The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

The Emperor suspected the authenticity of the Eastern Palace's danger and whether it was intentional by the Crown Prince. After all, the imperial palace guards were strictly supervised, and such a high-profile incident...

Seeing that You Mu's rage did not seem fake, he smiled like a father, came over, pulled his son up, and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's nothing. The new servant is stubborn and needs a little discipline. What's the matter that your father comes here so late at night?" You Mu stood up and his emotions slowly calmed down when Emperor Chen arrived. His tyrannical temper subsided and his expression became much gentler.

"I heard that the East Palace was attacked. I was worried about you, so I came to take a look."

"Your son is fine. The assassins have all been killed. It's not a big deal. But... this kind of thing disturbed your father's sleep. It's your son's fault." After saying this, You Mu was about to kneel down again.

"There's no need for this. You and I are father and son. There's no need to be so formal." Hearing the prince's polite words, the emperor couldn't help but think of the time when there was no grudge between them as father and son. He also remembered the poisonous arrow that the prince blocked for him two years ago.

There were still arrow feathers falling on the corridor of the East Palace. The Emperor felt a little guilty and reached out to help the prince up.

"It doesn't matter whether I disturb you or not. I haven't been to the Eastern Palace for a long time. I had the intention to come here anyway." The Emperor took the Crown Prince and sat down on the couch in the study.

"Thank you, father." You Mu followed and stood to one side.

The picture of harmonious relationship between father and son was not what Prince Yu wanted. He took a step forward and interrupted the scene of loving father and filial son.

"Father, I think this palace servant of yours doesn't look like someone from the palace..."

Following Prince Yu's line of sight, You Mu turned his head to look at Lin Zhu, who was kneeling on the ground with blood oozing out of his back. He smiled and said:

"My royal brother is really sharp-eyed and sharp-eared. Father, the assassination of this son on the long street yesterday was the work of this Banshalang. This son thought that this man had good swordsmanship and was a useful talent, so he was kept in the East Palace."

Prince Yu was tricked by the other party's words and smiled back, but the smile did not show in his eyes.

The emperor beside him was suspicious by nature, and it was rare for him to win a place in the throne by overthrowing You Mu before. By saying this, wasn't the other party pointing out that his father had spies everywhere and was well-informed?

"It's just that half of this servant's face is really scary... I also have good intentions, so I just said a few more words, please don't blame me, my brother."

"How could that be? My Royal Brother, please don't overthink it."

The Emperor's pupils narrowed slightly as he listened to the other party's words. Even though he already knew about this matter, he still pretended to know nothing about it. He frowned and asked, "A person was assassinated on Chang Street? Why didn't you tell me about this?"

"Recently, the court has been busy with many affairs. I am guilty of not being able to relieve your father's worries. I have made many mistakes before and I feel guilty. I really don't want to make your father worry about such a small matter."

A gust of cold wind blew open the broken window, causing the gauze curtains in the room to flutter, and scattered the stacked scriptures on the table, making a mess.

Papers were flying all over the room, and one page landed lightly beside Emperor Chen.

The emperor raised his hand to take it. It was a prayer scroll copied by the prince in an elegant handwriting. It was exactly the same as the scroll that the other party had hung out to dry on the tiles two years ago after the eaves leaked and soaked. Looking at the other pages scattered on the ground, every word and sentence was a prayer.

Originally thought it was just a trick by the other party to lift the ban, although the Emperor was moved at the time, he released the prince in order to balance the situation.

There was a time when the Crown Prince had too much power, and he did not want to allow Prince Yu to become so dominant.

Unexpectedly, even though the ban on the other party had been lifted and all food, clothing and daily necessities had been restored, he never stopped copying these things, out of pure filial piety.

Looking up, he saw the prince standing in front of him. He was thin and lightly dressed, with his head lowered, facing the wind. Noticing that he had not responded, he quietly raised his head, his eyes full of admiration.

Because of those drugs, ministers have often reported the prince's murder in recent years. Although the emperor did not punish him too much because he knew the inside story, he was still unhappy with the prince's sometimes crazy temper.

But no father would be so disappointed when he sees his sharp-tongued son smooth out all the edges and look at him with pleading eyes.

Emperor Chen is a king and a father.

No matter how hard a heart is, it will soften a little for no reason when being looked at cautiously by these eyes.

In an instant, Emperor Chen's thoughts were pulled back to many years ago. This was once his most proud child. Even if the other party made mistakes, he had already punished him. How could he bear to blame him now?

At this moment, the last bit of Emperor Chen's doubt was dispelled.

Thinking of this arrogant assassin, he flew into a rage: "What did Mu'er do wrong? If your assassination is a small matter, then what is the big deal in this palace? This assassin is really rampant. He was able to break through the defense of the imperial guards and come to the East Palace openly!"

Thinking about the prince's two assassinations, the emperor's face was not good. Now even the Eastern Palace could be breached. He wondered if these villains would appear in front of his Purple Palace one day?

"Song Lu'an! Where is the Qi Chengzhu of the Left Guard of the Imperial Guards!" The commander in charge of patrolling the imperial palace did not show up when the East Palace was attacked. This is really a huge joke!

"Your Majesty, I have already sent people to look for her, but..." The eunuch beside the Emperor lowered his head and spoke vaguely, not daring to say more.

Seeing his personal eunuch hesitating like this, the Emperor was even more furious and shouted, "What? Is there anything else you can't say? Bring this man here for questioning immediately!"

Eunuch Song's heart trembled, and he shook off the dust to signal the Chenglong Guards behind him to bring Qi Zhang Cheng up.

A group of guards in red patched uniforms and carrying broadswords dragged the drunk Zuoduwei over. When he was carried up, he was still at a loss, holding on to the wine jar.

It was clear that his consciousness was in a fog and he was drunk to the point of being dizzy.

The Emperor lowered his gaze to the drunkard. His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes became increasingly deep.

A person who holds an important position, the Zuoduwei, whom he personally appointed, is so drunken and lawless.

"Drag him out and beat him to death."

Prince Yu, who was beside Emperor Chen, was really shocked when he saw Qi Zhangcheng's appearance. He wanted to save the situation, but seeing the gloomy eyes of Emperor Chen, it was already powerless to save the situation. Therefore, he said nothing and watched the other party being dragged away in silence.

In confusion, he came back to his senses and looked at the prince opposite him, but the other party had a calm expression and could not see any mistakes.

Qi Zhangcheng's life was gone, but fortunately he was just a small left captain, not an important chess piece, so it was lost.

Prince Yu did not feel sorry for the servant. His eyes once again fell on the injured servant. The hideous scar on half of his face was faintly visible.

The window was blown open by the wind, and no one dared to close it due to the emperor's rage. The man knelt on one side, shivering in the cold wind.

When he looked at his royal brother again, the other party did not even give the slightest bit of his gaze to the palace servant.

There was nothing suspicious about Banshalang's background. Could it be that I was...really wrong?

"Your Majesty, Lord Zhou requests an audience." Just after Qi Zhangcheng was dealt with, another minister came outside the East Palace and kowtowed and requested an audience.

Rubbing his eyebrows, the Emperor Chen was a little annoyed, but after listening to Song Lu'an's report, he knew that this matter was of great importance.

"Summon him to the throne."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I worked day and night to deliver the salt tax from Jianzhou to the capital, but it was taken away by the bad guys. Your Majesty, I have failed your trust. I am willing to resign and give away all my property to make up for the shortfall!"

Lord Zhou knelt on the ground, kowtowed and cried all the way to the feet of the Emperor, complaining with tears and snot, which made the already furious Emperor Chen very annoyed, and he kicked him away.