Quick Wear: The Stunning Beauty is Forbidden to Be Pampered

Chapter 565 World 6: The Weak and Helpless Crown Princess (5)

The news from the Prince's Mansion eventually reached the ears of King Jing, who was currently discussing the placement of personnel with his aides.

Prince Jing's Mansion.

The elegant library is guarded by layers of guards, and the doors and windows are tightly closed, so outsiders cannot find out what is going on in the library.

A man in a black robe with tiger patterns was lazily leaning on the desk with one hand. He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose, thin lips, and a slightly raised corner of his mouth, which showed his unruly and unrestrained nature.

Her black hair was sticking up high, her eyes were slightly lowered, and she was nonchalantly playing with the white jade walnut on the desk, but the gleam in her eyes from time to time made people dare not underestimate her.

Who doesn’t have ambition?

The current emperor has no heir, and as one of the popular candidates, he certainly has ideas about that position.

Although the prince is extremely intelligent, his health is so poor that I heard he has not yet consummated his marriage with a woman. What a joke!

Unfortunately, the emperor is not interested in women for various reasons, and because of this, he loves the prince even more!

Whenever Sheng Changling thought of this, he felt a sense of depression in his chest. He even sent many concubines over for this purpose, but...

The spies reported that the prince did not favor those women at all, and they were not even seen by the prince on weekdays.

But today, there was some good news. His hypocritical Crown Prince actually personally ordered a palace maid to be beaten to death?

Although the life of a palace maid was as humble as dust, she was at least born into a banner family.

If the job is not done well, just return it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Why should he be beaten to death?

Oh, the obvious evidence has been handed to him. It would be unreasonable if he didn't make good use of it!

Sheng Changling curled the corners of his lips in a good mood, and then slowly uttered a few words.

"What do you think? Do you have any countermeasures?"

After several staff members cautiously glanced at the man at the top, they all fell into deep thought after hearing what he said.

After a while, a thin man with bright eyes stood up and bowed.

"Your Highness, I think there is something to be said for this matter. I heard that Lord Shi hates cruel people the most. The Crown Prince's behavior is indeed appalling."

"Oh, that's right. Old Shi Nian can't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes. You can ask someone to make the arrangements."

No, that alone is not enough.

The Emperor dotes on the Crown Prince so much that he would definitely not neglect him because of a palace maid. At most he would just give him a warning.

But after hearing what the spy reported, I knew that this palace maid had an unusual identity.

Sheng Changling's slender fingers tapped the corner of the table rhythmically, making a "dong dong dong" sound, which beat in the hearts of his staff like a drum.

Everyone knows that His Royal Highness Prince Jing has a bad temper, is moody, and is unpredictable. It is common for him to beat and kill his servants.

Even some of the staff members were beaten and killed because their suggestions failed.

Therefore, when they work for King Jing, they have to be more cautious, for fear that they will do something wrong and be punished by His Highness King Jing.

Sheng Changling doesn't care what his subordinates think. He doesn't care whether they are loyal or not, he only cares whether they are useful or not.

It is not easy to find any evidence against the prince, so once we finally find one, we have to find a way to make it bigger.

You know, reputation is very important to a prince. The prince's kind image should also change.

As he thought about this, an idea gradually emerged in Sheng Changling's mind until it took shape completely.

"Mr. Wen, aren't storytellers and storybooks popular in the streets? I'm sure His Royal Highness will be very happy that his glorious deeds can be known by more people.

This maid is the personal maid of the Crown Princess. Is the Crown Prince's behavior extremely inappropriate?"

"Your Majesty, I understand. I will go to Yanchun Tower tomorrow and will definitely complete your request."

"Let Anwu go with you, Mr. Wen. Don't let me down."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Sheng Changfeng then smiled with satisfaction, his deep red lips were as bright as peony flowers, and as frightening as blood.

The staff lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at the inky figure on the podium.

……

The night is getting darker.

Bright lights were also lit in Chonghua Palace, and red lanterns were hung high, illuminating the way ahead.

Red silk can be seen everywhere and has become the most commonly used decoration, filling up everywhere.

Today's situation is really puzzling. Could it be that the prince has taken in a new wife and is so happy everywhere?

Only those in the know know that there are no new people at all. They are all specially prepared by His Highness for the Crown Princess.

The palace servants had been preparing for the whole afternoon, and Zhengde Palace had already known about such a big commotion.

Ye Zhi looked at his master who was still enjoying his dinner leisurely and stamped his feet anxiously, but he did not dare to disturb his master's interest in eating.

"Ye Zhi, what's wrong with you today? It's not your character to keep your words to yourself."

Liu Lingxi put down the jade chopsticks, wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, then looked at Ye Zhi and said.

After Ye Zhi got the confirmation, he hurriedly told his guess with a look of joy on his face.

"Master, why aren't you in a hurry? The Crown Prince said he would come to Zhengde Hall tonight, and the outside is decorated so festively... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince values ​​you!"

"Be careful, can you tell me what His Highness is thinking?"

Liu Lingxi looked disapproving. In her opinion, she and the prince were just a couple in name only, so how could he suddenly be valued?

Your Highness must have his own considerations, but I don’t know whether it is to confuse His Majesty or to confuse King Jing.

If Sheng Changfeng knew that his thoughts were speculated in this way by the Crown Princess, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Who knew that his own Crown Princess would think this way? He was now rushing to Zhengde Palace with great joy.

There were a lot of memorials tonight and he was busy a little late. His father specially kept him for the imperial meal, so he was unable to get back in time.

Fortunately, he has already instructed people to make arrangements, and the Crown Princess should have received the news by now!

I don’t know if Xier will like his arrangement?

Thinking of this, the prince, who was always dignified and steady, began to walk forward with big strides, as if he couldn't wait to meet his princess.

"Your Highness, please go slower. It's dark now. Please be careful with your steps."

The young eunuch was having a hard time chasing behind, but fortunately the young eunuch holding the lantern in front was quite fast.

As His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was eager to return home, he finally arrived at the Zhengde Hall he had been longing for.

"This servant of yours pays respect to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Sheng Changfeng had no time to care about these servants. His attention was all on the woman who was walking slowly out of the palace in the night.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"No need to be so polite, Xier..."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who is usually eloquent, is no longer obedient in front of his own Crown Princess.

He stared straight at his Crown Princess's face, which was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water. His gaze gradually became obsessed and his gaze became extremely hot.

His eyes slowly moved down, seeing her tightly bound waist under her wide robe. He rubbed his fingers, clenching and unclenching his hands.

With great difficulty, he regained some of his senses and took the initiative to talk.