This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Who would have thought that so much could happen in one day?

Emperor Yan's decree was changed at night, causing a heated discussion among the ministers.

Capriciousness is indeed a sign of fainting!

Emperor Yan is really old, and the imperial physicians said that he has recovered from his illness. I'm afraid he's gone mad after returning to the light?

The night was dark, but there was an uninvited guest in King Ling's mansion.

Chu Ziling played with the soft fox tail in his hand.

The tail seemed to be cut from a full-term fox. It was short and cute, and the odor was removed. It was made into a pendant and hung around his waist. It was pretty tight.

There was a bit of carelessness in his expression, a silk scarf was wrapped around his neck, and some bruises were faintly visible, as if someone had pinched him.

"The prime minister came here late at night, what's the matter?" he asked lightly, looking at the person sitting across from him.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it won't work." Du Ruhui said solemnly.

Chu Ziling's face didn't change. This topic seemed to be of less interest to him than the foxtail in his hand. "Isn't this obvious?"

"I heard that Your Majesty got better after Han Wen entered the palace, but after that, His Majesty met the Prince and the others in private, and changed the edict immediately, but Han Wen did not appear again." Du Ruhui paused, "I think someone has come. It's gone."

"So what?" Chu Ziling looked at him blankly.

A bull-nosed old man is gone, what's the deal with him?

"If Your Majesty goes, the Yan Dynasty will be in the Prince's pocket." Du Ruhui looked at him sharply, "There are not many opportunities, if King Ling is still awake, how can the ministers feel at ease!"

Chu Ziling was silent for a while, then smiled: "How can there be any ministers, don't they all obey the Prime Minister's orders."

"One day, they will completely obey your orders, King Ling. The premise is that you want them to see hope!" Du Ruhui said solemnly: "Have you never thought about that position?!"

"I thought about it, is it important?"

Since when will anyone care what he thinks?

From start to finish, it wasn't all what his mother wanted, what his uncle wanted.

There was a faint mockery on Chu Ziling's face, but she did not hide it.

Du Ruhui looked at him deeply, and said silently for a while: "King Ling still remembers the things that happened when he was a child?"

Chu Ziling didn't say a word, she tilted her head and asked lazily, "Did something happen when you were a kid?"

Du Ruhui became more and more silent.

Chu Ziling would become like this, and he knew the reason too well.

In the end, he is also his nephew. It is impossible to say that he has no feelings at all.

"Your Majesty remembers my Du family. Your mother has worked hard in the palace. You have hated the Du family since you were young, and your mother can't do anything to protect you even if you want to."

"Mmmm." Chu Ziling nodded and smiled, "Yes, there is nothing I can do. So even if the rank is equal, even if he is promoted to a rank, he will turn a blind eye to it."

Du Ruhui pursed his lips and said nothing.

indeed.

He couldn't find a reason to justify himself.

Emperor Yan's hatred for the Du family was all because of him. Du Rufeng entered the palace as a concubine, and Emperor Yan gave him an ugly marriage, torturing the Du family day after day.

The situation improved after Du Rufeng gave birth to Chu Ziling.

In the first year, Du Ruhui really thought that because of his blood relatives, Emperor Yan was finally willing to spare the Du family generously, but he never thought that it was just the beginning of a nightmare.

Since when?

It was probably that after Chu Ziling was able to babble and walk, the tortures and tortures that he had been inflicted on this child in turn.

Everyone thought that Emperor Yan was doting on Chu Ziling until the back... Du Ruhui saw with his own eyes how Emperor Yan peeled off a layer of human skin from Chu Ziling's back.

At that time, he stumbled back to the house as if he had been hooked, lest the next one to be skinned would be himself.

Cowardly and cowardly like a cud!

On that day, he made up his mind!

No more puppy dog!

What did he do after that? It seemed so long ago that even these memories became blurred.

He got the power as he wished, and climbed to the position of Prime Minister step by step.

Then he ignored Chu Ziling's experience again and again, and even sighed at his tenacious vitality! He actually survived, and survived the torture day after day, year after year!

It's just that every time he thinks of it, Du Ruhui always has a conscience uneasy.

So he was determined to put Chu Ziling on the throne!

Support this Yan Emperor's most hated son as the crown prince!

Du Ruhui returned to reality and said again: "You have suffered too much in the past, so you should not give up now! The throne should belong to you!"

Chu Ziling looked at him with a smile: "Does it belong to me, or to the Du family?"

Du Ruhui's eyes flashed, "Of course it is King Ling, uncle, I will always be your most loyal servant."

Chu Ziling didn't say anything, and didn't even bother to put on a mocking expression, maintaining her usual mask-like smile.

"What uncle wants to do, you can do it yourself. My thoughts are not important, isn't it?"

Du Ruhui didn't say anything, and there was no joy or anger on his face. He got up and bowed his hands to him before leaving, but left a sentence as he left: "Since this is the case, then King Ling will stay in the mansion honestly during this period of time!"

Chu Ziling sat in the seat without speaking.

Sihe was silent, and even the shadow of the guards could not be seen, as if he was the only one left.

After a while, he chuckled softly.

"It's really boring..."

A ghostly female voice suddenly sounded, as if it came from a distant shore.

"...What if I could make you interesting?"

"Who are you?" Chu Ziling's pupils dilated slightly, there was still nothingness in front of him, and there was no one, but the voice seemed to sound in his mind.

Hiding in the dark, doubts flashed in the eyes of the guards in charge of surveillance.

Who is King Ling talking to? There is clearly no one around him, is he talking to himself?

The voice continued to ring in his mind, with a strong bewitching meaning: "I can give you the person you want."

There was ridicule in Chu Ziling's eyes, "What does this king want?"

"...the ones you were born with incompleteness."

The smile gradually disappeared from Chu Ziling's face, and the haze gradually climbed up, followed by an even more bizarre smile to the corner of his eyes.

"It's very tempting. With this magical power, you're not a human being. You took great pains to find me here. After thinking about it, there is only one possibility."

He casually said, "Are you trying to deal with my imperial sister?"

In my mind, the voice never appeared again.

Just when Chu Ziling thought that the other party had left, the voice came again, but this time it was with a gloomy smile.

"It's not just her that I want to deal with..."

...

Under the underworld, Tsing Yi woke up and turned around.

In a trance, she felt as if there was something more in her eyebrows.

She immediately called out Shuijing to take a look, and saw that there was a shallow mountain character pattern on the center of her eyebrows.

Breathing suddenly choked.

Old white face, you big idiot!

She jumped out of bed and rushed out barefoot to find Xiao Jue.

Suddenly thinking of something again, he turned around in a hurry, and obediently stepped on the clogs that Xiao Jue put on her before falling asleep.

Looking down, she saw two words written on the back of her foot.

Together: wear! shoe!

For a moment, he wanted to laugh, he gritted his teeth, but he couldn't help but soften his eyes.

Beiyin, ah Beiyin, paint the ground as a prison, you are trying to confine the old lady to death!

[Author's digression]: In the second chapter today, I stayed up late and wrote the update.