The original dullness and oppression vanished, replaced by a lively atmosphere. Seeing their father's serious yet slightly aggrieved face, the two brothers exchanged a glance.

They sighed inwardly with perfect understanding: To be able to criticize the emperor so unreservedly and emerge unscathed, Qingyun is probably the only one in the world capable of doing so.

Ultimately, the person didn't say it aloud; they just kept it to themselves. Even if the Emperor heard it clearly, he could only swallow his anger and accept his defeat.

Look at the officials in the court right now, not daring to breathe and trying to make their presence known.

The two brothers found it increasingly funny, but dared not actually laugh out loud, so they could only suppress their laughter until their eyes turned red and the veins on their necks bulged.

The emperor at the head of the table had sharp eyes and could see every move of his two sons below the stage.

At this moment, the two princes were standing below the hall. The younger prince quietly nudged his elder brother with his elbow, desperately trying to suppress his laughter, while his shoulders trembled slightly uncontrollably.

The crown prince coughed lightly, feigning composure, but his eyes kept glancing at the other person out of the corner of his eye, and his tightly pursed lips twitched from time to time, clearly trying to suppress a laugh.

The emperor, seeing their expressions, knew perfectly well that they were plotting his jokes without needing to think too hard.

The emperor gritted his teeth inwardly, his hands clenching unconsciously beneath his dragon robe, his knuckles turning white from the force. He sneered inwardly: "My teachers have been so diligent in their instruction, yet they've raised two idle young masters."

They have nothing to do all day but enjoy watching me make a fool of myself. It seems their studies are too light, and they have excess energy.

They must instruct their teachers to add more classics, histories, philosophical works, poetry, and policy essays to their daily reading list, so that they can completely exhaust this excess energy.

Outside the palace, the lake in the Imperial Garden was covered with a thick layer of ice, which shimmered in the sunlight, like a giant silver mirror.

The withered willow branches by the lake swayed gently in the wind, shaking off the remaining snow that drifted softly towards the frozen lake.

Completely unaware of the impending disaster, the two brothers were still indulging in their secret gloating, unable to suppress the smiles on their lips.

They never expected that because they couldn't resist at that moment, their leisurely days would be completely over.

From then on, every day had to be spent studying from the first light of dawn until the moon was high in the sky, and there was no longer any free time to sneak out to ride horses and shoot arrows.

Meanwhile, 001 was looking through the three people's files, and the more he looked, the more he felt that these three really loved freedom too much, and were really not like royalty.

They seem more like the sons and daughters of ordinary wealthy families, who only want to travel and are unwilling to return home to inherit the family business.

When 001 saw the information about Ning Chenjin, the heir of War King Ning Jun, her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock, her mouth slightly agape, and her phoenix face filled with disbelief.

He leaned closer to the document, looked it over carefully, and only after confirming that he hadn't made a mistake did he call out to Qin Qianluo, who was staring blankly at the three people in front of her.

"Luo Bao, the War King's heir, Ning Chenjin, is about to be scammed. Poor boy, not only will he lose all his personal wealth, but he'll also ruin the entire War King's mansion. What a rip-off!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Qianluo's eyes widened slightly, and she asked incredulously, "What happened? How could the Prince of War's heir be deceived?"

The face of War King Ning Jun, which had been holding a gentle smile, suddenly turned so gloomy that it seemed as if dark clouds had passed by.

He was tall and imposing, with thick eyebrows raised and his eyes blazing with anger. His hands were clenched into fists. Who was so audacious as to dare to slander his own son in public?

He thought to himself: My eldest son has been exceptionally intelligent since childhood, and is proficient in both literary and martial arts. How could he be so easily deceived, to the point of losing the foundation of the Prince of Zhan's mansion?

It was utterly absurd and utterly ridiculous! The sharp aura emanating from him was like a materialized blade.

Sharp eyes, like searchlights, quickly swept across every corner, trying to find the person who had made such outrageous remarks.

However, after searching around, there was not a trace of the child in the hall.

His chest heaved violently with anger, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white, as if he were about to unleash a thunderous rage and demand an explanation at the slightest provocation.

Upon hearing this sentiment, the emperor's tense expression relaxed, and a slight smile appeared on his lips, as if he were enjoying the spectacle.

Seeing that his elder brother was about to lash out, he quickly gave Liu, the eunuch beside him, a wink and tilted his head slightly, signaling him to hurry up and put out the fire.

Eunuch Liu understood immediately. He bowed and walked quickly with small steps, reaching the three people in a few steps. He placed his hands together in front of him and explained in a low voice.

This explains that this is Princess Qingyun's true feeling, and that Princess Qingyun must not know about this matter, and that whatever Princess Qingyun says is true.

The three of them were stunned after hearing this. They looked at each other for a long time before they came to their senses. They sighed inwardly: It was actually the voice of the heart, and it was Princess Qingyun's voice!

Could there really be such a strange and unheard-of thing in the world? The War King stood there dumbfounded, full of doubt, with Liu Gonggong's words echoing in his mind.

He pondered to himself: Is it all true? What foolish thing did his eldest son do to cause such a disaster? Could it be that he was tricked and fell into a trap set by a villain?

The eldest princess stood to one side, elegant and graceful, her phoenix-patterned shawl making her radiant and beautiful.

At that moment, her eyes sparkled as she glanced in the direction of Qin Qianluo with great interest.

The little girl had her head down, looking as docile as a little rabbit, with a few strands of hair falling beside her fair cheeks.

She turned slightly to the side, covering her mouth with one hand as if afraid that others would see her smile. Her unadorned face exuded a natural and unpretentious charm, which was pleasing to the eye.

Looking at the expressions of the surrounding officials, she saw that they were all secretly watching the War King, clearly able to hear Princess Qingyun's thoughts.

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