Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Lian'er stopped talking and quietly retreated.

He retreated outside the palace, sighed, and then ordered someone to record His Highness's daily life today.

Another day has not come out.

I don’t know why, but His Highness has been bored in the palace during this time and will not go out.

Although her daily life was normal and there was nothing wrong with her mood, there was always an indescribable feeling.

Lian'er thought of the anger towards the Emperor recently, and thought of that time when the Emperor came to see His Highness.

After that conversation, the two seemed to part ways on bad terms.

At that time, servants like them couldn't enter, so they didn't know what was said inside.

However, even if they broke up on bad terms, all the treatment in Changle Palace remained the same as usual, and the managers of each department continued to send the best.

Looking at it this way, Princess Chu Yang has not actually fallen out of favor.

As for why the emperor was displeased, it is impossible to know.

Lian'er stood outside the palace, very quiet.

In the silent night, the cold wind howled.

The solemn palace is like a sleeping giant, standing tall in the cold wind.

The news that the emperor was purging corrupt officials in Dali Temple spread throughout the imperial capital as if it had wings.

Tonight's night is heavy, just like the exposed blood splashing everywhere, it has already turned into a thick and dark color.

Many people were beheaded, and almost all the officials in Dali Temple were wiped out.

In this way, it is equivalent to abolishing a department like Dali Temple.

All the people who were beheaded were hung in front of their homes and were reviled by the people.

The emperor's pressure today was extremely gloomy.

When they rolled up their sleeves and went to court, all the officials below were trembling with fear and breaking into cold sweats.

After finally going down to court, everyone sat down on the ground with weak legs, not daring to say an angry word.

Dali Temple was cleansed, and all the old people who had been there during the late emperor's time were gone.

The people who were promoted again were all loyal supporters of the young emperor.

For a time, the emperor's political power became even more stable.

It was already night when the news reached Changle Palace.

Yun Si walked out of the bath, put on silky and soft plain clothes, tied the belt, and then heard the maid whispering outside.

She had good hearing, and when she moved her ears, she heard that the emperor had killed many more people today.

The maid said that because the leading Dali Temple minister had embezzled countless amounts of money, his entire family had been confiscated and sentenced to beheading.

And on the execution ground, blood flowed everywhere, and corpses were scattered like weeds. It was very shocking.

Although the people looked relieved, thinking about it afterwards, they were probably also scared.

The emperor's execution was too harsh. Although it could eradicate the root cause,...

Everyone was originally afraid of the young emperor, but after doing this, they were afraid that they were even more afraid than respectful.

Yun Si lowered her eyes and put on her cloak calmly.

When she opened the door and went out, the maids stopped talking and followed her.

The bathing hall is not far from her bedroom, just two steps away.

The maid led the way, the delicate palace lantern swaying slightly.

Yun Si entered the palace, and when the maids were about to retreat quietly, they heard her ask quietly, "Your Majesty, have you killed many people in recent days?"

The maids were all stunned.

They looked at each other, and one of them, Shuang'er, bowed and replied, "Yes, Your Highness, they are all useless ministers. They have made some mistakes, and they will naturally be punished."