This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Tsing Yi has a bad temper, especially when someone is more arrogant than himself.

Mo Guang is a person who is consistent on the outside, not too shrewd, but he is not small when it comes to offending people.

One is his sister and the other is his subordinate.

Chu Ziyu was not at all surprised that these two people were having trouble, and it was not surprising that he was disturbed by those ministers before, so he let Mo Guang go to Qianqiu Palace without thinking much. It won't be like this.

But this thought was only before he heard Mo Guang's self-pleasure.

"This prince asked you to catch a cat, how dare you use a knife in the Qianqiu Palace!" Chu Ziyu was very angry when he heard this, and he kicked Mo Guang's heart in the past.

Mo Guang gritted his teeth and didn't complain, but after he stepped down, he couldn't hold back for a while, but he spat out a mouthful of blood, spattering Chu Ziyu's boots.

This made the prince stunned. Although he was angry just now, he didn't use his full strength. Why did he kick this kid and vomit blood?

With this physical quality, he is still the deputy commander of the Guards?

"Go down and get fifty torture sticks yourself!"

"Well, thank the Crown Prince for your kindness." Mo Guang clasped his fists and withdrew.

Fifty torture sticks. Ordinary people are afraid that half of the number will be killed before they receive it. Mo Guang is a martial arts practitioner.

After Chu Ziyu punished him, he saw that Tsing Yi remained silent, and his face did not improve at all. She thought that the punishment was not enough, she pursed her lips and said, "Mo Guang is a bit reckless, but his nature is good, and the Mo family is also a generational merit..."

He heard about Wang Hu and others, and probably knew Mo Guang's resentment. On the other hand, Chu Ziyu was also a little shocked by the cruelty of her own imperial sister.

Domineering and arrogance are two different things.

Mo Guang offended her this time...

Chu Ziyu was somewhat shy of his talents. After talking for a long time, seeing Tsing Yi still did not respond, he frowned and said, "Wang Hu was once a teacher in his forbidden army, so..."

"Have you finished talking nonsense?" Tsing Yi looked at him coldly.

Chu Ziyu hurriedly hit the cotton with a punch, holding her breath, and her face was ugly.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn, and Qiu Yu and the others who were waiting outside were also uneasy.

"Close the door!" Chu Ziyu shouted loudly, and the palace people quickly closed the palace door.

With his hands behind his back, he walked irritably to the chair in front of the table and sat down, frowning and looking at her: "It's just a beast, why are you so angry?"

A certain animal dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and slapped the side.

"You want to kill the animals raised by this princess?" Tsing Yi looked at him blankly.

Chu Ziyu became more and more irritable, "Did you not hear the gossip in the palace during this time? The family members of the ministers in the DPRK and China have suffered from strange things one after another, and now they are all pointing at this cat you raised. Those ministers just came to look for this. Prince, what do you think it's for?" After he finished speaking, he picked up the book on the table, and threw it heavily on the table again: "It's all about you! It is said that you are raising evil things in the palace, and you will be punished and expelled from the palace. !"

Tsing Yi's face still didn't have too many waves, she walked straight over, walked around the table, and walked to Chu Ziyu.

Chu Ziyu was sullen and puzzled at the same time, wondering what she was going to do when she got so close.

The next moment, he was kicked off the chair by Tsing Yi.

"You're too tired to stand and talk, so get out and cool off for a while."

Chu Ziyu fell to the ground and was stunned. Her lungs were about to explode when she reacted, and she jumped up. Seeing her leaning on the chair lazily, her legs were stacked on the table, but she was holding Those who participated in her book looked up.

"The Minister of Rites, the Minister of the Household, the Marquis of Boyuan... Well, Dali Temple Minister, finally there is someone from Du Dang. Those who have an accident in the family are all under your command?"

Chu Ziyu wanted to reprimand her, but her anger stopped after hearing this.

"How do you know what happened in the past?"

Tsing Yi looked at him with ridicule, she wondered what was so difficult about it?

"You can't manage your own dog legs. You have a real face as a prince."

Chu Ziyu's nose was almost crooked by her choking. Is this the same thing? Those old ministers are more than old foxes, and it is not easy to deal with this matter, and they are the masters of suffering.

On the one hand, it is the old minister who supports him, and on the other hand, it is his imperial sister.

Chu Ziyu was in a dilemma at first. If these old guys knew about the Tsing Yi Hui Xuanmen technique, it would be even more difficult to end it. Now that the matter of the monster in Donghua Temple has not been found out, it is a sensitive time.

Chu Ziyu didn't want Tsing Yi to be involved in the previous battle. In his opinion, the fat cat was just a beast. If killing a beast could protect Tsing Yi, he would be willing.

But who would have thought...

"Do you think that killing the fat cat will calm the anger of these dog ministers?" Tsing Yi's expression became more and more contemptuous.

Chu Ziyu pursed her lips tightly, this was already the only way he could think of to solve the urgent need. He naturally knows that if the strange disease is not eliminated, even if the fat cat is killed, those ministers will not give up.

Chu Ziyu took a deep breath and said, "The imperial physicians in the palace have gone to see them, but they can't see any problems. I heard that those houses have privately asked Taoist priests to see them, but they didn't see any reason. Come."

Tsing Yi looked at him thoughtfully for a while, this kid is still too tender.

That's it.

Trouble is coming to the door by herself, if she doesn't slap her face and go back, then she is not a wicked woman, bah! The Tsing Yi King of Yin Si is here!

"I'll leave it to you to stabilize those dog ministers, and leave the rest to me."

Chu Ziyu said in surprise: "You want to come forward to treat their relatives and relatives? No way! In case you know about the mystery of the secret door..."

"It's okay to change your identity."

Tsing Yi rolled his eyes, "That's it."

Chu Ziyu looked at her speechlessly, her eyes fell on the fat cat beside her, and she frowned, "Is this cat so important? You don't have to worry about it."

Tsing Yi glanced at the fat cat: "What's the point of being a beast."

And he's still a beast who doesn't know the rules.

The fat cat's ears drooped even more, and his eyes were a little hurt.

It doesn't matter so you're still so angry?

Chu Ziyu simply couldn't understand her.

Tsing Yi flipped through the memorials on the table for a while, and suddenly thought of something: "Where's your dog-headed military sergeant?" With such a big commotion before, the little white face didn't react at all. If he made a move, the little boy would also You won't be in such a hurry, will you?

It took Chu Ziyu a long time to realize that she was talking about Xiao Jue, and her face was even more strange: "Brother Xiao has been on leave for several days. He has been recovering from his old injury for the past few days. You don't know that?"

Is the little white face sick?

Tsing Yi really didn't know that after he left Qianqiu Palace that day, the two of them never met again.

Throwing the book on the table, Tsing Yi sneered: "Master is so busy, how can there be a reason for a servant to take a rest? Let him get out and work before he dies!"

Chu Ziyu: "..."

That slave might be your future husband, hey...