Everything Under Heaven Belongs to Me

My father, on horseback, is the empire's dragon commander; off horseback, he is the current prime minister. People call me the Young Prime Minister.

My father and I both feared being slau...

Chapter 30 Sleep! At most, holding hands is allowed!

Zhao Cheng got dressed and washed up, rubbed his lower back, then pushed open the door and went out to breathe in the first fresh air of the morning.

Then I saw a stunningly beautiful face.

"Good morning, sis!!"

Seeing that Yang Taozhi didn't speak while giving a half-smile, Zhao Cheng looked around and asked suspiciously, "You weren't eavesdropping all night, were you?"

"I'm bored!"

Seeing Zhao Cheng supporting his lower back, Yang Taozhi said, "Health is the most important thing. The Prime Minister hasn't even had a grandson yet, so take it easy."

"What are you thinking!" Zhao Cheng went to the yard to do some stretching exercises and said, "It's just taking a nap, it's not what you think."

"I don't believe you for a second."

As the saying goes, "A rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow!"

"Are you a rabbit?"

Yang Taozhi raised her hand, no longer listening to Zhao Cheng's explanation, and said, "They've entered the city."

Zhao Cheng's expression immediately hardened, and he asked, "Who is it?"

"What sound?"

"Him? He's a stern judge who won't listen to reason!"

"And Chen Changyun."

“Chen…” Zhao Cheng pondered, murmuring, “This name…”

"The Palace Attendant is a close advisor to His Majesty."

"I remember now!" Zhao Cheng immediately asked, "Where did they go?"

"He Yin went to the General's Mansion first. Chen Changyun found a secluded inn to stay in. I suspect he is an agent sent by the Emperor."

"Our emperor is suspicious; that's just his nature."

After saying that, Zhao Cheng stopped asking questions and continued doing his morning exercises.

Yang Taozhi asked, "Should we arrange for someone to contact He Yin?"

"Need not."

"Aren't you going to pay your respects?"

“This is Yan Chuan! If anyone is going to pay respects, it's him who should come to the Right Prime Minister’s residence!” Zhao Cheng laughed. “Sister, I’m not afraid of anything. I’m just worried that if the Wang family can’t kill me, they’ll be desperate and try to harm Yang Cai’e and Dong Hua. So just keep an eye on their safety. As for how to deal with He Yin and Chen Changyun, that’s my forte, so don’t worry about it.”

"Mm," Yang Taozhi responded, agreeing with Zhao Cheng's statement.

"My father's situation may seem dangerous, but the actual battlefield is in Yanchuan!"

Zhao Cheng pinched his cheek and rubbed his facial muscles, saying, "Yesterday was just a warm-up performance. Now, the real performance is about to begin!"

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"Lord He! You must seek justice for my son!"

"My son died a tragic and unjust death!"

"Lord He, you must do justice for my poor mother!!"

As soon as He Yin entered the mourning hall, Queen Mother Xue Yun knelt down at He Yin's feet and tightly grabbed He Yin's calves.

Unlike yesterday when Zhao Cheng was there, Xue Yun was calm and quiet then, as if she were numb.

But today, she was in tears, crying so hard it was heartbreaking.

"Lord He, I've been waiting for you for so long, and I'm so glad you've finally come."

"A life for a life, that's only right and proper."

"Zhao Cheng murdered my son in full view of everyone! Please arrest him immediately!!!"