Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Father! There is no daughter~" Princess Zhaoyang complained, "How could the daughter lie to the father? If the father doesn't believe it, you can send someone to find out in person to see if it is the daughter who is lying, or Rong Li's brother. Lying."

"Ha, even if he lied, it would be a serious crime. Zhaoyang, do you want me to kill him?"

When Princess Zhaoyang heard this, she immediately panicked and shook her head.

"No, no, no, father, brother Rong Li, brother Rong Li probably has his own reasons, and it can't be considered as bullying. Father, please be accommodating and spare brother Rong Li, right?"

The emperor felt his forehead bulging when he saw her infatuated look.

For a majestic princess to run after a man so blatantly, it's just...

His old face was completely disgraced!

"Okay, Zhaoyang, we can discuss this matter later. It's time for you to go back and spend time with your mother."

The emperor seemed not to want to mention this matter again, and his expression became cold.

Princess Zhaoyang looked at his face, bit her lip, and wanted to say something else.

But after all, she was the most favored princess in the palace. She was very thoughtful and knew that the emperor was in a bad mood, so she wisely stopped entangled with him.

After all, if she angered the emperor, she would not get what she wanted.

"Yes, Father, my daughter is resigning."

Princess Zhaoyang bowed her head and blessed herself.

As soon as she walked out of the study door, Eunuch Li, who had been guarding outside, hurriedly stepped forward.

"Is the princess leaving?"

Zhaoyang hit a wall with the emperor and was naturally in a bad mood at the moment.

He glanced at him impatiently, then raised his chin and said high up,

"From now on, whenever brother Rong Li comes, he will immediately send someone to my palace, do you know?"

Eunuch Li hesitated for a moment, "Slave, I understand."

Princess Zhaoyang felt relieved now.

It's still snowing heavily outside, and there's a thick layer of snow on the ground.

The palace people were cleaning the road in the center.

A gust of cold and biting wind blew, and Zhaoyang, who was wearing thin clothes, suddenly shuddered and crossed his arms.

"Where are the clothes!" she yelled again.

"Do you want to freeze me to death?!"

"Yes. Princess."

The personal maid then hurriedly put on the fox fur she had prepared earlier.

Her arrival made the originally quiet entrance to the imperial study room extremely noisy.

The sound was sometimes sharp, like a knife being scraped hard on a smooth porcelain surface.

The emperor in the study looked serious, but did not have an attack.

When it finally became quiet outside and Zhaoyang seemed to have left, he called out.

Eunuch Li immediately heard the sound and came in, "Your Majesty."

"What did she tell you?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the princess requires me to send someone to inform her every time Master Rong comes."

The emperor sneered, "She has a lot of face."

Eunuch Li listened, feeling a little confused about the emperor's thoughts, so he didn't dare to say anything.

After a while, the emperor waved his hand and let him go down.

Eunuch Li immediately bowed and asked to leave.

"That's right." Eunuch Li's actions were interrupted by the emperor's sudden voice.

A deep voice came from above, varying in mood and anger,

"What should be said and what should not be said? After staying in the palace for many years, I don't need to teach you these things myself, right?"

Of course not.

Eunuch Li was able to climb to the high position of eunuch chief, so he was as clear as a mirror.

He bowed his head respectfully and agreed. Seeing that the emperor had nothing to say, he slowly retreated to the study.

He flicked the whisk and stood outside, quietly.

The snow outside is still flying.