"Prince..."

The drunk little queen turned over and lay on the ground with her back on her eyes, looking at a point in the void with a distracted look, raising her hand to cover her eyes, "I wish I could take him away..."

Yan Huaishu's eyelashes trembled slightly and lowered his eyes.

So, she decided to leave.

The hall was silent, and even a needle could be heard. The suppressed low sob was particularly obvious. Tears soaked the sleeves that covered their eyes, making Jiang Jiang feel very sad.

"I... want to go home."

"I'm so uncomfortable here. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

"I'm just a waste, I can't do anything, and the canary can adapt, it's so hard for me to accept it... "

Yan Huaishu heard her aggrieved accusation and remembered what Yueya said. He raised his hand and held her in his arms, pressed her chin against her head, gently patted her back, and hugged her soft body tightly, "Don't cry, you just don't fit here."

The unique fragrance of the little queen lingers on her nose, as if she is throwing into the fragrant soft cotton candy. Yan Huaishu listens to her silent sob sound, and his eyes are filled with pain, "Go home, I'll take you home."

He kissed her hair lightly, restraining the thoughts that surged in his heart, "Jiang Jiang, don't be sad, I feel sorry."

However, the little queen in her arms had already been deeply trapped in the whirlpool of sadness. The drunkenness made her vent her grievances in a daze, and cried to tell her incompetence and clumsiness in this world.

Yan Huaishu hugged her quietly, giving her warmth and hugging her tightly in her arms, as if she had carved a place full of security in this world, allowing her to indulge in venting herself with confidence.

It was getting colder and colder, and it was already winter. The sky was filled with mist in the early morning. The sun in the sky had just risen and revealed a red tip. The entire imperial city had just recovered from its deep sleep.

In the East Palace, a man walked into the palace gate wearing a prince's robe with white background and gold patterns. He did not go directly to the study, but walked towards the bedroom.

"Your Highness." Nanling, who had been guarding outside the hall gate, whispered. Yan Huaishu glanced at the closed hall gate, "I haven't woken up yet?"

Nanling pushed open the hall gate, followed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince into the hall, and whispered, "No, I slept heavily after the hangover, probably I'll have to wait a while."

Yan Huaishu walked around the screen and entered the inner hall, and Nanling stopped waiting outside the screen.

A small hill was bulging on the bed in the inner hall. The woman's face was flushed and sweet under the brocade quilt. Yan Huaishu pushed her and rolled her to her messy hair, looking at her peaceful and clean sleeping face, her eyes were soft.

After tucking the quilt for her, Yan Huaishu stood up with confidence, and after leaving the bedroom, Nanling continued, "Miss Crescent has just arrived. Now I don't know if I have gone to the Constitutional Hall to meet His Majesty or go back to Fengqi Palace to prepare for breakfast."

"By the way, Your Highness, Changling is about to return to Shengjing."

"Yeah." Yan Huaishu nodded slightly, closed the hall door softly and turned toward the study.

The man sat down after the desk, "Is the official documents all here today?"

Nanling nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty just sent it here."

"Is there any other news about Changling?"

"The brother did not mention it in his letter. I think he was going to explain it clearly to His Highness in person."

When Yan Huaishu heard this, his eyes darkened. He then lowered his eyes, took a document and opened it, and whispered, "Has anyone ever been there on the side of His Highness Qin Qi?"

"Not yet..." Nanling just spoke, and heard someone gently knocking on the study room. The palace servant outside said respectfully, "Your Highness, Your Highness Qin Qi is asking for a meeting."

"Let him in."

Yan Huaishu put the pen and ink he had just picked up, then looked up at the boy in red who was striding into the study, his deep eyes flashed, "Is the matter of the Seventh Prince still going well?"

"It went very smoothly. Thank you for your trust and help from Qin." Qin Fuhua smiled freely, with a bit of ruthlessness. "If nothing unexpected happens, my father and the emperor cannot contact those people, so they will come to me again. They have no choice but to me as a chess piece."

"At that time, please ask Prince Yan to keep his promise."

"I will never go back on my word if I say something." Yan Huaishu's eyes were faint, "I just want Shengjing to be cleaner and not leave too many messy eyes and ears, which makes me upset."

"When His Highness Qin Qi cleaned up those people, he found the flower-selling girl the little queen mentioned?"

Qin Fuhua's eyes sterned when he heard this, "No, my people didn't see her, so they thought Prince Yan was yours and found her first."

"You didn't catch her..." Yan Huaishu's eyes suddenly darkened, and he still missed a fish. "I'm sorry to ask Your Highness Qin Qi to torture those who are still alive. That little girl would have found it earlier and feel more at ease."

A murderous intent flashed through Qin Fuhua's eyes, "Don't worry, Prince Yan, I will not let her live in this world."

If the little girl was still alive, if the father knew that his detailed work he had placed in Da Yan Shengjing was removed by his abandoned son, one by one, he would have broken his plan.

"Crown Prince Yan has nothing to do, I will go back to deal with those people."

Yan Huaishu nodded lightly, "Your Highness Qin Qi walked slowly, Nanling, and sent it to Youther Highness Seven."

Qin Fuhua raised his hand and bowed, and the red robe horn flew, and he stepped on his long robe and left the East Palace.

Like the Jade Palace, a wisp of smoke slowly melted into the air in the purple gold copper furnace, and a faint fragrance filled the entire palace. The beautiful woman in the inner hall was dressed in purple clothes and dressed in front of the mirror. The close maid Qing'er behind her was carefully inserting the rose gold hairpin into her hair.

"I heard..." Concubine Yan picked up a pair of blood-red jade earrings in the brocade box and put them in front of her eyes to play with her indifferent tone, "Did His Majesty go to the little queen yesterday?"

Qing'er took the blood jade earrings from Concubine Yan's hand, carefully passed through her ear hole, and replied softly, "I heard that the little queen seems to be confined, I don't know what happened."

"So suddenly?" The beautiful woman in the bronze mirror looked a little surprised in her eyes. "I thought His Majesty was going to let the little queen take over the six palaces and hold the phoenix seal for her."

In her eyes, the little queen is too special.

Not only her, but even His Majesty is too special. His Majesty never favors the little queen, but he holds her like a pearl in his hand.

He did not love her as much as a favored concubine, but if he said he favored her like a princess, how could he give her the position of queen?

Concubine Yan couldn't figure out what Emperor Qiming was thinking, but even if the Prime Minister tried his best to find out anything.
Chapter completed!