The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

Chu Yizhao knelt in the middle of the Qinzheng Hall with his head lowered. His moon-white brocade cloak was stained with traces of blood, which was particularly dazzling among the gentle large pink peonies.

In the majestic hall, the highest-ranking ruler of the Zhou Dynasty sat at the top without saying a word.

In his impression, this king was friendly and open-minded, but he looked like the previous emperor, tall and mighty, like a blind bear. Chu Yizhao was a little afraid of him.

Emperor Yuan An spoke in a deep voice, with a hint of pressure from the urgency.

"You are so brave, Chu Aming, to hurt someone in front of a first-rank general's residence."

Chu Yizhao kowtowed, "I know I was wrong."

"Do you really know your mistake?"

Emperor Yuan An said slowly, "If you know your mistake, go to Zhang's house and apologize."

"I don't know."

"... "

"How dare you!" Emperor Yuan An scolded, "Do you think I was joking with you? In a verbal dispute, you allowed your subordinates to commit murder, and nearly twenty guards of the Zhang Mansion were killed or injured."

"Under the Emperor's feet, anyone who fights and kills someone should be executed according to the law!"

Chu Yizhao shuddered, "It was Zhang Ruyi's men who started it first. I don't know martial arts, so the guards can only fight with all their might to protect my safety."

"Injuring someone in self-defense is not considered a violation of the law..."

"Besides..." Chu Yizhao stole a glance at the person at the top and muttered, "More than twenty people surrounded and killed four of my servants, but three of our own people died... They are so useless, are they blackmailing us..."

"Chu A Ming!"

Emperor Yuan An slammed the table and said, "Listen to what you are saying, who would risk their life to blackmail you?"

"Zhang Ruyi keeps calling me a dog slave. It's obvious that she treats me like a slave. She also said that General Zhang protects all people. I have to look at her face even when I fart. It's not surprising that she is blackmailing me with the life of a servant..."

Chu Yizhao yelled loudly.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yuan An showed a trace of displeasure on his face and reprimanded, "How can a girl like you talk about such filthy things?"

Chu Yizhao's brows twitched slightly. He had been involved in a fight and had seen blood. Instead of being sent to the prison in Shuntian Prefecture, he was reported to the emperor.

According to the procedure, when two young ladies from official families had a fight, they were scolded and sent home to be disciplined by their elders.

But she and Zhang Ruyi, one of their mothers died, the other one was paralyzed, and both of their fathers lived thousands of miles away.

No mother, no father, no parents.

The emperor and empress personally took action to punish them.

Shen Ni had already detained Zhang Ruyi, so she wouldn't want to give the prince something else...

Facing Emperor Yuan An, Chu Yizhao was secretly thinking about how to make things more difficult for Zhang Ruyi.

Emperor Yuan An was so busy with his daily affairs that he would just treat Zhang Ruyi's stupid behavior and dirty words as a child. Only adults could really catch his eye...

"I am just angry. What do you mean by without General Zhang, I can only become a prostitute? This is too much..."

Chu Yizhao seemed to be so angry that he complained, "There are so many generals in our dynasty, all of them are heroes who defend their country, why is her family so arrogant..."

"That's enough!" Emperor Yuan An's face turned cold. "You should have said that. If it weren't for the fact that you saved someone, you should have watched your head!"

Chu Yizhao felt a chill on his neck and his head drooped like a quail.

"I know I was wrong..."

Looking at the small ball below, shivering like a cat, Emperor Yuan An held his breath in his chest, and a few words lingered in his mouth, but he didn't say them out loud...

Chu Yizhao was the child he had watched grow up. He followed the rules and was not a hopeless person.

Yucheng is located in a remote area, and Zhang Fan was stationed there for more than 20 years, and only returned once when he ascended the throne.

As a brave general when her father was alive, it is understandable that she is a little arrogant and domineering in educating her only daughter.

To Emperor Yuan An, this incident was just a quarrel between two girls that got a little out of hand.

It's really shameful that more than 20 people were killed by one person.

Besides, Miss Zhang has a dirty mouth...

Emperor Yuan An wanted to let it go, but the Empress was biased towards the young lady of the Zhang family, so he didn’t want to offend the Empress…

"Although what happened today had its reasons, it is a foregone conclusion that you allowed your slave to kill someone. I will punish you by making you copy 300 volumes of Buddhist scriptures for Wuji Palace. If you do it again, I will chop off your head," Emperor Yuan An pointed his finger at her and warned her.

Three hundred volumes of Buddhist scriptures?

What kind of punishment is this?

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

After dealing with this matter, Emperor Yuan An raised his hand to signal Chu Yizhao to stand up. He thought of something and a smile appeared on his face.

"Some time ago, you saved Chen Yun. I wanted to find a good match for you at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, but I didn't expect it to be delayed due to something else."

Shen Yun?

who is it…

Emperor Yuan An continued, "Later, you gave medicine to Xing Yu, which relieved his pain. He could carry it back to Qianyang even when he went up the mountain to collect herbs..."

"I really don't know whether you are a lucky star or a disaster star..."

Emperor Yuan An only mentioned Qian Yang casually and did not ask or answer any other questions.

If he didn't say anything, Chu Yizhao wouldn't ask. She had nothing to do with Qianyang, so she just needed to play the role of a good doctor.

"Do you have any wishes that you want to fulfill? Tell me about it," asked Emperor Yuan An.

Listen?

These two words are used...

Just listening to it doesn’t necessarily mean it can be realized…

That’s right, among these people, she didn’t know which one Chen Yun was; Qian Yang was someone she found when she went up the mountain to collect herbs, and it was unclear whether she could survive; and Xing Yu only gave her herbs as a gift…

There are scattered favors, but none of them are real...

Chu Yizhao was deflated, "I don't have any wishes..."

I told you but you didn't give it to me, and I'm going to get angry again...

"Gold, silver, treasures, silks and satins? Please give me some as you see fit."

Emperor Yuan An snorted and laughed, "You are not picky."

He glanced at Chu Yizhao's cloak and said, "I think your cloak is quite delicate. It would be a pity if it got dirty. A few days ago, the southern land offered thirty-six pieces of brocade as tribute. You can take them back and make clothes..."

Thirty-six pieces of cloud brocade? !

So generous!

Yunjin is hard to come by. Most of the brocades sold in the market are woven brocades and embroidered brocades. The real Yunjin is made with gold threads, not to mention that it is a tribute to the palace, and every inch of it is worth its weight in gold.

Rich material...

What little girl doesn't like to be coquettish? Chu Yizhao's voice of thanking her for the reward was more convincing.

Emperor Yuan An was amused. "It's getting late, and the mansion is deserted. Why don't you stay in Shoukang Palace tonight? The Queen Mother hasn't seen you for a long time, and she often misses you..."

really…

Good things are not so easy to get.

"Your Majesty, there are people at home who need to be taken care of. If you stay overnight, I'm afraid it will cause trouble..."

"That's right, you can leave now."

"I'll take my leave..."

As Chu Yizhao walked out of the Qinzheng Hall, she caught a glimpse of a familiar-looking person holding a water lily lantern. She quickly quickened her pace and walked toward the palace gate. The man seemed to have seen her and followed her closely.

Chu Yizhao walked faster and faster, like a ghost chasing him, and the man's footsteps were getting closer and closer, until they walked into a palace alley.

There were two red walls, two doors in front and back, and Chu Yizhao was walking in the middle. He was a clear figure, standing in the middle of the road, like a bright target in a martial arts training ground...

Queqiu held the palace lantern and watched the figure turn into Autumn Lane. She hurriedly followed and shouted as she turned the corner and entered the door.

"girl"

The voice echoed in the alley, and Queqiu stopped. In the evening, the golden crow fell into the black veil, and a layer of misty black floated in the deserted long alley.

Queqiu frowned. How could there not be...

Are we walking too fast?

A group of palace maids in pink palace dresses walked in from the palace gate opposite, holding bright palace lanterns. The leading palace maid saw her waving and stepped forward, bowing slightly and saying, "Aunt Queqiu."

Queqiu asked, "Have you seen Miss Amin?"

The maid answered honestly, "No, I came here and didn't see anyone."

Queqiu nodded and waved her away.

After the maid left, Queqiu stopped to observe in confusion, the water lily lamp in her hand flickering in and out. After a moment, she exhaled and left helplessly...

Chu Yizhao poked the tasseled beads on the man's chest with his round fingers. He looked up at him through the night fog while lying in his arms, and asked in a low voice,

"Is anyone gone?"

Wei Xingli didn't say anything, but tapped her head twice to indicate no.

Two people were squeezed in the small space behind the palace gate. Chu Yizhao crawled into his cloak and pressed tightly against the man.

The early winter night was extremely cold. Chu Yizhao nestled in his arms and felt warm, and all the ice and snow on his body melted away...

The light disappeared from the narrow crack of the door. Wei Xingli withdrew his gaze and was about to speak when he glanced down and saw a ray of bright light. The brocade branches and velvet flowers that followed the light and shadow were bent into the shape of plum blossoms and green bamboos.

Plum and bamboo are intertwined, and the soft silk threads melt into Wei Xingli's eyes. In the dim and cramped space, those burning eyes are surprisingly bright.

He raised his hand, and his fingertips touched the tassels on his black hair. The light was floating and swaying intoxicatingly, as if it was the trembling tip of his heart...

Endless folding of flowers,

The cold moon is endless,

I just want two hearts to be the same...