The arrogant expression on the Second Prince's face became even more pronounced.

Xia Miaoyuan pondered for a long time, and could not help but approach the Second Prince and asked in a low voice: "Did Second Brother make these on the street?"

The Second Prince raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Of course! But the doggerel was written by Han Qingbo."

[This trick works really well!] Xia Miaoyuan sighed inwardly and gave the Second Prince a thumbs up.

Now, the conflicts between Han Lie, Zhu Ling and Liang Chaozong have reached the point of breaking out.

The Second Prince and his men deliberately spread rumors about the affair between Zhu Ling and Liang Chaozong in the market. Zhu Ling would definitely think that Han Lie did it out of anger.

This will make the conflict between them even more serious.

…

Three days passed in a flash. For various reasons, Zhu Ling announced to the public that the little emperor was unwell and suspended his court attendance.

The little emperor was in a bad mood and had been hiding in his bedroom for days, not going out.

Early that morning, before daybreak, the little emperor woke up.

This is the time when he usually gets up to attend court. He will wake up automatically at this time every day. It has become a habit.

He didn't want to sleep anymore, so he put on his clothes and got out of bed.

Bei'an, the personal eunuch, hurriedly brought him clothes to change into.

"Your Majesty, would you like to have breakfast now?" Bei'an asked with his eyes lowered.

The little emperor waved his hand and said, "No need. I won't be attending court today. I want to go out for a stroll."

After saying that, the little emperor opened the door and walked out, leaving Bei'an alone to follow him.

At this time, it was still dark and the palace was shrouded in hazy light.

The little emperor just felt depressed and didn't know where to go, so he just walked forward aimlessly.

A master and a servant walked along the dim palace road.

Just as the little emperor walked to a corner, he heard a burst of low laughter.

There has always been a rule in the palace that forbids palace maids from joking around. Seeing this, Bei An was about to step forward and scold him.

The little emperor waved his hand, stopped Bei'an and stopped.

I saw a huge wooden cart parked at the corner, with two wooden barrels as tall as a person on it.

That was the manure cart that came to collect the toilet buckets from each palace early every morning, and the ones joking were the two young eunuchs who emptied the toilet buckets.

The little emperor hid himself in the shadows and listened attentively. The conversation between the two eunuchs could be vaguely heard.

A eunuch asked, "Is that male favorite you mentioned really Mr. Liang? He's a bit old, isn't he?"

Another one said disdainfully, "What do you know? Those who are too young, although physically strong, often lack skills. Those who are in their early thirties, with decent physical strength and rich experience, will have more fun playing like that!"

The eunuch from earlier lowered his voice and said, "It is said that when she served the late emperor, she was very skilled in seduction. I wonder what the situation is like now in bed with Mr. Liang?"

This was followed by a burst of playful laughter.

At this time, the little emperor and Bei'an had already heard most of the conversation between the two.

The little emperor clenched his fists tightly, making a crackling sound. Bei'an glanced at him secretly and his face turned pale with fright.

"Your Majesty, let me deal with those two guys who are spewing shit all the time!" Bei'an Xiaoyi said.

"No need!" The little emperor shouted coldly and strode towards the manure cart.

Just as the two young eunuchs were about to pull the manure cart forward, they saw a tall figure walking towards them angrily in the darkness, and they were immediately frightened.

The little emperor rushed up to the two men and kicked them in the chest.

The two men fell to the ground and were about to curse when they looked up and found that the person in front of them was wearing a bright yellow robe.

In the Dai Viet Palace, there is no prince and only the emperor can wear a bright yellow robe.

The two were trembling with fear.

"Tell me! Where did you hear what you just said?" The little emperor stepped on one of the eunuchs and asked sternly.

The eunuch who was being stepped on trembled and said, "Your Majesty, please spare me. We heard it outside the palace."

The young emperor was furious and asked Bei'an to bring the two back to the bedroom and interrogate them carefully. Only then did he find out that the whole capital was talking about the romantic affair between the Empress Dowager and the imperial tutor Mr. Liang.

The eunuchs and maids in the palace were also discussing this matter secretly.

It's just that he doesn't know it.

The young emperor was so angry that he ordered his men to drag the two eunuchs down and pull out their tongues. He then smashed his bedroom with all kinds of violence, and only then did he calm down a little.

Inside Shouxi Palace, Zhu Ling had just finished breakfast and was brooding over her recent worries when she heard a young eunuch run in and report, "Empress Dowager, His Majesty has arrived in a rage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Haoming strode in with a frosty look on his face.

He walked in without even bowing to Zhu Ling, but just glared at her angrily.

"Ming'er, what are you doing..." Zhu Ling immediately felt guilty when she saw her son's expression.

The palace servants in the room had already retreated after being signaled to do so, and the last person to leave the room even closed the door.

Yue Haoming then said, "Your Majesty, do you know that your affair with Mr. Liang has spread throughout the palace and the entire capital!"

"Right now, the common people and palace maids are using this as a topic of conversation after dinner."

"Hmph! What's more, they even composed your own doggerel, and now all the children in the capital are singing it."

Zhu Ling's expression changed drastically, and she looked at her son in disbelief, "How could this happen?!"

"That day in Nanyuan, I dealt with all the palace maids present."

Zhu Ling looked at her son helplessly, not knowing whether to stand or sit, her face full of embarrassment.

"It must have been done by Princess Anguo's people!" Zhu Ling shouted.

"Daxia is hoping that there will be civil unrest in Great Yue!"

The little emperor frowned, "How could it be them? They didn't even know that the man was Mr. Liang, so how could they spread rumors that you and Mr. Liang were having an affair!"

Zhu Ling held her head in her hands, as if forcing herself to calm down and think. After a moment of silence, she said, "It's Han Lie, it must be that Han Lie!"

"It must be because he advised me to drive Mr. Liang away last time, but I refused, and he holds a grudge against me!" Zhu Ling's face was ferocious.

"Han Lie, you old bastard, do you think you can control me by spreading rumors about me?"

On that day, Zhu Ling, as the little emperor, issued an edict, ordering Han Lie to stay at home and recuperate, and not to enter the palace, go out, or meet guests without the emperor's order.

To put it bluntly, this is a curfew.

Zhu Ling even sent ten imperial guards to guard the gate of Han's mansion.

When Han Lie learned about the house arrest order, he was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Well, Zhu Ling, how dare you kill me like this!"

Mrs. Han panicked and wiped the blood off Han Lie with a handkerchief.

Han Lie took a deep breath, forced himself to sit up, stared at the nothingness before him, and said word by word: "I, Han Lie, have had a rough life. How can I be defeated so easily by villains like you!?"

"Even if I am dying, I will fight you with all my might!"

That night, Han Lie sent his confidant to deliver a message to the right prime minister.

At the second watch of the night, a man in a black cloak slipped in from the corner gate of Han's mansion.