Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 316 Beating the Fourth Lord of the Year (3)

   If this substitute is kind, she will do her best to keep her, and even if she is the crown princess, she can give it to her despite all the opinions.

   But...she's an eater!

"I disagree!"

  The emperor glanced at her lightly: "Come here, **** Ouyang Cairen back to the room."

   Said to be an escort, but he actually stayed. What remained were not ordinary palace servants, but a few dark guards with high martial arts skills.

   Shangguan Ruo turned purple with anger!

  The emperor also ordered the release of all the maids and eunuchs in the East Palace, and ordered that no one could move the people in the East Palace without his orders.

   Husband and wife for many years, how can Shangguan not see that the emperor is deliberately making trouble with her? How can a ruthless person care about the life and death of the palace people?

   Just because...she broke her promise, lied, didn't worship her mother?

   Or... did he know about her and Mingyue?

  No, all the portraits were destroyed by Ye'er, and the county master of Rong was also drunk and died, he wouldn't know, no, no...

  The moon is dark and the wind is high.

  A closed door was slowly pushed open, and the faint candlelight from the corridor came in and fell on the dozing little maid.

  A dark shadow quietly approached the little maid, raised a big palm and slashed, knocking out the already confused little maid.

   Then, the visitor helped the little maid to lie on the table, as if the little maid had fallen asleep by herself.

   After doing this, the visitor opened the curtain and looked at the old man on the bed.

   He probed the old man's breath: "Uncle Yu, Uncle Yu, wake up!"

   Uncle Yu didn't respond.

   He simply lifted the quilt and hugged Uncle Yu.

   As soon as I took a step, someone blocked the door.

   "Yan'er, where did you take Uncle Yu so late?"

   It was none other than the gentle fourth Lord Nian.

  Nian Fourth Master's face was gentle, but his tone was so low that even an idiot could hear it.

   Zhuge Ye's arm was slightly stiff. He was not a politician and he was not good at lying, but he knew that he could never tell the truth at this juncture.

   adjusted his breathing, he tried his best to look normal: "I took Uncle Yu back to my room to recuperate. I took care of him last time he had a stroke."

   This is half the truth.

   The truth is that Uncle Yu's stroke happened to catch up with Yao Xi's serious illness. He spent most of his time taking care of Yao Xi. As for Uncle Yu, he only visited him every day.

   But right now, he couldn't think of anything better than this excuse.

Nian Siye didn't know whether to believe it or not, but he still said gently: "Silly boy, I know that you have a deep relationship with Uncle Yu, but you are the master after all, and you will be the crown prince after I ascend the throne. Still have to figure it out.”

   This persuasion, at first glance, sounds like he is teaching him the concept of class, but when he thinks about it carefully, it seems to be throwing him a huge bait. The position of the prince, if he is obedient, he can get it.

  Unfortunately, Zhuge Yan has no interest in fame and fortune. He only needs Ouyang Qing and Xiaobao. Once upon a time, this man was also the object of his care, but now...

   "I understand, but I still want to be able to take care of him myself and ask my father to do it." He insisted.

  Nian Fourth Master's face changed subtly: "Yan'er, there are some things I didn't want to tell you, but I really can't bear you to continue to be deceived, so—"

   "So what?" Zhuge Yan gathered his courage and asked.

  Nian Fourth Master looked at him with a very sincere expression and a hint of pain: "No matter what Uncle Yu said to you, don't believe it, because—Uncle Yu is a meticulous work that the emperor placed beside Qing'er."

  Zhuge Yan retorted almost instinctively: "Impossible! Yu Bo is obviously yours! You gave it to Qing'er!"

A certain flickering emotion in the eyes of the fourth master of the    year suddenly made a certain point: "Yes, Uncle Yu used to be my man, but after my 'death', he betrayed."

   Zhuge Yan's eyes trembled: "Impossible!"

Nian Siye's expression became more and more painful: "Do you know what he wants to do when he came to me tonight? He wanted to kill me, but I found out. I said I wanted to tell you that he was so excited that he went crazy. , he's probably taking some kind of drug that caused the stroke!"

   Saying that, Fourth Nian raised his left sleeve, revealing an inch-long wound.

   "How... how could this be? He can't kill you, he knows, why is he so stupid?" Zhuge Yan still couldn't believe it.

  Nian Fourth Master sighed: "He doesn't mean to kill me, but to provoke our father-son relationship. Did he tell you that if he encounters any accident, it must be my murderous hand?"

   is not exactly the case, but it is also inseparable.

   Zhuge Yan's breathing stagnated.

Fourth Nian shook his head and said earnestly, "Yan'er, if you don't believe me, I'll let you go now, but you must remember to find someone to watch Uncle Yu, lest he do anything to hurt you. Come."

   Zhuge Yan's eyes widened in confusion: "You... do you really agree to let us go?"

   There was a trace of injury in Nian Siye's eyes: "Last time you asked me if I could let Linger go, how did I do it?"

  Zhuge Yan believed it to a certain extent. He was reluctant to kill Shangguanling, which proved that he cared about his son in his heart. At this moment, he suddenly had the urge to stay. Perhaps, Uncle Yu misunderstood the fourth master?

  As he pondered, Fourth Nian's hand clapped his shoulder: "Okay, if you insist on leaving, I won't leave you, should I ask someone to prepare the carriage, or do you write back to the Prince's Mansion to prepare the carriage?"

   This undoubtedly gave Zhuge Yan great freedom!

  Zhuge Yan opened his mouth and was about to say something when suddenly his shoulders hurt and his body became paralyzed.

   In front of the pitch-black cell, a handsome young **** handed the jailer a tael of silver: "Brother, the servant was ordered to deliver meals to General Ouyang."

   The jailer weighed the silver in his hand: "I was ordered? Whose order?"

   The little **** lit up the block token.

  East Palace?

   The jailer guessed that nine times out of ten it was the meaning of the prince, so he didn't dare to ask in detail, so he said, "Don't stay too long, someone will be sent to pick up the prisoner later!"

   (end of this chapter)