Oh, it's Sweet Potato Bro.
Pfft, hahaha
A commotion broke out in the silent hall, with soft, suppressed laughter rising from all sides: "Sweet Potato Bro... Pfft, hahaha... Sweet Potato Bro!"
Liu Zhangmin's face turned completely red, like a boiled shrimp. How did she know?
Only his concubines knew about this peculiar habit of his, and he even kept it from his wife. Could it be that this young woman really has extraordinary abilities?
No, he can't admit it; he still has his pride!
Liu Zhangmin suppressed the flush on his face; he was determined to impeach Princess Baohui, and said righteously, "Your Majesty,"
However, before he could finish speaking, the emperor turned his gaze to him with a cold smile, "My dear minister, have you thought this through?"
Meeting the emperor's imposing gaze, Liu Zhangmin shuddered. Since Princess Baohui wasn't necessarily going to impeach him, she firmly stated, "Your Majesty, Zhou Yong has disregarded the dignity of the royal family and his crime is unforgivable. I propose that he be imprisoned immediately!"
Liu Zhangmin wiped a cold sweat from his brow; he valued his life more than his reputation!
The emperor could easily investigate him; he could easily find out about his private affairs. He didn't want to ruin his career for Zhou Yong.
[Was Sweet Potato Bro threatened? The Emperor's favoritism towards Princess Bao Hui is too blatant; he's openly threatening someone in front of all the officials.]
Chuanwen complained inwardly.
[But Brother Sweet Potato isn't in the mood today. It's said he's as stubborn and unyielding as a rock in a latrine, always there for any commotion, even hoping to be threatened by the emperor so he can prove his innocence and gain fame. Of course, someone as devoted to his concubines—well...maybe even more devoted to their ass—wouldn't actually die; he was just threatening to smash his head against a pillar as a gesture. Why did he immediately change his tune today after the emperor's threat?]
Chuan Hai wanted to give his little niece a thumbs up. Sweet Potato Bro, or rather, Liu Zhangmin, is all bark and no bite. He never actually hits a brick wall. The description of him as a stone in a latrine is so apt.
Marquis Changxing: My dear granddaughter, the threatening material you provided today was too useful. Who would want the emperor to send someone to investigate whether they actually like smelling their concubine's farts? Hahaha.
[But thinking about it, this is typical of Brother Sweet Potato; he's a fence-sitter, of course he's best at assessing the situation. Otherwise, he wouldn't have immediately sided with the Third Prince, who was starting to gain the Emperor's favor, as soon as he saw the Crown Prince's health deteriorating.]
The third prince, sitting in the front row, paused upon hearing his name called, then his alarm bells went off, fearing that this unknown young woman might say something unspeakable. Looking up, he met the emperor's gaze, which terrified him so much that he immediately knelt down. Before he could utter a word of explanation, the urgent message of death arrived again.
[Huh? Why is the Third Prince kneeling down?] Chuanwen was stunned. [Could it be that the Emperor has already discovered Sweet Potato Bro and the Third Prince...?]
Chuanwen forgot how far the Third Prince's power had developed at this point in time, so he quickly went to check the plot.
The Third Prince's heart pounded, and he prayed that Heaven would quickly take back the young woman's feelings. Meanwhile, the Emperor's gaze grew increasingly somber as he stared intently at the Third Prince.
All the civil and military officials, Marquis Changxing, Princess Baohui and her daughter, and Zhou Yong, who had been forgotten once again, held their breath in tension, not daring to breathe loudly, just waiting for the next part of the imperial edict.
Oh, so Sweet Potato Bro and the Third Prince just went to the hot springs together.
The civil and military officials, who were holding their breath, almost choked. "Don't breathe so heavily when you speak," they thought. "It's kind of scary." They even thought that Brother Sweet Potato, or rather, Liu Zhangmin, had conspired with the Third Prince to do something terrible.
The Third Prince secretly breathed a sigh of relief as his father's gloomy but still inquisitive gaze gradually dissipated. Just as he was thinking that he should be more careful in the future, he heard that wretched little woman's inner voice again.
And there's more! Wow!
Wow?
The emperor looked at the girl in the palace, who was staring intently at the brick in front of her with her head down, and asked in confusion.
Not only the emperor, but also all the civil and military officials pricked up their ears, exclaiming, "Wow, what's that?"
Visiting brothels together, playing chess and drinking tea together, hunting in the countryside together, and so on...
The author expressed his doubts: "There are so many of them together already. If it weren't for the female lead, I'd start to wonder if the male lead, the Third Prince, is attracted to men, or even older men."
Cough cough cough!!! The Third Prince almost choked to death on his own saliva.
Liu Zhangmin, the old man nicknamed "Sweet Potato Bro," was completely bewildered. He said that the Third Prince had been looking for him a lot lately. So that's how it was... So that's how it was... The old man nicknamed "Sweet Potato Bro" was too embarrassed to say it!
The emperor was shocked, and all the civil and military officials were shocked!
His son, their third prince, actually likes men, and even older men!
In an instant, all the old men in the room were recalling whether the Third Prince had contacted them or if there had been anything strange about him when he was with them.
"Nonsense!"
Prime Minister Zhang Hui walked out, his white beard trembling. Like Liu Zhangmin at first, he didn't believe in the picture book or the male and female protagonists at all. Could it be that the world they lived in was fake?
The quiet hall was suddenly filled with a loud shout, startling everyone, including Chuanwen. She looked up and saw the old man who had come out glaring at her.
What? Why are you glaring at me?
Then the old man spoke eloquently, “Your Majesty, if Zhou Yong’s character is not good, why did Marquis Changxing vouch for his character in front of Princess Bao Hui? Did Marquis Changxing misjudge him? Or are you, Marquis Changxing, playing tricks on me?”
Marquis Changxing, who had truly misjudged the situation, wanted to explain himself, but Prime Minister Zhang's questioning made it seem as if any explanation would be mere sophistry.
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