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The weather was chilly and it was raining outside. A guard hurriedly ran into the Mansion of Zhongzhou King.

"Prince, Shen Honghe's corpse was found!"

While waving his fan, Ming Ruyi seemed to be deep in thought. It has only been a few days since the rumors spread, and the young master of Mansion of Grand Preceptor was killed. "

"Interesting, interesting."

Although he said it was interesting, his eyes were filled with killing intent. He took a sip of tea. "Does the emperor know about this?"

"Send the news to the palace, let everyone in the palace know." It would be best if the news about the civil and military affairs spread throughout the empire. At that time, it would be up to the crown prince to decide what to do!

He was happy to see the emperor make a joke out of him. Not to mention whether Shen Hong and the others were actually the emperor's sons or not, his death caused suspicions to be aroused in the Grand Preceptor Shen.

Wonderful! Wonderful! The person who laid out this plan is truly a schemer! Is it Zhongli Mingye?

If it really was him, was it for Soong Jinyu? Ming Ruyi shook his head, it was unfathomable, was it worth it?

Within the Mansion of Grand Preceptor, Madam Shen was hugging Shen Hong and crying loudly in the rain. She did spend a night with the Emperor when she was young, and Shen Hong and the Emperor might indeed be his children. This was a secret that she had been hiding for more than ten years.

It didn't matter anymore. Her beloved son had died. Was it the Grand Preceptor, or the emperor?

Right now, the Grand Preceptor was extremely anxious. Even though Hong He wasn't his son, he had raised her for fifteen years. There was still some affection between them. If he really was His Majesty's son now, then he definitely couldn't die. Now that Shen Hong is dead, the one in the palace will definitely suspect him. The crown prince would be implicated because of this.

"We're finished, we're finished, we're finished …"

He raised his head to the sky in grief, the three generations of glory of the Shen Mansion should have reached their peak in this era, but who would have thought that after one move, they would fall straight into hell.

"Ugh …"

This was the third time Soong Jinyu had been stopped by a Mansion of Prince Yu guard this day.

"The prince has said that little miss is injured and can't leave the mansion!"

How could he not know that he had recovered from his injuries? What did staying in his residence every day count for? When others saw him, they would think that he was his concubine!

No matter what, she was still an official's daughter, her reputation was still very important.

The guard insisted on not moving. Soong Jinyu wanted Cheng Soong to kick him away. But they were also innocent, and the culprit who imprisoned her every day was the one who deserved to be punished.

Zhongli Mingye walked in from outside and coincidentally saw the angry Soong Jinyu at the moment. Where do you want to go? "

She looked down at the girl condescendingly, her eyes darting around. What was she up to?

"Hmph …" She ignored him and was about to go back. But he stopped her, "I'm asking you? Why are you running? "

"Let me go!" Regardless of how she struggled, "I'll let Cheng Soong beat you to death!"

He squinted at her, "You can bear it?" "He dragged her to his umbrella and dragged her to the pavilion in the garden." It's raining outside. Where are you going? "

He rubbed his aching wrist. "Where do you care?" I just don't like being locked up by you.

Zhongli Mingye's face immediately darkened, and he moved closer to her. "The things this duke has said, you didn't feel at ease at all."

"If you don't mind so much, This King wouldn't mind burying it in your heart."

What? Before she could even react, Soong Jinyu was pulled into his embrace again. The man lifted her chin with her hand and made as if to kiss it.

"Pa …" A hand was placed between them. "Are you addicted to bullying me?" The woman stared at him coldly. She suddenly took a deep breath and felt a slight pain in her wound.

Zhongli Mingye panicked. "Let this king see." After saying that, he started to pull at her clothes.

"Hey …" Soong Jinyu was so angry that she cried even more. She immediately stopped. "Don't cry, don't cry, This King was wrong …"

"What are you so anxious about? "What are you angry about?" He had just left the palace when the Emperor's face turned ashen. He immediately locked up the crown prince.

Soong Jinyu quieted down, and turned her head to not look at him. After a long while, she said: "The rain is pouring down repeatedly, I'm afraid something bad is about to happen with the Tianmen Mountain." The moment she received news of Cheng Soong, she became extremely anxious.

So it was for Tianmen Mountain. "No worries, this king will arrange it for you."

Hm? He didn't understand the meaning behind his words, "It's likely that news regarding the Tianmen Mountain will spread to the Emperor's ears within a short period of time."

The man clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the heavy rain outside. He said in a deep voice, "This King doesn't care what you're carrying, This King is willing to shoulder it all with you."

"..."

Was he worthy of his trust?

Their positions were completely different, would the Tianmen Mountain she hoped for peace to come true? Soong Jinyu began to feel uncomfortable. Borrowing the power of the Prince Yu, perhaps his Tianmen Mountain would grant him a new lease of life. But at the same time, Tianmen Mountain would also become his power.

Power was a double-edged sword. Further progress might solve the problem, and if he took a step back, he might even directly step into hell.

After clearly analyzing the pros and cons in her mind, Soong Jinyu secretly made up her mind. No matter what, she would not allow Tianmen Mountain to interfere in the disputes of the imperial government.

She slowly said: "The internal matters of Tianmen Mountain, I don't need you to worry about me."

The man turned around, his eyes emotionless. In the end, she still didn't trust him enough.

"You …" As the mood got worse, the atmosphere in the pavilion became more and more tense. Soong Jinyu did not care about all these, she admitted that she had feelings for Zhongli Mingye.

But … not enough to make herself completely and unconditionally trust him.

Suddenly, the man walked out of the pavilion with large strides. He didn't even take out his umbrella, allowing the rain to hit his body.

"Hey …"

Soong Jinyu panicked, held onto her umbrella and rushed into the rain, catching up to him.

"It's raining so heavily, what do you do if you catch a cold?"

Saying up to here, he tried to raise his umbrella, but unfortunately, height had its own natural disadvantages. He stood on his tiptoes and held up the umbrella for him. Surprisingly, his body actually stuck close to the umbrella, causing him to feel a little cold.

Zhongli Mingye stared at her, "What does it have to do with me?"

She didn't trust him, so why should she care about him? To him, in her heart, was she supposed to have the same status as Heeyi?

Because his arm had been lifted, the wound felt a bit uncomfortable. She still said honestly: "If you were to get sick, wouldn't it delay your return of your Liuzhou?"

He closed his eyes and resisted the urge to pinch this little girl to death. Suddenly, he lowered his body, carried Soong Jinyu, and returned to the Bedchamber Hall with large strides.

"Put me down!"

She was extremely embarrassed, because this scene was too embarrassing. All the servants who passed by raised their eyebrows at her.

With a cold expression, Zhongli Mingye gently put Soong Jinyu down. Before she could catch her breath, he pushed her down on the couch and rushed forward.

Soong Jinyu really wanted to cry. If she knew earlier, she would have given him some sort of umbrella! Let the rain wash him! Before she could resist, the man's scent that assaulted her nose blocked her awake entrance.