Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 792 The Tyrant’s Little Princess (44)

Lian'er stopped talking and quietly retreated.

He retreated outside the palace, sighed, and then ordered someone to record His Highness's daily life today.

Another day hasn't left.

I don't know why, His Highness has been bored in the hall all this time, and doesn't go out.

Although her daily life is normal and there is nothing wrong with her emotions, there is always an unspeakable feeling.

Lian'er thought of the anger towards the King of God not long ago, and also thought of that time when the Emperor came to look for His Highness.

After that conversation, the two seemed to just break up.

At that time, these servants could not go in, so they didn't know what was said inside.

However, even if they broke up unhappy, all the treatment in Changle Palace remained as usual, and the heads of each department and house kept sending the best ones.

Looking at it this way, Princess Chu Yang has not fallen out of favor.

As for why the emperor was offended, it is impossible to know.

Lian Er stood outside the palace, very quiet.

In the silent night, the cold wind howled.

The awe-inspiring palace is like a sleeping giant, standing firm in the cold wind.

The news that the emperor purged the corrupt officials in Dali Temple spread throughout the imperial capital as if they had grown wings.

Tonight's night is dark, just like the blood splashed and exposed, it has already turned into a thick and gloomy color.

A group of people were beheaded, and the officials in Dali Temple were almost wiped out.

In this way, it is equivalent to abolishing a department such as Dali Temple.

All the people who were beheaded were hung in front of their own doors and scolded by the people.

The emperor's air pressure today is extremely gloomy.

When shaking their sleeves and bowing down, all the officials below were trembling and sweating profusely.

After finally going down, all of them sat on the ground with limp legs, not daring to utter an angry word.

The Dali Temple was cleaned up, and all the old people who lived in the late emperor's time were gone.

And the people who were promoted again were all loyal supporters of the young emperor.

For a time, the emperor's regime became more stable.

It was already night when the news reached Changle Palace.

Yun Si came out of the bath, put on a silky and soft plain dress, fastened the belt, and then heard the maid outside whispering.

Her hearing is good, she moved her ears, and heard that the emperor killed many people again today.

The maid said, the leader of the Dali Temple Minister had all their homes ransacked and sentenced to beheading for embezzling countless silver taels.

And on the execution ground, blood was flowing everywhere, and the corpses were scattered like weeds, which was shocking.

Although the people looked very relieved, but thinking about it afterwards, they were probably also afraid.

The emperor's execution was too ruthless, although it could kill the grass, but...
Everyone was already afraid of the young emperor, and after doing this, they were afraid that they would be more fearful than respectful.

Yun Si lowered her eyes and calmly put on her cloak.

Pushing the door open, the maids hurriedly stopped talking and followed behind her.

The bath hall is not far from her bedroom, just two steps away.

The maid was leading the way in front, and the delicate palace lanterns swayed slightly.

Yun Si entered the bedroom, and when the maids were about to retreat quietly, she only heard her ask in a low voice, "Your Majesty has killed many people recently?"

The maids were all taken aback.

They glanced at each other, and one of them, Shuang'er, saluted and replied, "Yes, Your Highness, they are all useless courtiers. They made some mistakes, so they will naturally be punished."

(End of this chapter)