C230 News of the matter

"Your Highness, this isn't good." The guard hurriedly ran into the study room. With raindrops still dripping from his body, he staggered and knelt on the ground, kowtowing as he spoke. Perhaps it was because he was too anxious or perhaps it was because he was afraid, causing his last words to tremble.

Fu Huaiyu's eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly, the tip of his brush paused, he raised it and placed it on the ground, he stood up with a warm smile on his face, "Why are you in such a hurry, what happened?"

That person forced himself to tremble, but he still replied with a trembling voice, "There's so much gossip in the palace right now. It's said that there's a deep relationship between the prince and Lady Liu, and there's a suspicion that there's blood between them. It's said that they might even have some sort of relationship. I don't know how many people believe it."

Dye? What nonsense! Fu Huaiyu's expression slightly darkened as a complex ray of light flashed across his eyes. It was so deep that it made it impossible for one to pry anything out of it. The guard quickly bowed his head and no longer dared to look.

Who could it be? Did he really know that he was connected to Liu ChuRong, or was it just a framing?

"You …" He suddenly raised his eyes and shot a sharp gaze at the kneeling guards below him.

The latter subconsciously lowered her head, "This servant is here."

"Investigate for This King who the mastermind is. If that's not possible, then there is no use in This King having you bunch of trash. " Fu Huaiyu sneered, probably because he was so angry, causing his handsome face to become twisted, making people who saw him feel their hearts tremble, as though their surrounding was filled with a burst of cold.

The guard was so scared that he started trembling. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly said, "This servant obeys."

Fu Huaiyu did not pay any attention to him. He raised his eyes and stared in the direction of the Imperial Palace for a long time. Do not let him know who it was, or else he will have his body torn into ten thousand pieces! His fist hit the wall with a loud sound, and his white joints turned red.

Fu Huaiyu's eyes became more and more sinister, as if he had been poisoned.

"Your Highness." Suddenly, from outside the study room came a clear and charming voice, followed by a few short knocks on the door.

The darkness in Fu Huaiyu's eyes dimmed, the corners of his mouth raised in a cold smile, his voice was clear and pleasant, "Come in."

"What is it?" He stretched out his hand and gently ruffled the hair of the approaching person as he asked. Although he was smiling, his eyes were still filled with coldness. Wen Ling's delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, but he remained calm and collected.

She stretched out her slender hand and took his long arm. Her fair cheeks blushed a little. "I want to let you off the hook. It's not worth it to do this kind of thing. It's not good for your body to be angry."

Fu Huaiyu glanced sideways at her, and the smile on his face did not decrease in the slightest, "This king doesn't think that I'm angry."

He felt as if he was being stared at by something, and only after a moment did he come back to his senses. "The prince's temper hasn't been very good in the past few days, if you encounter any problems, you can let me know. I can help you resolve your worries." Wen Ling had a pampered smile on his face. "You're hiding something in your heart. It feels really bad."

The setting she gave herself was the Flower of Interpretation, so she definitely could not change it.

Unknowingly, Fu Huaiyu's gaze towards her turned gentle, with a bit of warmth, Wen Ling unconsciously heaved a sigh of relief, he could not be careless.

He had always been an unpredictable person, but who knew when he would suddenly become irritable?

"Prince?" She cast a sidelong glance and asked carefully.

Frowning, Fu Huaiyu lightly waved his wide sleeves and waved Wen Ling's small hands, "You go back first."

Wen Ling's eyes flashed with a dark light, but before he could notice it, it had already disappeared. Her red lips pursed, her small hands tightly clenched. "Your Highness doesn't like me anymore?"

"No, This King just wants to be alone." Fu Huaiyu turned, took the pen, and quickly wrote something on the xuan paper.

Wen Ling froze for a moment. Then, he answered softly, "Yes." He then respectfully bowed, opened the curtain, and left.

Meanwhile, on the other side. Liu Fei's delicate eyebrows were slightly raised. Her daubed hands tightly gripped the handkerchief in her hands as she walked back and forth in the room. She actually no longer had the same thought of embroidering as before.

"Empress." La Mei saw that she had been pacing with furrowed brows for some time. She could not help but open her mouth and advised, "You should rest for a while. The bridge is straight. It will eventually pass."

Unexpectedly, Liu Chugrong didn't agree with her suggestion. Instead, he threw the handkerchief in his hand to La Mei's feet.

"Rest? "You speak quite lightly. Tell me, how do you think we should settle this matter?" Liu Chu Rong sat down on the side and drank it all in one gulp. The bottom of the glass knocked heavily on the table, scaring La Mei so much that she trembled. If such a hat were to be buckled on, how would I defend myself? "

La Mei immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times. Her eyes were red as she pleaded, "This humble servant is ignorant. Your highness has a lot of them, do not take them to heart."

"Hmph." Liu Chu Rong snorted coldly and turned his head away. "Since you have done well in the past, I will forgive you. Go and deduct your salary."

Lamei bowed gratefully and left after responding.

"Esteemed Empress, your servant just heard a joyous event. Would you like to hear it?" Gui mama, who was serving beside Xiao Shushen, opened the curtains and walked in.

Hearing that, Xiao Shushen glanced at her, then closed her eyes. Her tone did not seem to mind, "Tell me."

Gui mama took a few steps forward to help her massage her shoulders, "The relationship between Ninth Prince and Imperial Consort Liu is very deep." She lowered her voice and whispered into the empress's ear.

She seemed to have just gained some interest. Her phoenix eyes slightly opened as she glanced sideways at her. "Really?"

The Gui mama laughed: "Of course. How could this old servant dare to amuse the Empress? "When I heard you talking about it earlier, I felt that it was rather interesting."

This rumor was enough for him to enjoy a pot of tea. The corner of Xiao Shushen's mouth raised in an arc, and her eyes were filled with undisguised schadenfreude.

Could it be that his plot had been exposed? She leaned back in her chair, thinking. But, Fu Huaiyu was a cautious person, he shouldn't have been like this.

"Gui mama." She waved her hand.

"This old servant is here."

Xiao Shushen tilted her head, and said with a dignified and imposing manner, "Go, call out my spies who are buried in the Ninth Prince's Mansion."

Gui mama answered yes, then stood up and left. After a while, she came back with a maid beside her. When he saw her, he immediately kneeled on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

"Tell me, how has Fu Huaiyu been recently?" Xiao Shushen lowered his head, and played with the jade bracelet on his wrist, "If you answer well, I will reward you with this bracelet."

maid lowered his head, looking at his own kneeled on the ground. "To reply the Empress, Ninth Prince's temper has been bad recently, and his temper is unstable."

He had a bad temper? What the hell was going on?