Even the usually composed lord was stunned at this moment.

I never imagined Ning'er could be so ruthless!

No wonder he wrote the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, he's ruthless!

He loved it even more!

A moment later, the Holy Son, tears streaming down his face, knelt down with trembling body, his voice weak and disoriented: "Your subject obeys, and will... confess the truth."

"Fu Guang, take him away first."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Only three people remained in the hall, along with two invisible figures, Biluo Langyue.

Shen Su hesitated before speaking, "Your Highness, my lord, I have other matters to attend to, so I will not disturb you any longer. I will take my leave first."

"Young Master Shen, guests are welcome, why the rush to leave?" A voice came from outside the hall.

The group looked outside and saw Lu Shiyi leading Sang Yu in with smiles on their faces.

The two of them had been standing outside the hall for quite some time, and they had heard the entire conversation.

Wen Yanche frowned slightly, got up and went to pull Sang Yu, afraid that he would be frightened by Leng Qingning's words.

After all, Sang Yu was still a child, and Leng Qingning was so perfect in Sang Yu's mind.

"Xiaoyu, didn't you hear anything?" Wen Yanche asked worriedly.

Xiao Yu glanced timidly at Shen Su, then at Leng Qingning, and finally leaned against Wen Yanche, whispering, "Brother Shi Yi and I just arrived, we didn't hear anything."

Wen Yanche breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."

Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at Lu Shiyi and saw that he looked calm and there was nothing unusual about him.

He then pulled Sang Yu to sit down in the main seat.

Leng Qingning was also a little worried. She didn't think what she said was a big deal, and it was fine if A-Che and the others heard it, but Sang Yu was still young...

It's good that you didn't hear it.

Lu Shiyi sat down opposite Shen Su and nodded to him in greeting.

Shen Su smiled and nodded, then politely asked, "May I ask who you are, sir?"

While asking questions, she sized up Lu Shiyi. This man was not as handsome as Wen Yanche, and she felt that she could outshine him, but this man seemed to be quite scheming.

On the contrary, Shen Su noticed Sang Yu's heterochromatic blue-brown eyes as soon as he entered the room, and his unfamiliar face made him feel very intimidated.

Fortunately, he was just a child.

"He is the husband of this palace, holding the rank of Attendant-in-Ordinary. His name is Lu Shiyi," Leng Qingning introduced.

"So it's you, Lord Lu. Greetings."

"Greetings, Young Master Shen."

The two rose and greeted each other.

(The reason for the equal ceremony is that although Prince Shen Su's status is higher than Lu Shiyi's, Lu Shiyi is the husband of the young king, and the difference in national strength affects the two, so their status is equal.)

Lu Shiyi always had a smile on his face.

After sitting down, Shen Su asked, seemingly puzzled, "This is my first visit today. I have never met Lord Lu before. I wonder how Lord Lu knows that I am Young Master Shen?"

Compared to Shen Su, Lu Shiyi was much more modest. "I heard that Young Master Shen is not only a prince but also the new Holy Son of Li Kingdom. Holy Sons all have silver hair, so it's not hard to guess. In addition, Young Master Shen is wearing a veil, so who else could it be but you?"

It's that silver hair hurdle again! ...Okay!

Shen Su explained to the group, "That's right. Once the Holy Son is chosen, he must undergo a transcendence ceremony before entering the Holy Temple. In this ceremony, his hair must be dyed silver. As for the veil, it can only be removed on the wedding day."

"What? Your silver hair is actually dyed?" Leng Qingning asked in surprise.

She thought one of the criteria for selecting the Holy Son was to choose someone with white hair.

No, hair dye existed in this dynasty?

Shen Su chuckled, "Why is Your Highness so surprised? My hair is indeed temporarily dyed. The color fades every time I wash it, and I have to dye it again after each wash. Only the new hair that grows out will be silver."

"Why?" Sang Yu asked, turning into a curious child.

"Because my hair follicles were soaked in Silver Silk Powder, which was developed by the Grand Master of our Li Kingdom and has been passed down through generations," Shen Su explained patiently.

“Oh…” The group understood.

Sang Yu sincerely praised, "Brother Chen, your hair is very beautiful, I like it. Can you come to our mansion more often when you have time?" He felt that this brother must have an exceptionally handsome face under the veil, just like Wen Yanche, and he really wanted to see his true face.

Shen Su was surprised but also delighted. "Then, thank you for your kind offer, young master. I will certainly keep the appointment."

"Mm." Sang Yu nodded happily.

Wen Yanche and Leng Qingning exchanged a smile. Children are easily satisfied; just looking at his hair makes him so happy.

"It seems our Xiaoyu has fallen for another older brother." Lu Shiyi chuckled and sighed, feigning disappointment.

Seeing his expression, Sang Yu immediately ran over and tugged at his sleeve, "Brother Shi Yi, Xiao Yu likes you too."

Lu Shiyi was surprised and deliberately teased him, "Oh? And what about the Lord?" After saying that, he gave a look and went to the seat of honor.

Wen Yanche received the signal, turned his head slightly, and looked at Xiaoyu with a kind smile.

Sang Yu looked at Wen Yanche shyly, her doe-like eyes filled with innocence, "I like my Lord brother the most."

As if afraid of upsetting her brother, Xiaoyu let go of Lu Shiyi and walked towards Wen Yanche. When she got closer, she hesitated and looked back at Lu Shiyi, as if she didn't want him to be angry either.

His adorable, conflicted expression made the others burst into laughter.

In just one morning, Shen Su fell deeply in love with this cute and sensible little brother.

At Sangyu's warm invitation, he entered Hemian Garden and dined with the two of them.

The minor disagreement that occurred at the New Year's Eve dinner seemed to vanish in an instant.

………

In the afternoon, the Holy Son entered the palace to meet the Emperor and recounted in detail how Leng Qinghan had deceived, manipulated, framed, and oppressed him to seize the military seal and power, how she had been jealous of her younger sister and secretly plotted to harm Leng Qingning, and how she had truthfully revealed the people who helped plan the escape... Finally, she also revealed that Leng Qinghan had tortured and killed her husband.

His Majesty was furious and ordered a thorough investigation.

When it comes to matters involving diplomatic relations between two countries and the seizure of military power, the law will not tolerate any leniency.

The Empress could no longer tolerate Leng Qingning's repeated opposition.

All of Leng Qinghan's husbands were taken to give statements. Apart from her most beloved concubine pleading for her, only one attendant spoke well of her.

Both of them were highly sought-after young men in the Fourth Princess's household, yet Leng Qinghan never hit or scolded them.

Thirteen of the others testified that Leng Qinghan was cold-blooded and tyrannical, wantonly beating people to death and treating them as less than human. Ten others requested to leave the mansion, and several others dared not offend her and chose to remain silent.

When the Empress received the confession, she was so angry that she almost fainted.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. In order to protect themselves, Leng Qinghan's former cronies all betrayed her, presenting evidence of her involvement in underground businesses and her bribery of officials to form cliques.

Faced with one irrefutable piece of evidence after another, the Empress could no longer stop crying and leaned on the table, weeping silently.

She always thought her daughter was just a little unruly and arrogant, but she never expected...

At this moment, the Empress reflected on whether she had made a mistake in treating her fourth daughter.