Reborn Princess

Outside the room, Yanci pulled Fuzhen out, and Fuzhen broke free from Yanci's hand.

"Master Yan, you hurt me." Fu Zhen looked at Yan Ci.

He looked at Fu Zhen in silence.

There was singing and dancing in Wansang Tower, with guests flocking to it and the noise never stopping.

In the corridor on the third floor, Yanci and Fuzhen looked at each other in silence.

"What's your intention in trespassing into my Wansang Tower?" Fu Zhen questioned.

Yanci held the sword and asked, "Are you the princess' man?"

Fu Zhen didn't say anything. She chuckled and said, "No comment." Then she walked forward and passed by Yanci, who grabbed her arm.

Fu Zhen's eyes were fierce and she tried to break free, but Yanci pulled her directly into a side room.

The door was closed. Fu Zhen glared at him and then looked at him with her arms folded across her chest.

"What does Lord Yan mean by this? Detaining people at will?"

He said calmly, "I don't mean to offend you, I just really want to know everything about Wansang Tower and... you."

Fu Zhen looked at him and raised an eyebrow: "Master Yan, do you want to understand me so much?"

"Curiosity kills the cat, aren't you afraid, sir?" Fu Zhen took two steps forward and looked at him sideways.

Yanci's eyes were dark: "I am more curious than afraid."

Fu Zhen was silent for a moment and then said, "Then I'm also curious, how did you find out and come here?"

"Every time I help, I can always help."

Yanci looked out the window: "We also wonder who is so kind."

Fu Zhen turned back and stared at Yanci, then chuckled and walked towards him, "When did you doubt me?"

"Miaochunfang, buy medicine."

Fu Zhen leaned towards Yanci and asked, "Why didn't you point it out earlier?"

The breath sprayed on Yanci's neck, and Yanci felt the itch and took two steps back.

"What are you hiding from, sir?" Fu Zhen raised the corners of her eyes slightly.

"When we were in Yangzhou, you kept me with you every day."

Yanci held the sword in his hand, and his bony fingers turned white.

However, the tips of his ears turned red.

Fu Zhen looked at his changes and said with a smile: "Master Yan never believed me and has been investigating me all the time. I am so sad."

Yanci frowned, "I..."

"Thank you Yangzhou for covering for me."

"I work for the prince, and I have to investigate the identities of the people around me."

"I was just suspicious at first, until your various actions in Yangzhou gave me clues, which is why I came to Wansang Tower today."

"Feel sorry."

Fu Zhen frowned and took two steps towards Yanci, putting a slender arm on Yanci's shoulder.

"Sorry? Since you've come here, what are you apologizing for?"

Yanci put down Fuzhen's hand and suddenly bowed to her.

Fu Zhen looked at her, not knowing what he was going to do next.

"Miss Zhen, my Yan family is a declining family, and I once had an engagement with the Qin family."

Fu Zhen was stunned. Why did he tell her all this?

"It's not that I don't take responsibility for the girl, it's just that my status is too low, and I've wronged you to sacrifice your reputation to protect me, but I... am not worthy of you."

Fu Zhen's mind was still echoing with what she said.

What did he mean? When did I tell him to take responsibility? Or did he take my joke seriously?

Fu Zhen looked at him and said, "You don't have to be responsible. I am alone and don't need anyone to be responsible for me."

"After your master leaves, you can leave too."

The words fell into silence.

"I'm sorry, young lady."

Fu Zhen didn't listen to what he said, turned around, opened the door and left.

The door of another room was opened, and Shen Lilan and Zhou Cechen walked out.

Several people at the door saluted.

Fu Zhen looked at Shen Xilan, asking her how she was.

Shen Yanlan said to Zhou Cechen, "Your Majesty, please go back to the carriage first. I want to talk to Miss Zhen for a few words."

Zhou Cechen nodded, and Yanci followed him away.

"Has the prince given you any trouble?" Fu Zhen asked Shen Xilan.

Shen Lilan shook his head, "I just explained the whole story to him. Don't worry, the Qin family will be able to overturn the verdict."

Fu Zhen nodded.

……

The next morning at court, Zhou Cechen stood in the hall in official uniform.

The officials present were a little surprised as they had not seen Zhou Cechen attend court for several months.

Yang Zhen stood at the first among the civil servants and looked at Zhou Cechen, with a dark look in his eyes.

After Zhou Hengyan sat on the throne, all officials came to pay their respects.

When Song Yan and several other officials thought that Zhou Cechen would impeach and denounce Yang Zhen, Zhou Cechen actually did the opposite.

"Your Majesty, I went to Yangzhou this time and felt the various cultural customs along the way south."

"It is said among the people that the prime minister is the lucky star of the Great Qi Dynasty and has done many good things for the people. This is really rare."

"I ask the emperor to reward Prime Minister Yang."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the hall.

"What does this mean? Could it be that Yang Xiang and King Ding'an have reconciled?"

"I don't know. After all, Prime Minister Yang is a foreigner of King Ding'an, and family affection always takes precedence over imperial power."

"What is this planning?"

"I don't know."

……

There were constant conversations in the hall. Yang Zhen frowned after listening to them. What did this mean?

It caught him off guard.

Yang Yuanming lowered his head and didn't know what Zhou Cechen wanted to do.

After Zhou Cechen finished speaking, Yang Zhen immediately stepped forward and said, "It is my duty to do things for Da Qi, nothing else matters."

"Prince Ding'an, there is no need to praise me so highly. I do not need any reward."

Zhou Hengyan sat on the dragon throne and looked at the people in the court. He waved his hand.

"Prince Ding'an, what you said is correct. Prime Minister Yang does not need to be modest. It is rare for a prime minister to do as well as you do."

"But Yang Xiangguan, there is really no other title you can be given. Let me think carefully about what title I should give you."

For several days in a row at the morning court, Zhou Cechen either promoted the official from the Yang family or asked the emperor to reward the grandson from the Yang family.

The court officials went from being confused and puzzled at first to betting on who Zhou Cechen would promote next.

Yang Zhen was in a bad mood when he attended court for several days.

Late at night, in Yang Zhen's study, Zhou Jingmo was sitting on a chair wearing a black cloak.

"What does Prime Minister Yang mean? Since you have teamed up with Zhou Cechen, why are you looking for me to join forces with you?"

Yang Zhen sat on the armchair and said, "You don't know whether I have joined forces with him or not?"

"Given the current situation in the court, how can I trust you?" Zhou Jingmo asked coldly.

"Your grandchildren, nephews, and even distant relatives are all getting promoted."

"Now your Yang family is really prosperous."

Yang Zhen frowned: "What does King Xuan mean? Don't you believe me?"

Zhou Jingmo stood up: "Yes, I can't believe you!"

"Bang!" Yang Zhen's palm slapped on the table, making a sound.

"Zhou Jingmo, I'm telling you, don't push your luck."

"My Yang family has been a family of nobles for generations. We can support you now, and we can also support others in the future."

"You've also seen that my Yang family is the most powerful right now. Do you want support from the Zhao family, a declining family supported by a bastard?"

Zhou Jingmo clenched his fists in anger.

"Prime Minister Yang, since the team is with me, then you should show your sincerity."

"I can not wait anymore."

Yang Zhen sat in the darkness and calmed down before saying, "Don't worry, as long as you trust me, I will naturally help you take the throne in the shortest possible time."