The sick and charming prince is also acting affectionately today

Chapter 8 The prince is back?
When others came out to spend money, Qin Wei came out to make money, instantly healed all the depression of today, and her mood was high.

Passing by a box, two words suddenly caught her ears, and she couldn't help but stop and listen carefully.

There were a lot of people inside, and the discussion was quite lively.

"As soon as the prince came back, the third prince was assassinated. If you say it has nothing to do with it, I wouldn't believe it if you were killed."

"The second prince's broken leg is still incomplete, and he has become a useless person, but the prince just eats vegetarian food and prays to Buddha for two years. It's really unfair."

"The crown prince is the heir, and he has both ability and virtue, benevolence and tolerance, how can he be so vicious and evil?"

"Mingzhu, speak carefully!" A cold voice stopped the man's rebellious words, and at the same time raised his eyes to look at the door.

The door is closed, and the inside cannot be seen from the outside, but a figure can be vaguely seen there.

One person walked quickly and opened the door wide, but the person at the door disappeared instantly.

"Ran."

A few people shut up instantly, quiet as a chicken.

I didn't feel it when I was talking about it just now, but if it was really heard and spread to the prince's ears, it would be troublesome.

Everyone looked at the man in the middle. He had an excellent face, with clear features, painted in ink, dressed in white, and had a slender and elegant figure.

Holding a folding fan, the gentleman is dignified, with the character and habits of a literati.

The elegant temperament carries the conceit and arrogance of the proud son of heaven, like a green bamboo that would rather bend than bend.

Even among a group of equally outstanding young people, he is exceptionally unique, he is the son of Ziqi who is as poetic as jade.

Wang Jingzhi looked back from the door, his expression remained unchanged, indifferent: "Misfortune comes from your mouth, be careful with your words."

The clear voice, like rain falling on the bamboo forest, is unique and sweet, and the scolding just now came from his mouth.

Song Yu, the grandson of the Song family, named Mingzhu, and Wang Jingzhi's best friend.

Knowing that he has made a mistake, his expression is sad, but he has a good attitude of admitting his mistake: "I made a mistake, I must pay attention to it in the future, mirror, what should I do now?"

Wang Jingzhi picked up the tea, took a sip in a leisurely manner, put the lid back on the cup and said calmly: "No hurry, even if it is really heard, what can one person say?"

The imperial power is supreme, and the most honorable under the royal family are the four major literary masters, the twelve literary clans, and the officials and officials of the court and Chinese are all from these great families.

Even if he is not a bloodline heir, he is still a student of worship.

Therefore, it is the civil officials who have the final say in the DPRK and China.

The Wang family is the head of the four major literary masters, and the Song family is also among the Twelve Qing Noble Clans.

The people sitting here are all sons and grandsons, and the emperor dare not punish easily, let alone a mere prince.

There is really no need to rush, but after all, it is still worrying to be heard by others.

Wang Jingzhi took the opportunity to reprimand: "The prince is still a prince, don't hold back your words in the future, if you face the prince directly, the consequences will be disastrous."

There needs to be a reason for the emperor to commit a crime, and it can be resisted by his own elders, but the prince is not.

The crown prince is moody and unpredictable, even the second prince dared to break his legs directly, and if he really crippled them, is it possible that he can still blame the crown prince?
The few people were also afraid for a while, and hurriedly cupped their hands: "Thank you brother Ziqi for reminding me, I will keep it in mind."
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Qin Hua didn't know what happened to the people in the room. In fact, she didn't understand their swearing at all. Her attention was all on one thing.

The prince is back?
when?
Why doesn't she know?
Qin Hua hurriedly returned to Jin Yan's box, waved everyone away as soon as she entered, then picked up the wine glass and poured the wine, drank it all down, and the spirits were exhausted.

Hot straight up.

Jin Yan frowned: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Qin Hua poured another glass of wine, poured it in fiercely, and stared at one place with a pair of eyes, shining brightly: "The prince is back!!"

The tone couldn't hide the excitement.

She waited for two years, but she came back.

Reconcile, must reconcile!
After being excited for a while, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Jin Yan suspiciously: "Why didn't you react at all?"

Jin Yan's expression was cold: "Why do you think I am so generous today?"

Qin Hua: "..." Is love a dead end?

After drinking another glass of wine, the mood gradually calmed down: "When did you know?"

Jin Yan: "Two days ago there were rumors of the return of the prince, but there was no movement in the court. It didn't sound true. However, the third prince was assassinated. Now it seems that the possibility is not small."

Two years ago, after the prince broke the second prince's leg, he was going to beat the third prince, but he was blocked by someone, and he was fined to practice Buddhism, and he was not even allowed to enter the bridal chamber.

Come back after these two years, with new and old hatreds, who will be the ones if not the third prince?

"Heh!" As expected of His Royal Highness.

This god is a world of literati, and the people who talk about it on weekdays are all great scholars and young talents from aristocratic families. If anyone is more famous than these people, it must be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Today's sage advocates literature and governs the world with benevolence and morality, but he has appointed a cruel and vicious prince with a strange personality, unruly behavior, and cruel methods. He takes pleasure in skinning Ling Chi, and breaking his brother's legs is considered light.

The notoriety is notorious, and it harms the world.

Two years ago, hundreds of officials and Confucians knelt down to write a letter, which made the crown prince sent to Moluo Temple to practice goodness. In a blink of an eye, two years passed, and the first thing the prince did when he returned was to kill someone.

The boundless Dharma failed to overcome this demon.

And it's even more tragic than them, this devil's scourge is her husband, and now she has to find a way to reconcile with her.

Put down the wine glass and stand up: "Let's go."

Raising his hand, he stuffed 500 taels of silver into Jin Yan's arms: "Save it for me, and buy me a drink when I come back alive."

Jin Yan raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he saw so much money from Qin Wei. When did he get rich?

A thought flashed by, now is not the time to pay attention to this matter: "You don't have to be so pessimistic, as far as I know, the prince is not a person who kills indiscriminately."

The prince is cruel, but if you carefully understand the people he killed, they may not be really innocent.

Compared with those who are domineering and do harm to the people, the prince has never harmed the common people.

Of course, this is a blessing for the common people, but a disaster for those rich children, which is why the prince is so hated by those people.

Qin Hua was silent for a moment, then asked sadly: "A crown princess who often slips out to drink flowers and wine, and even flirts with male courtesans, is it enough for the crown prince to kill him?"

Jin Yan: "..."

Very well, she found herself a particularly thorough crime.

"Take care! Don't worry, collect the corpse, burn the paper, and send the beautiful boy away, and I will never let you go alone."

Qin Hua kicked over: "Get lost!"

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