The Trick to Teasing a Noble Family’s Son

After a palace change, the fastest news is naturally the maid **** in the palace. Wei Lan rushed to the gate of the palace. After the same palace people asked to see Su Cheng, there was no one to stop him. As if Su Cheng was the emperor in an orderly notification, he took Wei Lan to the Imperial Study Room.

Because of the emperor’s death, plain colors were hung everywhere in the palace. Su Cheng put on a yellow robe, but he also wore a plain white hair band on his head. When Wei Lan came to the Imperial Study Room, Su Cheng’s hands were behind her. Turning her back to her, she looked up at the plaque "Shang Shan Ruo Shui" in the Imperial Study Room.

Wei Lan stood behind him without disturbing him. Su Cheng stood quietly for a while, and finally said: "When I was young, he liked to hold me and read books here. He was never a diligent emperor. After the important memorials were approved, he had to do his own business. At that time, he was still young and always pretended to be outside. After the memorials were approved, he read some wild books in the imperial library. I was young, ignorant, and often Climbing over the window quietly to find him, he is like a big child, he is glad to see me."

Wei Lan knew who he was talking about, so she didn't dare to interrupt for a while, for fear of making him angry. Su Cheng recalled the past and slowly said, "He was a good father."

"I don't want to do it so early, Alan," his tone was full of regret: "I don't want to do it in such a hurry. But the prince worries me very much. It is a trivial matter that I am missing Zhang Cheng and Chen Hesheng, but I think this Like a beginning, the prince is forcing me. Instead of waiting until I and him are evenly matched, it is better to pull him down completely when I have the ability."

With that, he turned around and looked at Wei Lan.

He cried, his eyes were still red and swollen. Under the moonlight, his gorgeous face was especially clear, and the raised phoenix eyes showed a charming meaning, making Wei Lan couldn't help but lower his eyes. He stared at Wei Lan standing in front of him. . She wore a crimson official robe and a black cloak. The golden crown, ink hair and white skin showed a sharp contrast in the moonlight, and she looked as cold and calm as before.

Time didn't seem to leave any mark on her, everyone was changing, his father became unreasonable, he became cold and greedy, the prince became aggressive, everyone around him was changing their appearance. But this person is the only one who is calm and calm, as I saw before.

He felt as if he had found some kind of sustenance from her. He desperately needed such sustenance. He couldn't help but quickly walked to her and pulled her into his arms before the other person raised his head.

But something clamored in his heart.

Not enough, not enough.

He needs this person, he wants to melt her into the bones and blood, he wants to merge with her. He wants to touch the past time, the past self, this person seems to be a silent connection, running through his past and present.

He is already an emperor, there is nothing in this world that he can't touch. He doesn't need to suppress his state of mind anymore, he can let this person be around if he wants this person by his side.

He squeezed her chin urgently, lowered his head and kissed it, like a young man who doesn’t understand anything, licking and biting on the tightly closed lips of that person, then he lifted her face, kissed urgently, and kissed tightly. It fell on her face and neck. He panted and pulled on his clothes. Wei Lan frowned and looked at Su Cheng, who was obviously gaffe in front of him. She didn't use any resisting gestures to stimulate him. She folded her hands on her chest, as if it had nothing to do with herself, and reminded coldly: "Your Majesty, what are you doing? !"

His movements stopped, and he raised his head blankly, looking at the people in front of him who were always pulling away. From the beginning to the end of this relationship, she seemed to look like this. His feelings were drawn by her. She handed him the peach blossoms and turned around with a smile. Su Cheng looked at her calm and indifferent, couldn't help letting go, and took a step back.

He was already an emperor, but he didn't know why. Looking at her at this moment, he felt that he was no different from when he first saw her.

"Your Majesty," Wei Lan smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes and said calmly: "Can you calm down?"

Su Cheng closed his eyes and said nothing, and slowly calmed down all the complicated emotions in his heart. After a while, he opened his eyes again, he had recovered his sanity and clarity, but there were countless emotions suppressed below, as if it would gush out at any time

"What are you doing?"

He put away his emotions, turned around and walked into the house, Wei Lan followed in, like a loyal courtier, respectfully returning: "Your Majesty hurried into the palace today, and the Weichen encircled the Prince's Mansion with his own advice, and came to plead specially. "

"You have done this well," Su Cheng nodded, tapping on the desk and said, "I also let Sun Ming do this. I don't want you to go first. Sun Ming has reported this to me."

"The ministers have done what your majesty asked the ministers to do." Wei Lan knelt and sat opposite Su Cheng, staring at Su Cheng coldly: "Then what your Majesty promised the ministers should also be done?"

"I have vacated the position of the official secretary." Su Cheng pretended not to understand what Wei Lan said. Wei Lan didn't speak, but looked at Su Cheng quietly. Su Cheng knew that Wei Lan was not satisfied with this answer, and a sneer appeared on her face, but she said: "Xie Zichen, after I interrogate, I will send you back."

"What does your Majesty want to interrogate Xie Zichen, shouldn't it be done at Dali Temple?"

"Are you questioning me?" Su Cheng raised his eyebrows, and Wei Lan's heart shook, knowing that leaving Xie Zichen in the palace was definitely not a whim.

This was done deliberately by Su Cheng, and why should he stay in the palace instead of Dali Temple-it must be because the content that needs to be interrogated is not suitable for public. Xie Zichen murdered the emperor, they should do it perfectly. How could they be afraid of interrogation?

Wei Lan thought about it, checked the possible reasons one by one, and then got the bottom line.

Such interrogation of Xie Zichen at this time must be related to the legitimacy of Su Cheng's succession. If she is Su Cheng, since she wants to murder the emperor, she must have prepared a will, and when the emperor dies, she can directly get the seal of the jade seal. Otherwise, it took so much time to kill the emperor, but there would be controversy over the succession. Isn't it a waste of effort? After all, at this moment, the prince is the reasonable heir.

Xie Zichen was present when the emperor died, and the one he was most likely to do was Yuxi. An emperor without a jade seal can hardly be recognized anyway.

However, in the current situation, the major families are wisely defending their lives and will not participate in the struggle. That is to say, whoever becomes the emperor, then everyone will bow down first, and another person will fight for this position. That is treason. Su Cheng had made such plans before daring to do so. Now that he doesn't have a jade seal in his hands, his ascension to the throne will inevitably be difficult.

Wanting to understand this, Wei Lan smiled, without changing her face: "The minister dare not, the minister is just worried whether Xie Zichen is really alive."

"What if he is dead?" Su Cheng was angry, feeling her smile extremely dazzling: "Why, he is dead, you are going to betray me?!"

"Your Majesty," Wei Lan stared at him: "If Xie Zichen is dead, it is not that the minister betrayed his majesty, but that his majesty betrayed the promise he made with him."

"You threaten me?"

"Why?" Wei Lan chuckled: "Now Sheng Jing is controlled by Your Majesty, and Wei Lan's life and death are between your Majesty's thoughts. How can Wei Lan threaten Your Majesty?"

"Wei Shizi said that, didn't he think in his heart that I have just ascended the throne, and I need to keep the north safe. Looking at the 700,000 troops in the north, I dare not do anything to you."

"The minister does not have this confidence. The minister believes that even without the minister, your majesty can calm the north."

Wei Lan spoke frankly, and Su Cheng sneered: "Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this? What is the status of Xie Zichen? The criminal minister who murdered my father and emperor! It's up to you to ask me about him. , I can put you in prison!"

"Your Majesty," Wei Lan knocked her palms with a small fan and smiled and said: "You and the monarch and ministers are here at this time. Why bother to say these hypocritical remarks? How did the emperor go? Isn’t your Majesty the clearest? The two obviously had something to say first, but now your Majesty has forcibly detained Xie Zichen in the palace. What reason is your Majesty for?"

Wei Lan seemed to have guessed the beginning and the end of the matter. Su Cheng's palm was wearing some cold sweat. Wei Lan straightened up and approached Su Cheng. The breath of her words spit out on his face, with a slight warmth: "Your Majesty, Xie Zichen did it. What, let your majesty break his promise and impound him in the palace?"

Su Cheng didn't speak, he quietly looked at the mocking young man in front of him with a smile. She could see the clues only with some clues. While he lamented her wit, he couldn't help but flared up in his heart.

There were so many things on this day. Everything in his heart was pressed, suppressed, and piled up. Facing her at this moment, all those anger and sadness seemed to have found a way out. He wanted to hold her tight, he wanted to drag her into his arms, press under him, tear her clothes apart, enter her fiercely, watch her cry out, fall from the altar, cry with him, and suffer together. Sad.

He had already had this idea, and he had it on the night she and Xie Zichen danced the sacrificial dance. But there has never been a day within reach like today.

He looked at her with a dull expression in his eyes.

"Alan, do you know why I want to be emperor?"

He suddenly spoke and said something that Wei Lan couldn't understand. Wei Lan frowned. Su Cheng slowly laughed. His smile seemed to be ripples on the surface of the water. The blooming roses in spring are gorgeous and charming, and they have a sly hook. Looking at the dangerous smell, Wei Lan couldn't help but be stunned.

From the first time she saw Su Cheng, she knew that this man's coquettishness was in his bones, and his smiles all carried a seductive beauty. She is a woman, such a beauty is always so hard to resist.

She looked away with difficulty and did not dare to look at the other party, but Su Cheng propped herself up with her hands, attached to her ear, and said in a low voice, "Because I become the emperor, I can do whatever I want."

As soon as the voice fell, Su Cheng suddenly pulled Wei Lan to the ground. His movements were too sudden and his force was too strong. The table was knocked over by him, and the pen, ink and paper fell on the ground. Wei Lan hit the memorial all over the floor, half propped up, raised her head to see Su Cheng standing in front of him, frowning Said: "Your Majesty, are you sober at this moment?"

"Sober." Su Cheng unfastened his belt and said coldly, "Very sober."

Wei Lan squinted his eyes and watched him untie his shirt. Wang Guoliang was outside and hurriedly let people close the door. Wei Lan and Su Cheng were left in the house. When Wei Lan saw him throwing his robe on the ground, she sat up calmly and said with a smile: "Awake? Your Majesty still remember that you don’t have a jade seal, you don’t have a pass. Edict, how will you face the veteran of the DPRK and the Prince Yudang tomorrow?"

Su Cheng's hands on the **** belt paused slightly, but Wei Lan glanced at him and smiled and said, "Your Majesty can't take it off? The minister thought that your majesty is fascinated by the ability of the minister. He wants to please him on the bed. How many more words will the minister say to your majesty tomorrow morning?"

"Wei Lan!"

Su Cheng shouted angrily: "Don't forget your identity!"

"The minister remembers his identity clearly, and I am afraid that his majesty has forgotten his identity!"

Wei Lan raised her head, her eyes were cold.

Su Cheng panted fiercely, Wei Lan straightened up and said coldly: "Your Majesty doesn't trust me, from beginning to end, so he's only testing and hiding. Your Majesty wants to use me, because only I can stabilize the north, and only I can charge for your majesty. But your majesty dare not use it. Even if Wei Lan has done so many things for your majesty in these years, it can’t be enough for your majesty’s heart. Wei Lan likes Xie Zichen’s taint. Your Majesty plans such a big layout, poison Killing your Majesty and the Lord Zhen Guo, and controlling the inner palace with one hand, this kind of scheme is definitely not a day's work, but it has never been revealed to Wei Lan, and you still want to test it. Does your Majesty think Wei Lan is not chilling?"

Su Cheng didn't say a word, Wei Lan had always been calm and self-sufficient to him, and more often he was respectful. She had never spoken to him like this before, and people who were so angry and excited made him feel real and alive, as if they were really close to her.

She held the small fan, closed her eyes, and said tiredly: "But Wei Lan never said half of it. Your Majesty asked Wei Lan to poison Xie Zichen, and Wei Lan did it. Wei Lan did not even reveal any information to them. After entering the palace, he also tried his best and first blocked the Prince's Mansion. The minister thought that the minister was loyal enough, but how did your majesty give back to the minister? Xie Zichen stole the jade seal, and your majesty would rather argue with the minister and misunderstand him. Willing to tell the truth to the minister, does your majesty really think that if your majesty does not say it, the minister can't guess it?"

"The minister came to ask about Xie Zichen’s news, so your majesty insulted him. The minister always treats your majesty as a monarch. His majesty misunderstands and guards against him, and the minister never minded, just because the minister understands his identity. As a courtier, thunder and rain are all graces. But what did your majesty do to the courtier?"

Wei Lan opened her eyes, her body trembled slightly, she raised her voice and shouted angrily: "Even if the minister likes a man, your majesty thinks that the minister is a favorite of men, can you do it recklessly?!"

"Not..."

Hearing Wei Lan's questioning, Su Cheng finally panicked. As soon as he grasped Wei Lan's wrist, Wei Lan abruptly broke away from him, and said angrily: "Let go!"

Su Cheng stopped in place and said anxiously: "Alan, listen to me, I don't want to humiliate you..."

"Your Majesty didn't want to humiliate you, what is it for?" Wei Lan looked at him coldly, Su Cheng opened his mouth, his mind was blank when he looked at the person close at hand.

What do you want to say?

How could she know that kind of thought? This is his weakness, she knows, will she use it, will she turn this feeling into a knife, and stab herself severely?

Su Cheng thought quietly, suddenly becoming decadent.

He couldn't help smiling, but said: "Alan, I really don't want to humiliate you. I'm just, too sad."

Wei Lan was taken aback for a moment. She didn't quite understand why Su Cheng was sad.

However, the man walked up to her and reached out his hand to her.

"Alan, hug me, okay?"

Wei Lan frowned, Su Cheng smiled and said: "Alan, hug me, I will take you to see Xie Zichen."

Wei Lan frowned deeper, and she realized that she didn't quite understand Su Cheng anymore. Su Cheng smiled as if he was about to cry. Seeing that she had no objection, he tentatively came forward and held her in his arms.

"Alan," he hugged her tightly, smelling her, his flustered heart seemed to have finally found a place, so stable and calm. Reminded him that year, she lifted him out of the hall.

That was the most reassuring and peaceful time in his life. For countless days and nights, he hoped to return to that day, he leaned in her arms and was not afraid of anything.

He buried his head on her neck and slowly said, "My father is dead."

Not the father, but the father.

After he committed suicide, he finally found out that this person also made him sad.

In this funeral, not only the man named Father Huang was buried, but also the young self.

He cried in her arms and remained silent. No amount of questioning could be said. Wei Lan stood quietly. After a long time, she raised her hand and hugged him.

"Don't cry, Su Cheng." She said dryly.

She didn't know what to say.

However, as soon as the words were spoken, the man howled like a child.

The sadness that has been suppressed, he dare not show it like this in front of anyone. He was afraid that his mother would think he was weak, and that his subordinates would think he was shaken. Only in front of this person could he truly show his heart-he was frightened, afraid, and sad.

Wei Lan didn't understand why Su Cheng would cry so sad in her arms.

He killed people, and he planned the bureau. What's the point of crying at this time?

But listening to this person's cry, I don't know why, she actually felt so sad and pitying. Su Cheng cried for a while, and finally felt tired. He stopped his voice, hugged her quietly for a while, and finally said, "I will take you there."

Wei Lan nodded, she couldn't see what she was thinking. She followed Su Cheng to the dungeon in the harem. It was already late at night. The queen had already rested, leaving someone to interrogate Xie Zichen.

When Su Cheng took Wei Lan into the dungeon, he said indifferently: "I can show you people just to let you see him alive. I promise Xie Zichen will be delivered to you alive, but he will not let go. Tell the whereabouts of Yu Xi, then I don't know what the tormentor will do."

"Thank your Majesty."

Wei Lan followed behind Su Cheng and clenched her fists.

Hearing the sound of the whip from far away, Wei Lan's heart hung up. When she saw Xie Zichen, she was stunned.

The person seemed to have been fished out of blood, and there was not a single part of his body intact. Wei Lan squeezed her fist and reminded herself with the pain in her palm that she could not make any expressions that were too extraordinary.

After all, Xie Zichen was only her "responsibility" in front of Su Cheng. She came to save him because of her own responsibility and her own face, not because of her deep feelings.

Su Cheng paid attention to Wei Lan's appearance, and Wei Lan's calm expression made him very satisfied. It made him feel that Wei Lan's indifference was not only for him, even if Xie Zichen did so much for Wei Lan, sharing the same bed. After so many years, but still did not get this person half sincere.

When Wei Lan came, Su Cheng asked him to stop. Xie Zichen opened his eyes with difficulty and saw Wei Lan standing in front of him in a vague manner.

She seemed to be doing pretty well, she still looked like Fengshen on weekdays, except for a red mark on the neck, which made people feel particularly dazzling. Xie Zichen knows too well what the red marks are. Wei Lan’s skin is easy to have these marks. He had to be extra careful before, because a light **** will stay, if it accidentally falls on the neck, the next day Everyone must guess which woman's gentle town Wei Lan went to.

Xie Zichen, who had not changed his expression after being beaten for a day, suddenly changed his face when he saw Wei Lan’s red mark, but he remembered his role. He couldn’t let Su Cheng discover that Wei Lan had told him this in advance. Matter, then as a person framed by Wei Lan, his expression should be—

"Did you do it?" Xie Zichen's eyes were full of mockery. Before Wei Lan answered, Xie Zichen said, "You spilled the drug on my body, right?"

Wei Lan's expression remained unchanged, avoiding his question, but said: "Why be so stubborn?"

"I asked if it was you!"

"Does this still need to be asked?" Wei Lan smiled bitterly: "Zichen, you have always been smart. Good birds choose trees to live in. Now the situation is clear, why are you persistent?"

"Are you here to be a lobbyist?"

Wei Lan didn't speak, Su Cheng stood behind her and looked at the two with a smile. Seeing that Wei Lan didn't speak, Su Cheng came forward and said with a smile: "Xie Yushi misunderstood Wei Shizi. Wei Shizi was worried that Xie Yushi came, but just happened to learn about Yuxi, so he wanted to persuade him. Xie Yu In fact, why is history obsessed? This matter of seizing a prostitute has nothing to do with your noble families. I am not a stingy person. Your Wang Xie family has always stood on both sides. Xie Yulan is my person, and you are the prince. People, now that you are down, your Xie family will not be involved in any way. If you tell the whereabouts of Yuxi, I promise you will not be moved."

"Your Majesty is so generous?" Xie Zichen sneered, and Su Cheng twitched the corners of his mouth: "Not particularly generous, but more generous than you think."

"Okay." Xie Zichen nodded. Su Cheng never thought that Xie Zichen was so good at talking. Just about to praise him, he listened to him: "If you want a jade seal, then your majesty should stay away from Wei Shizi. If your majesty touch Wei Shizi again Root hair, I promise, your Majesty will never see Yuxi in this lifetime."

"You!!" Unexpectedly, Xie Zichen asked such a sentence, and Su Cheng jumped up with anger. Xie Zichen set his gaze on Wei Lan, his eyes full of affection.

"Alan, do you remember what you asked Tianjiu to tell me that year?"

Wei Lan didn't speak, Xie Zichen spoke slowly: "You said, in this life you belong to me only."

Wei Lan: "..."

Although she knew that Xie Zichen was spreading the news, Wei Lan still felt a little overwhelmed with this method.

But the numbness of these words can't match the scars on that person. Wei Lan didn't dare to think about what he had gone through. She lowered her eyes and dared not look at him, so she could only say: "I didn't lie to you."

Hearing this, Xie Zichen laughed, even at such a moment of embarrassment, his smile still did not reduce his demeanor. He stared at her and said softly, "That's good."

Su Cheng stood behind them, his heart agitated.

"All right."

He dissatisfied: "See you, let's go."

"Yes." Wei Lan responded, took a deep look at Xie Zichen, then turned to leave.

Out of the underground palace, Su Cheng led her forward.

She followed behind him, seeming to be thinking about something, Su Cheng did not speak, his heart was so angry.

It's not that he doesn't know the relationship between Wei Lan and Xie Zichen, but they have been covering up in the past and have never been so clear. When he saw it for the first time, he realized that he was far less generous than he thought.

He didn't dare to show too much, and Wei Lan was thinking about Xie Zichen's words, and was not in the mood to pay attention to her.

Xie Zichen had never said such nasty things to her, and she had never known a person named Tian Jiu, so the key to his message was this person named Tian Jiu. But at this moment Ranmo had been arrested with Xie Zichen. She needed to find someone who was very familiar with Xie Zichen to know what Tianjiu was.

Su Cheng walked back to the Imperial Study Room with Wei Lan. After Wei Lan came back to his senses, seeing that it was too late, he said, "Your Majesty, it is too late, so the minister has retired first."

"Standing," Su Cheng said coldly, "What are you going to do tomorrow?"

"Naturally, it is for your Majesty to go through all kinds of fire and water, and will not hesitate." Wei Lan immediately echoed.

Su Cheng has no legacy of succession, and these people in the Ministry of Rites tomorrow will definitely not recognize it. With some princes of the old party, there are always a few of these people who are ignorant of current affairs and want to provoke Su Cheng. The people in Su Cheng's hands are either too high-ranked, such as his uncle's Shangguan Guocheng. These people are unlikely to be too aggressive or too cheap. Either he is not very good at playing tricks, such as Sun Ming. Or maybe it's that the interpersonal relationship is not very good, and it won't take advantage of the quarrel, such as Zhang Sheng.

Only Wei Lan is the only one who is sufficiently overwhelming but not too high, and she can beat Xie Zichen with her lip service. The same group of people in North Korea and China have good interpersonal relationships. At least those people will look at Wei Lan. The above will not be too ugly.

Sioux City made up his mind to let Wei Lan play the vanguard, but he originally thought Wei Lan was unwilling. After all, as Wei Lan said, in this matter, he was too defensive towards Wei Lan.

"Aren't you angry?" Su Cheng pursed his lips, feeling a little nervous. He suddenly regretted it. If Wei Lan was really loyal to her, how sad he would do it?

However, Wei Lan laughed. She looked at him, her eyes full of doting.

"You are the king, and I am the minister. It is my honor to fight for the king."

Su Cheng raised his head in surprise, Wei Lan's smile came into view. It was like the last debate between her and Xie Zichen when she graduated, when she was like this, telling him to fight for the king.

Su Cheng felt a little guilty for a while. He turned away, and said uncomfortably: "Alan, I will treat you well."

"The minister knows." Wei Lan smiled and said, "The minister retires."

Su Cheng nodded, and personally sent her out. Waiting out of the palace, Wei Lan didn't sleep, and directly asked Chief Pei of the dyed ink to come over: "Do you know Tian Jiu?"

Chang Pei manages Xie Zichen's intelligence agency, and he knows more than half of Xie Zichen's people. Hearing this name, he frowned and said: "I know this name."

As he said, he took out a booklet from his arms and explained: "The names of the people under Xie Gongzi are all rules. The Tiangandizhi is marked with the code name of the intelligence informant. The sky is the dark group, and the ground is the bright group. Heavenly people generally hold important positions, and less than half of the people who don’t use the Heavenly Word Department at critical moments, because they can only use it once, and they will be noticed and not used anymore."

"The Dizi Department is an ordinary informant. The names and identities corresponding to everyone's code names are in the booklet. We just need to look for them according to this name."

Wei Lan nodded, Chang Pei looked through the booklet, and quickly found that Tian Jiu.

——Pei Rong, the maid next to the Queen.

This Pei Rong looked like a court lady beside the queen, but she actually executed the prisoner on behalf of the queen. She used torture very well, so she was appreciated by the queen.

After receiving this news, Wei Lan's mental boulder fell instantly. If the executioner and Xie Zichen are old acquaintances, then Xie Zichen's injuries in prison are naturally just scary, but they are not so serious.

Xie Zichen’s question was finally released, and Wei Lan immediately said, "Where is Zhenguo's son Yuanqing?"

"Shizi, I was about to talk about this," Ran Mo said with a worried expression: "Yuan Shizi is gone."

"Gone?!"

Wei Lan was stunned, Ran Mo nodded and said: "Yuan Shizi was intercepted and killed by someone halfway, and he jumped into the river. Now he can't find a trace. At this moment, the Nancheng Army has been taken over by Chen Shuimiao, and Chen Shuimiao is Chen Hesheng. Nephew."

Chen Hesheng came from a poor family, and unlike those nobles, he lived by Huangquan. In the struggle to seize the aristocracy, he naturally had to stand in line with his family. Since Chen Hesheng is from Sucheng, this nephew, naturally, is from Sucheng without even thinking about it.

Wei Lan frowned, and then said: "Have you found Wang Xi?"

"At this moment, the whole city is under martial law, and entry and exit are prohibited." Ran Mo was worried. According to the current situation, before ascending to the throne, I am afraid that the city gate will not open. But once the enthronement ceremony is completed, it will be difficult for the prince to stand up again. Apart from other things, even those old-fashioned families would not recognize the prince. After all, for them, whoever becomes the emperor will do it, and it makes no difference. They don't need to think about standing in line to win the protagonist. They only need to respectfully show face after the emperor takes office. Unless the emperor wants to interfere with them, but today's aristocracy, it is not an exaggeration to say that if the emperor really interferes with them, the two sides will fight hard for fear that they will not be able to please.

Wei Lan actually understood what Xie Zichen meant. He stole the jade seal in order to make the throne of Sucheng never behave properly. So no matter where he went, the prince had a reason to send troops.

But the price is too great...

Recalling the look of Xie Zichen in the cell, Wei Lan's heart trembled. She lowered her eyes, covering the emotions in her eyes, listening to Ranmo continuing to talk about other news.

After dealing with these, she fell on the bed, feeling extremely tired. She originally thought she would sleep on the bed, but she didn't know what happened. She fell on it, but suddenly she felt that this bed was so big and empty, something was missing.

She stared at the bedside blankly, and suddenly remembered that the person was no longer there.

"fool……"

She closed her eyes, sighed, feeling a little helpless, she felt pain and pity, and some complaints.

If it weren't for Su Cheng, she really wanted to ask him-is it worth it?

Is it really that important that the prince is not the emperor?

Where is it worth it? He probably never had such a consciousness, he belongs to her.

Every hair, every inch of skin belongs to her. So she will feel distressed when he is hurt, and jealous when touched. He is always so good at making opinions.

What jade seal did you steal?

If he didn’t steal the Yuxi Seal, he would just enter Dali Temple. When he entered Dali Temple, she would be able to make arrangements. Everything was a process. He confessed to the prince, and she took him out and waited for Wang Ning to bring the soldiers back. That's it.

But he didn't care about himself, only thinking about the overall situation.

How to make the prince a little smoother, how to prevent war as much as possible. He was sure that the other party would not dare to kill him, because he died, Yu Xi would lose his whereabouts forever, which Su Cheng could not accept. But he never thought that even if she didn't die, she would be sad for such torture.

She suddenly understood what she looked like when she suspended her death.

So she finally understood that she was in such a state of anxiety when she liked someone.

Xie Zichen.

She curled up, squeezed the place where he would normally lie down, and imagined that he was still there, hoarsely saying: "Come back."

I miss you.