Fast time travel: the sick villain pretends to be kind

Chapter 43
Everyone wanted to refute something, but they couldn't do anything, only Yan Si laughed lightly.

A pair of green pupils seemed to be emitting a faint light, staring at Yuan Huaili steadily, like a poisonous snake in the dark, ready to explode and kill people.

Yuan Huaili pretended not to see him, lazily raised the book in his hand, "Everyone, it's getting dark, please go back."

Chuxiu Palace - the temporary residence of the beautiful women in the palace.

Although the decoration of Xiunu's wing room is more spacious and grand than that of the palace people, it is also a room for four people, and the privacy is not good, but there are exceptions. If the family has strength and can manage the female officials in the palace, they can send their daughters to the one-person room .

In every ordinary beautiful girl's room, the lively chirping sound is indispensable.

As for the elder sister who was missed by the Yuan family——Yuan Linglong, her heart was also filled with contradictory joy at this moment.

"Sister Linglong, have you heard that His Highness actually selected a dozen young sons-in-law in the main hall of Tianhe Palace today! His Majesty is so indulgent!" The woman who spoke was the daughter of a certain county official, and she was straightforward and innocent.

Yuan Linglong smiled faintly, and her eyes were filled with the sadness of the Jiangnan Water Village, "Of course I have heard that such a big event has already been spread in the palace."

"I'm so envious of Your Highness!" The woman cupped her face and sighed, "Your Majesty really loves His Highness."

Yuan Linglong shook her head lightly, "Don't make unreasonable remarks about Your Majesty."

"Sister Linglong, you are so beautiful, you will definitely be selected!" The woman hurriedly changed the subject, "And... sister, I heard from the court lady that His Majesty will definitely choose you!"

"Why?" Yuan Linglong's heart tightened, "My appearance is not stunning, and my family background is not noble."

"I don't know." The woman shook her head.

Yuan Linglong lowered her eyes, "Go to bed earlier."

She recalled the advice of the elders in the clan, asking her to behave well, if she entered the harem, the Yuan family would be able to gain power in the court and win more opportunities for the children of the clan.

But her parents and younger brother hoped that she would fail the election and return home, and live a carefree life.

Yuan Linglong turned sideways, closed her eyes, two lines of tears fell on the pillow, and wet the pillow towel.

The undercurrent in the palace is surging, and all the threads are tied to Hanlong Palace.

As the night darkened, the lights in the palace were not extinguished, but gradually fell into dead silence.

Everything is silent in the dark, but flickering in the dark, waiting for the new life when the dawn breaks.

On the third day of the palace banquet, unexpected changes suddenly occurred.

"The poor monk's name is Fayun. He is a wandering monk. A month ago, it was estimated that the capital city is full of evil spirits, and there is fear that evil spirits will cause trouble!"

The monk in cassock is holding Buddhist beads in his hands, standing under the Tianhe Palace with his eyes half closed.

In the high position, Pei Huaizhi was expressionless, while Yici was holding a piece of chestnut cake with great interest and smiling.

Everyone in the hall changed their faces and sat upright.

The monk continued to look up at Pei Huaizhi, "Your Majesty, if you don't get rid of this monster, your strength will be lost for thousands of years!"

Yici burst out laughing, seeing everyone looking at her, she said loudly: "Master, there has never been a country that has ruled for more than a thousand years, how do you judge that Daqian can make this exception?"

Everyone bowed their heads one after another, apprehensive in their hearts, lest His Majesty would be angry.

Pei Huaizhi glanced at Yici, "Zhaoyang, don't be rude."

He really wants to pass on the great work to the descendants of all generations, but he also knows that it is rare for the descendants of all generations to find a little Ah Ci.

"Your Majesty! This monster is the best at deceiving people!" The monk looked at Yici firmly, "Please put him to death, Your Majesty! And make a big effort to bring peace!"

"presumptuous!"

Pei Huaizhi threw the cup on the table and smashed it hard on the steps, frightening everyone in the palace to kneel down and tremble.

The hall is full of fear, and everyone is frightened.

Concubine Chen Gui slightly raised her head and looked towards the monk, revealing a smile that must be won, and her eyes were sullen.

She wants Zhaoyang to die!
She is going to give birth to His Majesty's prince!
She is going to be the master of this harem!
"Since Master Fayun is an eminent monk, he must be able to fight evildoers~"

Yici tugged Pei Huaizhi's hand reassuringly, then walked briskly towards His Highness.

The monk's eyes changed, and he felt flustered randomly, and his feet seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

"You witch! Don't confuse people's hearts!"

The monk bit the bullet, with an upright face, holding the Buddha beads in his hands in front of him, as if he was in front of the common people.

"Master, do you have evidence?" Yi Ci turned cold, "Or, what kind of evildoer is this hall? Fox demon? Snake demon? Deer demon?"

The monk's voice trembled, his hands shaking the beads, his voice amplified a lot, "Fox demon! You are a fox demon!"

It seems that the loud voice can make people believe him.

It seems that the loud voice speaks the truth.

"How many tails does this temple have?"

Pei Huaizhi chuckled, putting away the overwhelming anger in his heart, seeing this, Wei Deshan got up from the ground, and gave Yici's side people a wink, everyone stood up one after another, seeing the situation, His Highness acted like a philanthropist, tacitly Take your seat.

The monk was heartbroken: "Nine articles!"

"Really?" Yici's tone was curious and coaxing, "Then can you see it?"

"nature."

"Hmm... But the hall has already lost a tail for cultivating the human form~" Yici said in an aggrieved voice, "Then can the master connect one for the hall?"

Yici winked at the corner, Yuan Huaili stepped forward slowly, and presented the fox tail in his hand.

"Grandmaster?"

'Boom—'

The monk rolled his eyes and fell straight onto the hall.

Yi Ci: "..."

Is the mental quality so bad?

Yuan Huaili took the opportunity to step on his foot, and saluted with a straight face, "His Royal Highness, the master is asleep."

Everyone: "..."

Got it!

Princess Zhaoyang can't be messed with!

A discerning person knows what this farce is about, and has thought about it in his heart.

"Yanshu, remember to be sensible in the Princess Mansion in the future, and don't offend His Highness." The Minister of Rites couldn't help telling his son.

Shen Yanshu lowered his eyes, "My son understands."

"Also, although you are a man, but you have entered the princess mansion, you have to remember that you are the princess' servant, the princess's dog, you are the princess's husband if you put it nicely, you are the plaything raised by the princess .”

Seeing Shen Yanshu's immature and handsome face and his scholarly demeanor, the Minister of Rites was worried that his son would not be willing to let go of his nonsense literati character, worried that he would care about his face, and even more worried that he would not serve the princess well and implicate the Shang Shufu.

He could only ruthlessly tear apart the arrogance in Shen Yanshu's heart.

So as not to be implicated in the future Shangshufu.

Shen Yanshu's face turned pale, he clenched his fist tightly, and barely uttered a few words: "My son understands."

At the end of the three-day banquet, the Chen family was found to be related to the eminent monk case without accident. Since then, the glorious Chen family has come to an end, and the harem has also been reshuffled in the new round of drafts.

In spring, catkins are flying and dancing in the wind.

"Your Highness, you...you agree to our study in the Imperial College?"

Shen Yanshu became seriously ill after returning from the palace banquet, his face was still pale at this time, but the sickness could not conceal the exuberant joy on his face.

He thought he was going to study female celebrities in the Princess Mansion in the future!

"Your Highness, are you serious?!"

As the second son of the Minister of Dali Temple, Yin Wuhui knew that only one son of an official could enter the Imperial Academy, and he happened to be the second son, so he never expected to get the opportunity to enter the Imperial Academy.

Yan Si was dressed in a white long gown, thinly dressed, with white gauze covering her eyes, "Your Highness..."

Hesitant to speak.

(End of this chapter)