My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

The situation is far worse than imagined.

Perhaps it was because of the punishment he received last time that Renyi spoke more conservatively this time.

Amidst the faint sweet smell, several waiters were busy bringing the newly brewed pitch black medicinal soup into the room. The lights in the Seventh Prince's Mansion were brightly lit.

A group of solemn-looking imperial doctors filed in. The prince supported Empress Wu and stood in the courtyard.

The night wind is bleak.

Ning Junzhan was only wearing a thin tunic with a wide open collar and splendid red marks. He could tell at a glance that he had just been brought from the gentle land of some beautiful woman.

His face was full of impatience at being disturbed by others, but after a few breaths he finally couldn't hold it back.

"Mother, it's so cold, let's go back. Anyway, there are so many people here, Seventh Brother, and we are not imperial doctors. What's the use of standing here and blowing the cold wind?"

Empress Wu held a string of rosary beads, half-closed her eyes, and muttered something. Hearing this, he frowned and scolded, "Qi'er is still inside, and the severity of his injuries is unknown. As an elder brother, don't you worry about it and still have the intention to go back?"

She has been worshiping Buddha for many years, and her body carries a very faint scent of sandalwood. Even if he gets angry, his words are soft and non-threatening.

Such a mother's ability to suppress a rebellious son is limited.

As expected, the prince waved his sleeves angrily, "You only have eyes for Lao Qi! He is your biological son!"

The rebellious words made Empress Wu's lips tremble with anger.

Fortunately, Yan Conling arrived in time and "I have met the Queen and His Royal Highness."

"Miss Yan." Empress Wu regained her gentle expression and stepped forward to help her, "Get up quickly, Qi'er has been taking care of you all this time."

Yan Conling didn't dare to let her help her, so she quickly stood up before the other party reached out.

"The Queen has spoken harshly."

Under the bright white moonlight, the lake behind the rockery was calm, neither making waves nor turning red.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and didn't plan to go in.

Soon, the door curtain was opened, and an imperial doctor with white hair and beard walked out. Yan Conling recognized it at a glance, it was the retired former imperial doctor Ling...

"The Queen, Your Highness, the Seventh Prince's injury is stable."

When Empress Wu heard this, she hurriedly chanted the blessing of Bodhisattva, "That's good, that's good."

Since there was no fear of life, Yan Congling's trip got down to business. Neither the queen nor the prince could be questioned directly by her, so she reached out and grabbed the maid in yellow clothes.

"Miss Azhi, what's going on tonight?"

"The prince entered the palace today and was attacked by a flying tiger beast patrolling the city when he was riding a carriage back to the palace."

She described it succinctly.

Yan Conling immediately frowned and said in disbelief, "Flying Tiger Beast? How is this possible?"

Her second senior brother learned the art of animal training from her uncle, and within three years he excelled in the art. The uncle actually said that he had never seen anyone more talented than her second senior brother.

Ever since she was a child, she had never seen a beast tamed by her second senior brother go out of control.

How could the Flying Tiger Beast attack ordinary people for no reason other than instructions and evil aura?

The evil atmosphere...

Suddenly something occurred to her, her face darkened, she grabbed Ah Zhi and asked, "Who did the prince see in the palace?"

"Don't be nervous." The woman's voice was soft and had the power to calm people's hearts.

"It was the Holy Spirit who came to the palace. He said that the alchemists in the palace heard that the prince had such a strange body, so they wanted to try it."

"But the prince only brought back the pills they gave him and did not eat them."

Growing up in a deep palace, Ning Fengli would not understand this truth.

"I followed the prince into the palace. Apart from the palace people, the only people I saw along the way were the Holy Emperor, the alchemist, and... Concubine Yao and the prince." Ah Zhi patted the back of her hand twice, feeling an inexplicable feeling. A feeling of familiarity arises from deep within.

Yan Conngling didn't have time to study it carefully and was startled, "Yao Guifei?" "It's her." Ah Zhi nodded, "She was standing on the road admiring the flowers. When the prince passed by, he came up to see her..."

But there is only one way from the main entrance of the palace to the palace where the old emperor often stayed.

Ah Zhi's voice was very low, so low that it seemed extremely cold in the cold night. "After the accident, the flying tiger beast was killed by Chief Li on the spot. If nothing else happens, there should be no flying tiger beasts in the Imperial Capital in the future. .”

The existence that the emperor was originally afraid of was even more impossible to keep after something happened.

Yan Conling's throat was dry, "Then how is my second senior brother doing now?"

If something goes wrong with a tamed beast, the tamer will naturally be severely criticized.

"After Chief Li killed the flying tiger beast, he personally ordered the person to be taken into custody." The woman's palm was soft, and she could vaguely feel a scar. Ah Zhi let go of her hand, took a step back and said, "So, nothing will happen to me, don't worry."

After all, Chief Li and the Seventh Prince were there to protect it.

But there was no way the flying tiger beast could survive.

Li Zhendao knew that Yue Lingheng couldn't do it, so he decided to be the executioner immediately.

Snow began to fall from the sky again.

The snow beads fell down like broken threads, getting bigger and bigger as they fell. The group of palace people held umbrellas and crowded around the queen and prince in twos and threes. Yan Conling stopped outside the crowd and bowed out.

Before he could leave, an oil-paper umbrella leaned back on its own. The umbrella was covered with blood-red plum blossoms, blocking out all the falling snow.

The man's knuckled hand also reached over and brushed away the broken snow on her shoulders.

Underneath the frivolity, the movements are gentle.

"Why don't you give Miss Yan a ride alone?"

Yan Conling failed to hide.

No one in the entire imperial capital knows the prince's virtues.

But for so long, she has never done anything beyond her. She only thought that the other party was not interested in her. Why did he suddenly...

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness." Yan Congling took a step back and said respectfully.

"It's late at night, the snow is heavy, and the road is slippery and difficult to travel. Your Highness's safety is the top priority."

She declined politely.

The other party didn't speak. Yan Conling lowered his head and couldn't see his face. I can only feel that his eyes seem to be falling on me...

After a while, the red plum umbrella was put into her hands.

The condescending voice was flat, with no emotion, "In that case, Miss Yan, please go back with Gu's umbrella, so as to protect yourself from the wind and snow."

The prince naturally does not lack this umbrella.

Most of them were protected by the surrounding palace people.

Therefore, Yan Conling did not refuse this time, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your consideration."

The moment she took the umbrella, the man's slender knuckles covered her wrist and rubbed it sideways.

This time, it really went beyond that.

Yan Conngling was frightened and was about to struggle.

"Zhan'er!"

Empress Wu, who was standing behind and could see clearly, reprimanded her biological son for his outrageous behavior, "What are you doing? Miss Yan is a married girl!"

"so what?"

Ning Junzhan smiled lowly and let go of his white wrist. In the snowy night, there was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, "If you like it... just grab it."