Chapter 428: Fraud, Pretend to be Dead
Ye Cangling leaned weakly on the table, his face was tired, and a tear seemed to have condensed in his cloudy eyes.
Ye Jingzhen ignored him and walked out of the imperial study.
Outside the imperial study, Ye Jinghua clenched his teeth, his face full of anger. When he saw him come out, he stepped forward and reached out to grab his collar.
Ye Jingzhen dodged sideways and grabbed his wrist with his backhand: "Big Brother, what are you doing?"
"You...what did you say to father?!" Ye Jinghua opened his eyes wide and glared at him angrily.
"Big Brother, what can I say?"
Ye Jingzhen looked at him jokingly: "You know you are not the one who is favored, so what are you expecting?"
"Ye Jingzhen!" Ye Jinghua growled, "Don't think I'm getting carried away just because you won this time!"
"Win? I didn't." Ye Jingzhen said, then let go of his hand and walked out of the yard.
Ye Jinghua's voice came from behind him: "Do you think that if the emperor agrees with you this time, he will change his mind about you? I tell you, it will never happen!
If this king is not the one who is favored, then you are useless except for making him hate you!"
Ye Jingzhen stopped in his tracks. He looked back at Ye Jinghua and raised the corner of his mouth: "Yes, we are actually the same. Apart from the current Crown Prince, I am afraid no one can gain his favor."
"But the difference between you and me is that I have a little more self-awareness than you."
Looking at Ye Jinghua, who was standing only two or three steps away from him, with his face turning blue and white, and white and blue again, Ye Jingzhen was in a good mood.
"Oh, by the way," he pulled something out of his sleeve and threw it at Ye Jinghua's feet, "I originally wanted to present it to my father, but since he doesn't want to see it, I'll give it to you."
After saying that, he turned and left without looking at Ye Jinghua's expression behind him.
Ye Jinghua looked at the thing wrapped in a handkerchief that rolled to his feet, hesitated for a moment, then squatted down and picked it up.
Wrapped in the plain white handkerchief was a sachet embroidered with strange patterns. The fragrance emanating from it was exactly the same as the fragrance on his body and that of the snake witch.
This is the snake witch's thing. The sachet is mixed with special medicinal powder made by the witch tribe. It can be carried close to the body for self-defense in an emergency.
He remembered that when he first saw it, he had asked the snake witch, who had specifically told him how it could be in Ye Jingzhen's hands?!
He suddenly looked up and wanted to question Ye Jingzhen, but there was no one on the stone-paved path in front of him.
Ye Jinghua suddenly thought of something. He rushed out of the palace in a panic, got on the carriage waiting at the door, and drove back to his house.
As soon as he entered the door, a woman who looked like a maid ran over hurriedly. When she saw him, she fell to her knees with a thud.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, something bad has happened!"
"Speak!" Ye Jinghua clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot, and he looked like he wanted to eat the little maid in front of him.
"Yes... yes, it's the foreign guest in the back garden..." The little maid was so scared that she was shaking all over, and her upper and lower lips were trembling.
"What happened to that foreign guest?!" Ye Jinghua almost shouted.
"The little thatched cottage in the back garden collapsed! And...it caught fire! Slave, when I went to check, it had already been reduced to a pile of charcoal! That retainer seemed to have been crushed inside! Slave, slave, slave is looking for someone to save him!"
"A bunch of useless trash!" Ye Jinghua raised his foot and kicked the maid directly in the chest, knocking her backwards.
Then he ran towards the back garden without looking back.
The back garden was in chaos at this time. The fire was out, but the servants who were fighting the fire were all pale. They huddled together and hid behind a rockery far away from the hut.
Ye Jinghua was furious. He picked up a servant who was not shaking as violently and threw him at his feet: "Tell me! What's going on?"
"Your Majesty! That alien retainer seems to have...resurrected from the dead!"
The servant was trembling, his face pale. "We were just putting out the fire when suddenly a charred figure rushed out of the house! We were all frightened!"
"What about the others?" Ye Jinghua narrowed his eyes, and the anxiety on his face subsided a lot.
"Well...it seems like it rushed to the uninhabited attic behind your study!"
"I understand," Ye Jinghua shook his clothes and regained his normal expression. "Clean up this place as soon as possible, and then find a craftsman to rebuild a bamboo house!"
"Yes." The servant replied.
"You must all keep your mouths shut about what happened today. If anyone dares to leak a single word, I will kill them without mercy!"
"Yes! I'll remember it!"
"Slaves, remember this!"
A dozen maids and servants huddled behind the rockery responded in unison.
Ye Jinghua then flicked his sleeves and walked towards the dilapidated little attic.
He walked quickly, but the anger in his chest could not stop boiling.
Fortunately, the snake wizard's life has not yet ended, otherwise he would probably have died here.
Ye Jingzhen, Ye Jingzhen!
He actually sent people to steal the snake witch's sachet and set fire and killed people!
He made note of this account!
At this moment, two people were walking slowly on a small road outside the capital.
One of them was dressed in white, with a veil on his head, sitting on a tall black horse; the other was dressed in a short green shirt with narrow sleeves, leading the horse and walking lightly.
"Master, since the snake wizard cannot be killed, why do you still bother to kill him?" Ling An led the horse and looked up to ask the person sitting on it.
Nan Xuan sat lazily on his horse, holding a wine jug in his hand and taking a sip from time to time.
Hearing him ask, he replied: "If I remember correctly, including this time, he should only have five lives left."
"Well, even if I can't kill them, it's okay to disgust them."
Nan Xuan crossed his legs and looked at a brilliant cloud in the sky. "We're all leaving anyway, so how can we not liven up the Heshun Palace a bit before we go?"
Ye Jinghua, that little bastard, bullied his two little disciples like this. He had long wanted to teach him a lesson!
This time they just killed one of his most capable subordinates and burned down a house. It was still too easy for him!
Nan Xuan narrowed his beautiful peach blossom eyes and gritted his teeth secretly.
"Actually, the Pavilion Master is just worried about the young Prince Jing'an and the young Princess." Ling An glanced at him quietly and said softly.
"Tsk," Nan Xuan smacked his lips. "What big truth are you talking about again, kid? You see the truth but don't say it, do you understand?"
Ling An shut up, turned his head away, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
In fact, the owner of the pavilion is a very good person, but he has a bad mouth. But everyone who is close to him knows it.
"Oh right," he suddenly remembered something, "Pavilion Master, Senior Yibanlian asked me to bring you a message."
"What did that old guy say?" Nan Xuan took a sip of wine and scratched his ears.
"The old man said he was tired of staying in the mountains and wanted to come out and have some fun, so he asked me to let you know."
These were Yibanlian's original words. After Ling An finished repeating them, he secretly glanced at Nan Xuan's expression.
Sure enough, Nan Xuan's face darkened.
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