This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Chapter 24

The Yan Dynasty has been standing for a hundred years, and now Emperor Chen is the third emperor, reigning half a Jiazi.

Emperor Chen's sleeping hall, Chengtian Palace.

With Chu Ziyu, the prince, there, Tsing Yi was able to enter smoothly.

Emperor Chen was seriously ill and had been in a coma for more than a month, and the imperial physicians in the palace were helpless.

Emperor Chen gave the original owner a marriage to Xiao Jue in order to find a competent helper for Chu Ziyu to **** him. But now Tsing Yi has to carry this pot, it is strange that she can have a good impression of this cheap 'Royal Father'.

As the saying goes, a thin and dead camel is bigger than a horse. Although Emperor Chen is going to die, but as long as he doesn't burp for a day, he will still be the emperor of the world.

Otherwise, Tsing Yi really didn't want to make this trip in person.

Can't sleep well? Wasting time looking at this bad old man?

Emperor Chen was lying on the dragon's collapse, and he knew the age of his life, but he seemed to have a rare age. The skin was morbidly pale, and the bluish lips did not look like a living person.

After Chu Ziyu came in, his whole personality changed. He took the handkerchief from the palace maid's hand, and meticulously wiped the neck and wrist for Emperor Chen.

Tsing Yi stood a few steps away, looked blankly for a while, then looked away, and wandered aimlessly in the hall.

The palace servants serving in the palace all looked at her with strange expressions, thinking to themselves, it is not unreasonable that this eldest princess should not be treated by His Majesty. How can a father become so ill, and his daughter is still unmoved by this virtue?

More than heartless, just cold-blooded and ruthless.

After Chu Ziyu wiped his arm for Emperor Chen, he turned his head and saw no trace of Tsing Yi, and saw the strange expressions of the palace people, and immediately walked out.

But I saw someone lying lazily on the soft collapse of the side hall, holding a candle and fiddling with the wick slowly.

Anger rushed into Chu Ziyu's heart, he walked over quickly, snatched the candle scissors from her hand, and shouted in a deep voice: "Chu Qingyi, do you really think your life is too long?! Do you know what sin is against disobedience and unfilial piety? knowledge?"

Tsing Yi still ignored him, still staring down at the ever-bright lamp.

"Don't you think it's strange? This ever-bright lamp has enough oil and enough wick, but the flame is on and off."

Chu Ziyu frowned, wondering what the **** she was talking about now, but this long bright lamp looked a little strange.

Long Ming, long life.

Emperor Chen is now critically ill, and everyone in the palace is cautious. This lamp has different meanings, but it is a trend of withering and dying. It is not a good omen.

"Who looks after this lamp?"

The palace people knelt down in unison, the palace maid in charge of the lamp turned pale with fright, and said with sincerity: "His Royal Highness spares my life, the slaves have been taking care of them carefully, but the lights are not booming, it is really none of the slaves' business!"

"Bold, Chengtian Palace is His Majesty's bedroom, and it is the place with the most yang energy in the world. How dare you say that the lights are not bright!"

"No, slaves don't dare!" The palace maid knew that she had said the wrong thing, and the whole person trembled with fright.

"Drag her down, can this Chengtian Palace also come in to serve any stupid things?!"

"Prince, spare your life, His Royal Highness, spare your life—"

"Enough, what's the matter, is it annoying?" Tsing Yi stopped drinking, her eyes swept away, and the eunuchs who were about to be ordered to arrest people felt cold all over, and didn't dare to take another half step. .

"Shut up, too, the noise of this palace hurts." She glanced at the palace maid, who was so frightened that she hurriedly silenced and did not dare to cry again.

"It's clear that this servant is negligent in his duties, so you have to let her go?" Chu Ziyu said with a sullen face.

Tsing Yi glanced at him lightly, "She didn't lie just now, the problem is the lamp oil."

Chu Ziyu frowned, a look of disbelief.

"You got close to the smell yourself."

Seeing her confident expression, Chu Ziyu approached the Everbright Lamp suspiciously. At first, he didn't smell anything, but gradually he smelled an aroma, and there was even a strange fishy sweetness in the aroma.

He was about to continue to take a closer look, but was pulled away from the lamp and looked up at Tsing Yi's deep eyes.

Chu Ziyu's heart sank, his face sank, and he turned around and asked, "What's the matter with this lamp oil?"

"His Royal Highness has always used high-quality deer fat mixed with pine oil for this lamp oil. Every day, the servants will send new oil to replace it. The servants and others really don't know there is a problem."

Chu Ziyu raised her eyebrows angrily, and was about to ask why the lamp oil had a smell of fishy sweetness, but her sleeve was gently pulled.

"It's no wonder they are responsible for this matter. Since they are the purchase replacements in charge of the inner guard, they naturally have to find problems from there."

The palace servants of Chengtian Palace looked at Tsing Yi gratefully when they heard the words, this eldest princess is the living Bodhisattva! They regret their previous actions of slandering each other in their hearts!

"Your Majesty is seriously ill and needs to be quiet, so let's not bother you." After Tsing Yi finished speaking, he pulled Chu Ziyu out.

The latter, even reluctantly, realized that she was blocking her intentionally, and could only follow him out in a muffled voice.

He wanted to ask questions several times along the way, but Tsing Yi kept walking until he arrived at a secluded place in the Imperial Garden. Seeing that there was no one else around, Chu Ziyu hurriedly stopped and grabbed her wrist instead.

"Why did you stop me from investigating?!"

Tsing Yi didn't answer, stared at him grabbing his hand and raised his eyebrows.

Chu Ziyu let go reluctantly, looking at her impatiently and waiting for a reply.

"Is it interesting to startle the snake? Besides, what can you find out even if you ask?"

Chu Ziyu calmed down after she said that, but soon felt something was wrong, "How do you know that the lamp oil is weird?"

If he hadn't gotten close to it and smelled it, he wouldn't have smelled the tinge of sweetness at all.

"Good smell."

This reason made him speechless.

"Go back to Qianqiu Palace yourself, I'll go back to the East Palace first."

At this moment, Chu Ziyu was all thinking about the lamp oil, and she was not in the mood to argue with her, so she left in a hurry, even forgetting the previous test of her identity.

Tsing Yi walked back slowly, and halfway, a fat cat came out of the grass and lay on her shoulder.

"It looks like you've noticed a lot?"

The fat cat's eyes gleamed.

"Ok."

"I wanted to clean up that ignorant old man, but I never wanted to be taken first."

"Then the emperor's old son's illness was harmed by someone?"

"It's not an ordinary black hand," Tsing Yi smiled faintly, "It's a sorcery."

The fat cat is shocked, sorcery?

It is indeed not simple. It is difficult to know that ordinary sinister things are close to the imperial city, let alone the emperor. Although witchcraft is a human thing, it borrows the power of Jiuyou.

Even Chengtian Palace, which is not even close to the judge of the Yin Division, how the practitioner can get close will not be said, the key is still successful? !

And there is the ability to cover the eyes of it and Tsing Yi, you must know that they have been in the imperial city for more than a month, but they have not caught any trace of Wu Li, and a cold smile floats on the corner of Tsing Yi's lips: "Have the ability to use it in the palace. Witchcraft, and it's still that bad old man, this is a fat fish."

The fat cat licked his tongue: "This kind of fat and strong fish tastes the most delicious."