emperor also stared at this side, his face darkening.

King Heng's hands were clenched under the table, but he could only bear it. He reached out to take Qianyuhe and replied coldly, "Thank you."

The Japanese envoy kowtowed again to express his gratitude, then respectfully returned to his seat.

The emperor finally smiled, stroked his beard and said, "Well, it would be better if everyone is in harmony. Come, let's drink a cup with me."

Everyone raised their glasses, then the music started and the singer came up.

The Japanese slave's eyes were wide open and he was drooling as he danced to the music, which made everyone laugh, and the emperor also laughed out loud.

Only Prince Heng kept a sullen face. He found an opportunity to tell the Emperor that he had something to do and left early.

After walking out of the hall, he vented his anger on an innocent big tree. With one punch, the tree, which was as thick as a bowl, broke.

Song Bushi was so frightened that he choked, "Doesn't your hand hurt? Why hit an innocent tree? It did nothing wrong."

"I am so angry. These Japanese invaders have been attacking us time and again. They used to rob people's property at the border, but now they dare to go deep inland and attack the imperial city. Your Majesty is still so indulgent towards them. One day, they will become a threat to you!"

Song Bushi was also helpless, "Yes, it will be a big problem in the future. Forget it, we have tried our best, the emperor is protecting them, what can we do? We can't disobey the emperor's order."

Prince Heng took a deep breath and said, "Forget it. I don't care anymore. Let's go back to the palace first."

Leading her out of the palace, Zhao Ziqing was still waiting outside. When he saw the two of them coming out, he hurried forward and asked, "What did the emperor say?"

Prince Heng didn't want to talk and just went to lead the horse.

Song Bushi said, "The emperor still believes in the Japanese slaves, and we can't do anything about it. Fortunately, your crime has been cleared, so it's not in vain!"

"Thank you, Sister Song. I really don't know what to say. Please accept my greetings!"

Song Bushi supported her and said, "Okay, let's go home and talk about it. This is not the place to talk."

Prince Heng rode a horse, while Song Bushi and Zhao Ziqing rode in a carriage together.

During the two days since she rescued Zhao Ziqing, she has been recuperating in the palace.

If they hadn't rescued her in time, she might have starved to death in the dark room.

Now everything is resolved, but she has also lost everything.

Seeing her worried face, Song Bushi asked her, "What's wrong with you? You should be happy now. Your mother and grandfather can rest in peace now."

Zhao Ziqing sighed, "Yes, I should be happy, but...ah, I don't know how I will spend the rest of my life..."

Her eyes were red and she was about to cry.

Song Bushi comforted him, "Don't think too much, you will find happiness."

"I'm sorry to bother you and His Royal Highness Prince Heng recently. When I feel better, I will find a place..."

"Don't be so polite. I asked the prince, and he said that when this is over, your house will still be yours. Your mother's part of the property is also yours, and it will be given to you at that time. You don't have to worry about anything, everything will be fine."

"Thank you so much, I..."

She lowered her head to wipe her tears, choking and unable to speak, "Luckily, I have you."

After returning home, Prince Heng went straight back to the study, and Song Bushi took Zhao Ziqing back to Luoyanju.

At the entrance of Luoyanju, Song Bushi met Mr. Han who was finishing his get out of class. He greeted him and said, "Mr. Han, you have worked hard."

"It's my duty." Han Run looked at Zhao Ziqing and replied.

Zhao Ziqing just lowered her head, and Song Bushi felt that they might have known each other before.

Because in the past few days, she found that Han Run was secretly looking at Zhao Ziqing several times.

He also asked Xiaoyun about Zhao Ziqing's physical condition.

"I'll go back to my room and rest first." Zhao Ziqing hurriedly saluted her and went straight back to his room.

Han Run's eyes followed her all the time.

Song Bushi was more certain of his guess, and suddenly reminded him, "Mr. Han, if you have any ideas, just go up and tell them. Why are you staring at others like that? Be careful not to be misunderstood as a pervert!"