Chapter 194 The Third Prince’s Dark Moonlight Eunuch 31

Sima Jian was so angry that he almost bit his teeth and glared at Sima Yi angrily, "You beast, you will be punished by heaven sooner or later."

Sima Yi seemed unconcerned by the curse. He chuckled as if he was enjoying a wonderful drama. "You may not know this, but I met my fifth brother some time ago."

Sima Jian was stunned for a moment. When he reacted, a trace of panic and anxiety flashed in his eyes, "What did you do to Zhuo'er?"

Sima Yi chuckled, his smile tinged with a hint of amusement and mockery. "Zhuo'er? That's a nice name, but who would have thought that the son you value most isn't the eldest prince who's been with you the longest, nor the youngest ninth prince, but your fifth brother, who you abandoned to the border upon reaching adulthood. Father went to great lengths to keep your fifth brother away from the struggle for imperial power."

Sima Jian glared at Sima Yi with resentful eyes, his face pale with anger, his breathing becoming heavy, "What did you do to my Zhuo'er!"

Sima Yi shook his head and sighed, "I wanted to do something to him, but he escaped on his own. Otherwise, I could have brought him back to see you."

Before Sima Jian could breathe a sigh of relief, Sima Yi raised his lip again. "But don't worry, I'll get him to accompany you sooner or later, my good father."

Sima Jian looked at Sima Yi with a dark expression, his teeth chattering. "If you dare to hurt Zhuo'er, I will never let you go."

After Sima Jian finished speaking, he rushed towards Sima Yi, and the iron chain made a harsh friction sound on the ground.

But the length of the chain limited him to only one meter away from Sima Yi. No matter how hard he tried, he could not reach Sima Yi.

Because he hadn't eaten for a long time, he soon fell to the ground weakly.

He looked up at Sima Yi and said weakly, "You beast, kill me if you dare!"

Sima Yi shook his head and sighed, "Father, what are you talking about? How could a son do such a cruel thing as killing his father? But since you want to go on a hunger strike, as your son, I can help you do it."

After Sima Yi finished speaking, he looked at Fushou and ordered, "From today on, don't send him food unless he begs for mercy."

Sima Jian fell to the ground weakly, his eyes burning with anger. "You want me to beg you? You're dreaming! I'd rather die than beg you."

Sima Yi curled his lips and smiled meaningfully, "Then I'll wait and see. I hope you can hold on a little longer, but please don't let me down!"

Sima Jian's eyes were fixed on Sima Yi's receding back, his hands clenched into fists.

He was once the ruler of this country, but now he has become a prisoner and is played around by his own son.

He clenched his fists and pounded them hard on the ground, as if using up his last bit of strength to express his anger towards Sima Yi.

He spent all day hunting geese, but never thought that one day he would be pecked in the eye by a goose. He underestimated this beast.

Who would have thought that this child who grew up in the cold palace could hide such unfathomable scheming.

He instigated a fight between the two families, and he himself reaped the benefits, becoming the ultimate winner of this power game.

After Sima Yi left Xu'an Palace, he walked straight towards his own bedroom. When he entered the side hall, Shen Xinran was not there.

A ripple of emotion arose in his heart, and he thought to himself that it seemed that he would have to set some rules for Shen Xinran in the future.

He told her to report to him before going anywhere and only leave after getting his approval.

Sima Yi turned to the corner, where a young eunuch was quietly sweeping. He asked in a deep voice, "Where has Xiao Xiangzi gone?"

The young eunuch lowered his head and replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, Miss Zhao took Eunuch Jixiang away and headed towards the cold palace."

Hearing what the little eunuch said, Sima Yi was furious. Why was it Zhao Muya again? Didn’t he tell her not to come to the palace if she had nothing to do?

Time goes back to an hour ago.

Shen Xinran had just finished breakfast when he heard a soft call in his ear, the voice was faint but clear.

She turned her head and saw Zhao Muya hiding behind the door. She waved secretly and called out in a low voice, "Xiao Xiangzi, Xiao Xiangzi!"

Shen Xinran was a little surprised. She asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

After looking around, Zhao Muya replied in a low voice: "It's not convenient to talk here, let's change places."

Shen Xinran nodded, "Then let's go to the cold palace, there are fewer people there."

Zhao Muya's eyes lit up instantly, "Okay!"

Just like that, Shen Xinran took Zhao Muya through the palace wall and came to the cold palace.

As they walked, Shen Xinran asked Zhao Muya, "Didn't His Majesty forbid you from entering the palace? How did you get in?"

Zhao Muya smiled triumphantly. She pulled out a token from her bosom as if offering a treasure. "Of course it's because I have this!"

Shen Xinran looked at the token in Zhao Muya's hand and was extremely envious, because with it, she could enter and exit the palace at will.

Shen Xinran suddenly had an idea. She thought, since the heroine has already appeared, could she push the plot forward and directly tell the heroine her identity, and then let the heroine tell the hero!

Action is worse than thought. Shen Xinran leaned close to Zhao Muya's ear and said in a low voice, "I want to tell you a secret."

Zhao Muya was instantly interested when she heard this and nodded repeatedly. "Okay, I love hearing other people's secrets the most."

Shen Xinran lowered her voice, a hint of nervousness in her tone: "Actually... I am the former princess Cao Qingyan!"

Zhao Muya's eyes widened instantly, and she asked in shock: "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true!" Shen Xinran nodded, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, "Do you want to tell your cousin about this?"

After Zhao Muya pondered for a long time, he patted Shen Xinran's shoulder and said in a serious tone:

"Since you told me such a big secret, it proves that you must regard me as a good sister. Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you."

Shen Xinran was stunned and anxious. If you don’t tell her, how will the male protagonist know? Then what will happen to her mission?

Shen Xinran pursed her lips into a straight line, "Actually, I think you can say it."

Zhao Muya raised her chin and snorted coldly: "You just helped me yesterday. If I betray you, then am I still a human being?"

Shen Xinran wanted to cry, "Don't worry, even if you tell your cousin, I won't be angry with you."

On the contrary, she will be very grateful to you.

But Zhao Muya still shook her head, her tone firm: "Then I won't say it, who made him scold me yesterday."

Shen Xinran: “…”

I'm so angry! I died before I could even accomplish my mission! I shouldn't have helped Zhao Muya!

As the conversation deepened, the two of them unknowingly arrived at the door of the cold palace.

After Zhao Muya entered the cold palace, she lightly untied the package around her waist, revealing a jar of aged wine and several packages of exquisite snacks.

"Good sisters, let's not talk about those unhappy things. Come, let's drink!"