Jun Moyi not only values Zhou Li himself, but even brings his princess to see him, which is enough to show how much he values him.
When Zhou Li saw Sang Liwan appear, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Sang Liwan solemnly.
"I bow to thank Princess An in the Zhou Li ceremony."
Sang Liwan was startled by his sudden action, and she subconsciously looked at Jun Moyi.
But Jun Moyi said: "Don't look at me, he didn't kneel down when he thanked me just now."
Hearing this, Zhou Li immediately thanked Jun Moyi again with great tact.
Jun Moyi spoke up to stop him, "No need, just thank the princess. The princess didn't inform me in advance of what happened last night, and I only found out about it afterwards. To be honest, I didn't contribute much to this matter."
Jun Moyi did not take credit for himself, nor did he intend to repay the favor, which made Zhou Li feel relieved.
To him, Jun Moyi and Sang Liwan are husband and wife, so it doesn’t matter who saved Song Yan.
What's more, the less Jun Moyi cares, the more it proves that what happened last night was just an accident.
Zhou Li put aside the last bit of doubt in his heart.
However, Sang Liwan disagreed with Jun Moyi's words, "Your Highness has contributed a lot. You made Yan Hui follow me, which is a great effort. It's a blessing that Yan Hui knocked Father unconscious in time, otherwise Miss Song Yan would have suffered."
Speaking of pine soot, Zhou Li looked at Jun Moyi hesitantly.
Jun Moyi simply waved his hand to let him get up, then took Sang Liwan to sit at the table, raised his eyes and said calmly: "This is my place, inside and outside, everyone is mine. Lord Zhou, feel free to say whatever you want, don't worry about the walls eavesdropping."
Hearing him say this, Zhou Li immediately felt relieved. He walked up to Jun Moyi and bowed deeply to him.
"I do have an unwelcome request."
Before Jun Moyi could speak, Sang Liwan glanced at him with interest. "Let me guess, if I'm not mistaken, Lord Zhou wants to ask the prince to bring Songyan out of the palace?"
Zhou Li raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously surprised that Sang Liwan had guessed his inner thoughts so accurately.
After all, the rumors about Sang Liwan were still fresh in his mind, and Zhou Li felt that the Sang Liwan he had come into contact with was completely different from the person he had met.
But he still asked one more question: "How did the princess know?"
Sang Liwan smiled and said, "After I rescued Song Yan last night, I chatted with the little girl. She wasn't in a good mood. If Lord Zhou had seen her, he would probably be worried about her situation in the palace."
Zhou Li was indeed worried about Song Yan.
It was not just Song Yan's own thoughts, but after what happened yesterday, Zhou Li had completely lost trust in the emperor.
Especially since all the women in the palace are nominally the emperor's women, what if one day...
Zhou Li didn't even dare to think about it.
Therefore, he couldn't wait to rescue Songyan from the sea of suffering in the palace, no matter how great the cost.
At this moment, after Sang Liwan pointed out what he was thinking, Zhou Li stopped playing Tai Chi and nodded. "Princess An is right. This is exactly what I am thinking about. I hope Your Highness Prince An can help me."
Jun Moyi leaned back in the wheelchair, still playing with his Buddhist beads with one hand.
His eyes and brows were calm, and he didn't seem moved by Zhou Li's kindness.
Even Sang Liwan felt that this guy was indeed very patient.
"Lord Zhou has been an official in the court for a long time. He should know that the palace rules are very strict. It is not easy to get someone out."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Li immediately understood and knelt down again. He lowered his head and said in a pious tone, "If Your Highness Prince An can fulfill my wish, I will definitely follow Your Highness Prince An's lead."
But Jun Moyi didn't seem to be very interested in following his lead.
He laughed, "But I have no intention of usurping the throne. Whether Lord Zhou obeys my orders or not doesn't seem to matter."
"Your Highness has his own ambitions, and his future achievements are naturally limitless." Zhou Li said in a tone that seemed to be half true and half false.
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Jun Moyi's eyes suddenly became deep, and even the look he gave him was mixed with a bit of scrutiny.
[This Zhou Li's eyesight is indeed sharp. No wonder he eventually became the most effective knife in Chen Yan's hand.]
[It seems that everything Chen Yan arranged yesterday was designed to make Zhou Li hate the emperor and join Chen Yan's camp.]
[It's just a pity that Chen Yan arranged so much, but it was all for my benefit. Not only did she fail to win over Zhou Li, but even Xia Qinghe is about to become estranged from her.]
In the original story, Chen Yan plotted against everyone, the emperor mistook the wrong person under the influence of alcohol, and Song Yan lost his life in order to protect his innocence.
Zhou Li only knew that it was the emperor who killed his sweetheart. He wanted to avenge his fiancée, and at this time Chen Yan extended an olive branch to him.
Thus, an alliance was formed between the two of them.
But now, Chen Yan had just made a move when he was intercepted by Sang Liwan.
[Chen Yan, I won’t be polite with this overwhelming wealth, hehehe...]
The laughter in her heart also infected Jun Moyi, and Jun Moyi's mouth corners slightly curled up.
He looked at Zhou Li, his tone somewhat cold, "Master Zhou does understand me."
Zhou Li heard the coldness in Jun Moyi's words.
But since he chose to show goodwill to Jun Moyi, he had no intention of giving up halfway.
"Since I would like to ask His Royal Highness Prince An for help, I will naturally have to put in some effort."
However, although Zhou Li said this, Jun Moyi could see that he was not saying this as a last-minute cram, but that he had already known his thoughts hidden in the dark.
No wonder Sang Liwan always said that Zhou Li was the best knife in Chen Yan's hand.
Jun Moyi raised the corner of his mouth, "Master Zhou is like this, aren't you afraid?"
“Life is but a few short decades. If you are afraid of taking things too far, there is no point in doing anything.”
Hearing this, Jun Moyi looked at him with appreciation and nodded, "I understand what Lord Zhou said."
"Then..." Zhou Li's heart skipped a beat. He understood what Jun Moyi meant, but he was still a little worried.
However, Jun Moyi had no intention of making the point clear. He just glanced at him with a half-smile, "Intelligent people never need to be too thorough when speaking to each other. I think Lord Zhou should understand this."
Zhou Li naturally understood the truth, but since this matter involved pine smoke, he really couldn't be more cautious.
But he knew in his heart that being able to say this was already Jun Moyi's limit. If he didn't know what was good for him, the negotiation would probably collapse.
So, even though he was nervous, Zhou Li still managed to calm down and nodded, "I understand what Your Majesty meant."
Jun Moyi acted quickly. That night, one of the palace maids who was responsible for sweeping the imperial garden died of typhoid fever.
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