The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 28
Xiao Yu stared at the entrance of the imperial study room, his eyes were slightly cold, "Oh? Come in one?"

Shang Ming nodded: "Yes, I just saw a little eunuch rushing in, and I always feel that there is something tricky about it."

Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes, "Got it."

She waved her hand lightly, and Shang Ming bowed and stepped aside.

Jun Rong wrapped himself in fox fur and got out of the sedan chair.

"Let's go, Your Highness, let's go in and have a look, and see what secrets are hidden in this imperial study."

Jun Rong didn't understand, so he followed Xiao Yu up the steps.

The little eunuch hurriedly knelt down and saluted: "I have seen His Highness the Eighth Prince, and the Prince."

Xiao Yu glanced down at him, "Is there anyone inside?"

The little eunuch buried his head low, and trembled slightly when he heard the words, "...Yes."

"Who?"

"Boss Zhou is packing things inside."

"Boss Zhou? You mean Zhou Xi?"

"Yes."

Jun Rong took a look at Xiao Yu, Zhou Xi had seen him before, he was the eunuch next to his father, the head of the house, a fat middle-aged man, usually kind-hearted, smiling like a bodhisattva.

After Xiao Yu said that sentence, there was no more to say. The little eunuch knelt down on the ground, shivering, and was about to break out in cold sweat.

His breathing slowed down slowly, and he didn't dare to take a breath. After a long time, he heard Xiao Yu say: "Open the door."

As if he had been pardoned, he hurriedly got up from the ground, "Yes!"

After the little eunuch pushed open the door of the imperial study room, he stood aside respectfully, "Your Highness, my son, please—"

Xiao Yu and Jun Rong went in one after the other, and saw two people standing in front of the imperial case.

"Eunuch Zhou, what are you doing here?"

Xiao Yu asked softly, Zhou Xi fiddled with his hands a few times, then turned around and knelt down, and said with a smile, "Hey, my servant greets His Highness the Eighth Highness and His Royal Highness, what wind brought you here?"

Xiao Yu glanced at him and the little eunuch behind him with a half-smile, "Eunuch Zhou hasn't answered my question yet."

The smile froze on Zhou Xi's face, and then he waved his hands and said, "Isn't this servant seeing that the imperial study has not been collecting dust for a long time? That's why I came in to clean it."

"Shouldn't the eunuchs and maids below do this kind of work?"

Xiao Yu approached a little closer, keenly aware that the two people became more nervous.

She turned around and waved to Jun Rong, "His Royal Highness, come, get familiar with this imperial study, and you will work here from now on to meet ministers."

Jun Rong walked over with a sullen little face, his eyes fell on the imperial case, looking at the memorials that had been piled up for an unknown amount of time, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and his fingertips were instantly stained with a touch of floating ash.

He turned his head to look at Xiao Yu, stretched out his finger silently, and there was an oval black mark on the pad of his index finger.

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Xi didn't know what these two people were doing behind the scenes. His Highness and Shizi didn't make a sound to get him up, and he didn't dare to move, so he could only kneel stiffly.

"The servants below are careless. I don't worry about it. The imperial study is such an important place. Naturally, I have to come and see it in person."

"Eunuch Zhou really worked hard that day, that's all right, it's none of your business here, go down and rest."

Zhou Xi was taken aback, he didn't expect Xiao Yu to let them go so happily.

The little eunuch looked at him questioningly, Zhou Xi glared at him, and quickly stood up, "Thank you for your understanding, old servant, I will leave."

The two walked out quickly, and the door closed slowly.

Jun Rong asked puzzledly: "They obviously have tricks, why don't they ask again?"

Xiao Yu glanced at Yu An, "His Highness touched the dust, he must have known that Zhou Xi had lied, and he didn't clean it carefully at all."

"Well, it should be true that he said that the people below are lazy."

He looked at the ashes on his fingertips, Xiao Yu smiled and handed him a clean handkerchief: "Your Highness, wipe your hands."

"Thank you."

Xiao Yu tapped the table with his fingertips, scanned everything here one by one, patted the table at last, and said with a chuckle: "I know what he is doing now."

"Ok?"

Jun Rong raised his head, clutching the handkerchief, "What's the problem, my son?"

Xiao Yu: "Your Highness, take a closer look. There are many things on this imperial case, including the jade seal. If no one has touched it, the dust should be evenly distributed, but you see—"

She stretched out her hand and gestured vaguely on it: "There are obviously scratches here, which should be left when it was moved, and there are also shallow handprints on this booklet."

Jun Rong poked his head to look, and it was exactly as Xiao Yu said, the rice paper that was originally spread flat was covered with a layer of dust, but one side was in a mess, and there were still a few fingerprints on the memorial next to it, someone should have picked it up and opened it to read. Let go again.

"What are they looking for?"

Xiao Yu pondered for a moment and said, "It should be something like an imperial decree or a secret edict."

"My father passed away for many days, why are they looking for it now?"

Jun Rong picked up a memorial casually, opened it, and pursed her lips.

Although he has learned a few characters during this period of time, if he wants to read the memorial, it is simply a dream, and he can almost only recognize one character.

Xiao Yu also quickly flipped through the memorials. These were all sent up by the emperor when he was still alive, and they were trivial things that were of no value.

At the end of the page, she suddenly paused, why did Rongrong become silent?
She turned her head and looked to her side, seeing Jun Rong staring at the memorial in a daze, she gently snapped her fingers in his ear, "Come back to your senses."

Jun Rong was startled, and the light in his eyes quickly gathered.

He looked up at Xiao Yu: "My son..."

"There are flowers in this memorial, is it worth your attention?"

She stretched out her hand to take the folder out of Jun Rong's hand, glanced at it, and her eyes froze immediately, "This folder... the timing is a little bit good."

"Your Majesty's dragon body is in trouble. You should make plans as soon as possible, how to arrange the concubines in the harem, how to arrange the princes, and the Xiao family..."

Xiao Yu's voice paused, "Oh, I'm afraid that this book was written by the Grand Tutor, and between the lines, he almost pointed his nose and called my father a traitor, but he didn't dare to say it outright, beating around the bush. It's time to bury people."

Jun Rong suppressed the disappointment in his heart, "There are two handprints on this booklet, one on the left and one on the right. Someone must have read it."

Xiao Yu nodded and closed the folder: "I can probably guess what Zhou Xi is looking for—"

"I feel sorry for the imperial concubine—"

The voices overlapped, Xiao Yu stopped talking, turned his head to look outside the imperial study room, and chuckled lightly: "You came quickly."

Jun Rong came over from behind the case and stood beside Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu took the handkerchief from him and wiped the dragon chair again, "Your Highness, sit down."

Jun Rong's eyes widened: "Me?"

Xiao Yu nodded: "Yes, you. You are the future emperor, and your ascension to the throne is only a matter of a few days. It doesn't matter if it's sooner or later."

As she spoke, she pressed Junrong's thin shoulders with both hands, and pressed him on the chair.

"Squeak-"

The door opened, and there was a rustling sound, and then a soft female voice sounded: "Why don't you go and sit with me when the son is here?"

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