Xiao Chuji tightened his grip, and looked up at her with his narrow eyes, a cold and amusing look in them.

"If that's the case, I should be very happy."

Jiang Zhiyu raised her eyebrows. "Unfortunately, Your Highness guessed wrong. When the male protagonist saw her, he passed out as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world."

Jiang Kangan raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Xiao Chuji: "..."

There was a hint of hostility in his eyes. Jiang Zhiyu continued, "Not only that, but after that, the stand-in called out to him, and when the hero opened his eyes and saw that face again, he fainted again. This cycle repeated itself over and over again. Every time the stand-in called out, the hero fainted."

"It's obvious that this is the person you're deeply in love with, the one you've been thinking about day and night, but when you actually meet him, you're left with nothing but fear and terror, even to the point of fainting from fear. How can this not be ridiculous? This is pure idiocy."

Jiang Kangan couldn't help laughing out loud, but Xiao Chuji couldn't even force a smile.

Don’t think he didn’t hear it. What story? Jiang Zhiyu was clearly referring to himself!

However, no one should know what happened to him in Yurong Mansion. Jiang Zhiyu knew it so clearly. Xiao Chuji would never believe it if someone said that this matter had nothing to do with them.

"Miss Jiang is quite knowledgeable."

Xiao Chuji replied indifferently, then looked at Jiang Kangan: "Yurong, was it you who killed her? Was it you who also arranged for Xiurong to be killed?"

【Isn't this pure paranoia? 】

[Another love-brained (impure), extremely suspicious, mentally retarded, and paranoid.]

[The buffs are really fully stacked.]

Jiang Kangan lowered his eyes: "No."

Xiao Chuji pursed his lips slightly, his eyes filled with suspicion and mistrust.

Jiang Kang'an sighed slightly, feeling exhausted. "Your Highness, since you don't believe me, why bother asking me? You've already decided on the so-called answer in your heart. No matter what I say, you won't listen. There's no point in talking like this."

Instead of talking about this, it would be better for the two of them to just have a fight, as Zhiyu said.

Xiao Chuji didn't feel embarrassed at all because of what he pointed out, and just looked at him steadily.

There seemed to be a silent confrontation in the air.

Jiang Zhiyu tapped the table with her fingertips: "It's so annoying. You're just like Pinduoduo. Every time I see you, I either want to fight you or chop you down."

Although Xiao Chuji didn't know what Pinduoduo was, he could still understand the following words.

The two guards behind him had their hands on the hilts of their swords, looking at Jiang Zhiyu vigilantly.

Before Xiao Chuji could say anything, Jiang Kang'an put down the teacup. The sound of the teacup hitting the table easily attracted everyone's attention.

Jiang Kang'an stood up and looked at Xiao Chuji with a fierce look in his eyes. "This is the last time I will come to keep your appointment. I only saved Yurong's life from bandits many years ago. We will never meet again. Whether your Highness believes it or not is entirely up to you."

"I don't know why Your Highness is angry with me because of her, but Kang An is a vindictive person. He will eventually take revenge on Your Highness for all the things that happened before. Please be patient and wait."

Xiao Chuji's face suddenly darkened.

Jiang Kang'an ignored him and turned around to leave the house with Jiang Zhiyu.

Xiao Chuji could still hear their conversation:

Jiang Kangan: "Do you like that tea set?"

Jiang Zhiyu: "Brother, how did you figure that out?"

Jiang Kangan didn't answer, but chuckled and said, "I've already memorized the pattern on it. When I get back home, I'll have someone give me a beating..."

Xiao Chuji couldn't hear what was said after that.

He picked up the teacup and looked at it carefully, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Chuji suddenly threw the teacup in his hand. Everyone was startled and fell to their knees.

Xiao Chuji didn't even glance at them. He just stared at the debris on the ground and said coldly, "This ugly, annoying thing is not worthy of appearing before me. Throw it away."

…

The sun was setting in the west. The emperor had just written the four words "no need to submit another memorial" on a memorial impeaching Jiang Zhiyu for inaction when the words of the captain kneeling below made his hands tremble.

"Say it again." The emperor suspected that he had heard it wrong.

The captain knelt on the ground, trembling with fear. "Your Majesty, according to the spies, His Royal Highness the Third Prince personally said today that he wanted to revolt. Not a single word was added, not a single word was false. Jiang Wenjing, Jiang Zhiyu, and the spy named Ji Tong were all present at the time."

Are the juvenile fish present too?

His hand was suspended in mid-air, and the ink on the brush dripped down, smudged the word "奏" he had just written. Fuping called out softly, and the emperor withdrew his thoughts.

He raised his hand and tore up the memorial.

Compared to the furious emperor, the unfathomable emperor in front of them made them more frightened.

No one dared to breathe, and the emperor frowned.

They're all dirty.

Fu Ping hurriedly cleaned up the crumbs on the table. The emperor looked at Qian Hu with a bit of curiosity and asked, "What did he say?"

Judging from the emperor's expression, he didn't seem particularly angry. The captain coughed softly, his tone carrying a hint of laughter: "Initially, Jiang Wenjing sent a visiting card, inviting the Third Prince to reminisce about the past. The Third Prince accepted the invitation, and it seems that he misunderstood that Miss Jiang was drinking herbal tea, and even attacked her."

"After they sat down, Jiang Wenjing sighed. The Third Prince suddenly thought of something and announced his intention to revolt, which frightened everyone else."

"The Third Prince didn't seem to have considered the subsequent plans. Jiang Wenjing then pointed out Jiang Zhiyu's identity as an imperial censor. The Third Prince seemed very embarrassed and left in a hurry without saying a word."

He told the story vividly, and apart from the summary, even the reactions and words of everyone at that time were recorded word for word.

It made the emperor feel as if he was there.

emperor:"……"

Maybe it was because of the father-son bond, but he seemed to be able to sense Xiao Yanli’s embarrassment.

but……

The emperor asked, "He doesn't know Zhiyu's identity?"

This shouldn't be the case. Is there anyone in Shengjing who doesn't know Zhiyu's identity?

This is probably what storytellers love to talk about the most.

"I don't know," the captain shook his head, also a little surprised. "Not only does he not know Jiang Zhiyu's identity, he doesn't even know about the incident between Prince Yu and Prince Nan Gu that caused such a stir a few days ago."

emperor:"!!!"

They knew nothing and yet they rebelled.

The emperor didn't know whether to admire his courage or feel sad for his intelligence.

He withdrew his gaze from Qian Hu with a hint of disappointment: "I understand."

Why are all my sons so disappointing!

Let’s not talk about the eldest brother for now. The second brother is like a madman for a woman. The third brother... I thought he was a patient man for many years, but it turned out that he is as stupid as a pig. The fourth brother is even more useless and only thinks about beautiful women!