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The next day.

The weather was clear and windy.

After Su Jinruo finished breakfast, Hong Yu took out her official uniform and helped her change clothes.

Su Jinruo waved his hand, telling Hong Yu to leave.

Hong Yu bit her lips and, not daring to say anything else, bowed her head and left the room.

After Su Jinruo changed into his official's attire, he left the residence.

Eucalyptus stood straight next to the carriage, and when he saw Su Jinruo walking over, he immediately cupped his hands, "Master."

Su Jinruo glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Let's go."

Seeing Su Jinruo get on the horse carriage, the Eucalypse saw that Su Jinruo jumped on the horse carriage and dutifully became his groom.

A few seconds after the carriage moved, a green robed woman jumped onto the carriage and sat with him.

The woman snorted at him as his gaze swept across her face. "What are you looking at me for? "Watch the way!"

Eucalyptus: "..."

Using Lv Ruo's words, the place where the Seventh Prince trained his subordinates and tortured others was inside the palace.

Rumor has it that it was originally a forbidden land, but somehow, it became the Seventh Prince's private territory, his private land.

He passed through layers of checkpoints and the falling flowers that covered the sky.

When the last sandalwood door was opened, Su Jinruo smiled faintly.

However, her eyes were cold and devoid of emotion. There was no smile in them at all.

She stepped into the room, and her vermillion robe fell to the floor, "Your subordinate, Su Jinruo, greets the Seventh Prince."

Seventh Prince's face was calm and collected, her eyes that were like cold stars stared straight at her, "You, are Su Jinruo?"

The gaze fell on her body, it was sharp and presumptuous, Su Jinruo's expression was unchanging, he lowered his head and replied: "Reporting to the Seventh Prince, this official is Su Jinruo."

Shen Hancheng immediately laughed.

"The Emperor is really getting old, and his taste is getting worse."

His tone was cold, his language outrageous and impudent.

Not a single person in the room dared to refute him. It was as though he should be so brazen and impudent.

"Could it be that you've never heard of it," Shen Hancheng looked at her, and knocked his fingers on the tea table. "This king's methods?"

Yes.

Who in this dynasty would not have heard of his methods?

Ruthlessness, viciousness, ruthlessness, and a series of other derogatory terms, it was as if they were all tailored for him.

"This official has indeed heard of your majesty." Su Jinruo lowered her eyes, her long and thin eyelashes covered the expression in her eyes, "However, the emperor's orders cannot be disobeyed, if not so, this official would never have come to see Your Highness."

"Oh?" The corner of Shen Hancheng's lips raised, his smile faintly discernable, "Master Su is sincere."

"Your highness, you flatter me."

"In that case …" Shen Hancheng put down the wine cup in his hand and retracted his gaze from the seemingly bowing and kneeling Su Jinruo.

The sneer on his face widened, and he ordered the guard beside him: "Qian Yi, lead the way."

Qian Yi cupped his hands, his attitude respectful, "This subordinate accepts the orders."