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When Meng Moyun received the prince's letter, he was puzzled.

The case is over?

Or, does he know something secret?

Meng Moyun pondered for a moment, and finally put down the brush.

In the morning of the next day, Meng Moyun reported the incident, only saying that it was caused by a servant in the palace who accidentally knocked over the candlestick, and the case was dismissed.

Xiangguo was very clever, and asked: "Will the servant not extinguish it even if it is knocked over? Let the whole house be burned down?"

After hearing Xiangguo's words, everyone felt that something was wrong. Although Meng Moyun winked at Sima Huan, he didn't see it at all.

The emperor frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Meng Moyun had no choice but to say: "My lord wrote a letter, I'm fine now."

The emperor snorted coldly and said, "I'll tell you if something happened, and I'll tell you if nothing happened. Who are you?"

Meng Moyun was taken aback, this is terrible, the emperor is [-]% jealous, or jealous of him, he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the prince is just..."

Meng Moyun quickly laughed, "It's just that I learned about the affairs of the court through my humble minister."

The emperor's face became better now, and he asked: "Then what did you tell him?"

"Naturally, Chaoli Taiping."

Meng Moyun finally breathed a sigh of relief when the matter was settled, but if the emperor asked about it next time, he might have no reason to deal with it.

But this prince always writes letters to himself and doesn't talk to the emperor, how can this work, if the emperor is jealous again, he can't save him.

The peace in the court is just an appearance. Meng Moyun has understood a little since he was in the previous court. Although most of them are on the emperor's side, judging from the performances of the court officials, they have no intention of rebelling, but the lurking Those people will show their feet sooner or later.

Meng Moyun knew very well that the people the emperor had replaced were all pretense, and replacing those with strong means with those with weak means was to leave a way out for himself.

Those people were all promoted by the prince. The prince naturally knows who can be used and who cannot be used, so it is all for the purpose of assisting the emperor. Now, the emperor does not need the prince anymore.

Thinking of this, Meng Moyun couldn't help sighing.

Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice knew that the prince was gone, so now they dare not bring up the case casually, let it go if it can be released, and settle it if it can be settled. It will make the emperor unhappy, but this will make more prisoners want to move.

Prince Ning's mansion was quiet as usual after that flood, and there was no big commotion, but Yuan Qi was even more attached to the prince. Since the prince said strange things that day, Yuan Qi always felt that the prince was abnormal.

Fuyi didn't know when he would gradually age like his father, and finally died of illness on the couch, but the last thing he wanted to see was not explaining to that person well before he died.

Now that she knew she didn't have much time, Fuyi decided to go back to Chang'an.

The idea that he wants to see the emperor has been occupying his mind all the time, thinking about it like a demon every moment.

But I can't find a suitable reason. I can't say that I want to see you, so let's go back. Fuyi thought about it for a long time, and finally planned to wait for the New Year and go back to the palace.

December passed quickly, and on December 28, Fuyi called Yuan Qi in and said, "I'll go back to the palace when I receive the news tomorrow, you go back with me."

Yuan Qi doesn't want to go back at this time, but there is no other way, since the prince said so, let's go.

But on the 29th, Fuyi waited for a day, but still did not wait for his message back to Chang'an.

It stands to reason that during the New Year, all the officials will be summoned, and Fuyi is a prince, and he will receive it earlier, but they waited until nightfall, and no one came. Fuyi sat in front of the desk and flipped through the books, feeling a little chaos.

Soon, finally when someone came to report the letter, Fuyi welcomed him in with great joy, but the man said: "My lord, Meng Shangshu has been imprisoned, and the emperor won't let you come back at this moment."

"Prisoned?" Fuyi's heart tightened and asked, "What's going on?"

The man just shook his head and said: "The emperor only said that, but didn't say why."

Fuyi said that there was nothing more to ask from this mouth, so she dismissed him and called Mingwu to come over with a frown.

"I'm going back to the palace tomorrow."

Ming Wu had a look of embarrassment on his face, and said, "But..."

"Why did the emperor imprison Meng Shangshu?" Fuyi sneered, "What can Meng Moyun do? At most, he sent a letter to me without telling him!"

If Meng Moyun gets involved in something, if he goes back, he must protect Meng Moyun, so why not let him go back!

"I don't believe how far Meng Moyun can go against it!"

The next day, the prince rushed to the outside of Chang'an city at sunset.

"My lord, the emperor has issued an order not to let you come back, this..."

The guards outside the city were also embarrassed when they saw that it was Fuyi.

Fuyi sneered: "The emperor ordered that this king not be allowed to enter the city?"

"This……"

The guard didn't know whether to let him go or stop him, so he stayed where he was.

Fuyi broke in, and the prince had already been notified to enter the city.

When he got outside the imperial city, two rows of imperial guards stood in front of him.

Fuyi looked at the army in front of him coldly, smiled, and said, "Let the emperor come out."

The leading general knelt down and said, "My lord, the emperor is not feeling well and cannot see you."

"is it?"

Fuyi swept the palace gate, and said with a light smile, "Okay, you tell the emperor, if you don't let me enter the palace today, this king will never enter the palace again in this lifetime."

The voice was not loud, but every word struck my heart, even the little general felt the cruelty.

After speaking, he reined in his horse and turned around.

The little general hurriedly got up to tell the story.

Fuyi rode to Meng Moyun's residence in the city, only to see Meng Shiyun.

When Shiyun saw that it was the prince, he immediately stood up.

Fuyi looked around and asked, "What did he do and get locked up?"

"incite defection."

Shi Yun said with a sneer, "My brother always said something in the court. After Yushitai changed people, he sued my brother."

"What did he say?"

Fuyi wanted to know this.

"Of course it's something like Daliang dying." Shi Yun shook his head and said, "That man thought the prince was here."

"With just this one sentence, the emperor will imprison him and not let me come back?" Fuyi smiled and said, "Did the letter between me and him be discovered?"

Shi Yun was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from your eyes."

"That stupid brother actually mixed up the letter contacting you with the memorial, and handed it over to the emperor, which happened to impeach him, and the emperor ordered him to be locked up the same day he saw it."

After all, Shiyun looked at Fuyi with teasing eyes.

Fuyi chuckled: "Today, I still asked that person not to let me enter the palace, so I must be forced to kneel down for him."

"That's your business." Shi Yun curled her lips and said, "It's Chinese New Year, when will my brother come out?"

"Don't worry, I'll explain."

After that, he turned and left the house.

At this time, when we returned to the gate of the palace, two rows of imperial guards opened the way, and the little general knelt down and said, "My lord, the emperor is waiting for you at Daming Palace."

Fuyi got off the horse, looked coldly at the little general beside him, and left in the dust.

"The emperor waits for the minister himself, but the minister can't afford it."

The joking voice sounded, and the emperor knew that it was that guy who had come.

Eunuch Li hurried out of the hall.

As soon as Fuyi came in, she knelt down.

The emperor who had never received such a gift from him was taken aback, frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't the emperor just want me to do this?" Fuyi raised her head and sneered, "Tell me that Meng Moyun was imprisoned, and then won't let me come back? Didn't you want me to beg you? Kneel on the ground and beg you?"

The emperor looked at his indifferent face, turned his head away from him, and said: "I will not let him go."

"Because of what?"

Fuyi approached step by step, "Because he said you are not good, should you be nice to me?"

The emperor was startled for a moment, but still did not move.

"Is the emperor jealous, or is he trying to push me further away? It's better if I die cleanly?"

He still had a faint smile on his face at this moment, as if saying that the weather is good today.

He turned around and looked at the person kneeling on the ground, his eyes were sad, he moved his lips, but he didn't make a sound.

"The fire was set by the emperor, right?"

As soon as Fuyi said it, she obviously saw that the man froze.

"What is the emperor afraid of? Afraid that if I know about my father and the late king, I will blame the late king and you?"

Fuyi smiled faintly, "The emperor knows a lot of things, but he just doesn't know what I think, right?

"Afraid that I would not come back, so you came up with a way to force me to come back?"

Fuyi smiled, "Are you afraid that others will find out and call two rows of people to block me?

"Should I say you are smart, or stupid?"

The emperor blushed slightly, turned around and said, "You are just guessing wildly."

Fuyi chuckled, he knew that if he really read the letter between him and Meng Moyun, he might not be jealous, but secretly rejoice.

Both letters were about someone.

"Get up."

Fuyi smiled, it was really cold to kneel.

As soon as he stood up, he smiled and said, "The emperor is not angry with me anymore?"

The emperor turned his body sideways, lowered his head and did not answer.

Fuyi looked at the whiteness of his neck, shifted her gaze, and suddenly spotted the pen and paper on the desk.

There are a few rolled up next to it, I'm afraid it's a painting.

Fuyi suddenly remembered something, but said calmly: "The minister is retiring."

These words finally caused him to raise his head, but he continued with a smile on his face, "Otherwise, the empress should be in a hurry, right?"

After all, without looking at him again, Gu Zi went out.

The emperor only looked at the person's back from behind, lowering his eyebrows.