In her view, those people cursing Wang Dequan were doing the same thing as cursing Hua Rong.
Hua Rong patted her head and said, "Why bother with them? They'll all have their own troubles to suffer."
The fall of the Great Yan Kingdom was a foregone conclusion.
In the end, whether they are commoners or high-ranking officials, they will all meet the same fate.
Hua Rong didn't have much dissatisfaction with this group of people whose future was bleak.
"I didn't expect Miss Hua Rong to be so generous."
A voice suddenly came from behind, and Hua Rong rolled her eyes as she looked in the direction of the sound.
"The Imperial Study is indeed full of distinguished guests today, but I advise the Ninth Prince not to go in and cause trouble."
The old emperor has recently harbored deep resentment towards his sons.
Until the poisoner is found, every son seems like a rebellious son who might have poisoned his father.
The Ninth Prince was still waving a fan in his hand, seemingly forgetting that it was springtime.
The cinnabar beauty mark between her eyebrows was still dazzlingly red.
Upon hearing Hua Rong's words, he revealed his clean, white teeth, truly a man of unparalleled beauty.
"I'm not here to see my father."
As he spoke, he raised a jar of fine wine in his hand, "Come on, let's have a good drink."
Hua Rong's brow twitched suddenly, and she realized that something was off about the Ninth Prince's expression.
His smile was no longer as carefree as before; for a moment, he seemed to have taken an interest.
"Respect is not as good as obedience."
The two avoided the crowd and went to a secluded pavilion in the palace to drink.
They sent Xiao Ci and Ruyi, the Ninth Prince's close attendant, to look around, and then they started drinking, one cup after another.
They performed this series of movements with great skill.
This is because the two have had such "private meetings" several times in the past few months.
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