The servant looked at Lan Shuang awkwardly, then looked at Jiang Lusheng's half-smiley face and whispered, "The young master said she is pregnant with your child, Your Majesty."
Lan Shuang: “…”
She turned stiffly to look at Jiang Lusheng and said awkwardly, "That sounds like a lie. You don't believe it, do you?"
Jiang Lusheng supported his head with one hand, held the chess piece in the other, and smiled, "Yeah."
The meaning of this "hmm" was so rich that it made Lan Shuang's eyelids jump.
Lan Shuang immediately put down her teacup and slammed her hand on the table, causing the chess pieces on it to tremble. "Nonsense, complete nonsense, all this nonsense! I've never touched anyone before Zhengjun, so how could this child come from someone else? He conceived it from the air, and you're blaming me for it? Do you think I'm a fool? Someone, go and tie him up and bring him in. I need to give him a proper trial."
The servant was so frightened that he trembled and hurried to pass on the message.
Lan Shuang stood up angrily and paced around the room.
Jiang Lusheng sat there motionless as a mountain, holding up the teacup and sipping tea slowly and leisurely.
Lan Shuang caught a glimpse of him, walked up behind him and pinched the back of his neck, "I really haven't touched those people, don't be so sarcastic."
"Of course I believe you. I'm not being mean to you. I just think it's quite interesting."
Jiang Lusheng put down the teacup, grabbed Lan Shuang's hand and held it in his palm, then pulled her in front of him and asked her to sit next to him.
His eyes were clear, as if he saw through everything. "Just now, the Jiang Luqing incident failed, and now here comes someone with a bulging belly. Their methods are clumsy and funny."
Lan Shuang sneered, "It's very clumsy."
You don't even need to bother to check who did it.
"My Lord, Mr. Zheng, someone is coming."
Meng Yu's face was livid as he dragged someone in by their collar, "Kneel down!"
Lan Shuang straightened up and sat side by side with Jiang Lusheng, looking at the tied-up man with an unfathomable expression.
The man was pressed down by Meng Yu and was very scared. He knelt down tremblingly, holding his stomach, not daring to look up at Lan Shuang and Jiang Lusheng.
She looked to be in her early twenties, with long eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes. She looked very innocent and indeed very beautiful, the type that the original owner would like. She was on the thin side, with a slightly bulging belly under her flat chest. His hand was placed on it in a protective posture.
Lan Shuang understood and looked away. The first thing she said was to Meng Yu, "How are your injuries?"
Even if you hit me with ten boards without any mercy, it will hurt for a while.
Meng Yu's eyes welled up. He had already felt guilty, and seeing Lan Shuang's concern for him, he was deeply moved. "In reply to Your Highness, I am fine now. Thank you for your concern."
Lan Shuang nodded. "I'm glad you're alright. I've been feeling uncomfortable these past few days since you were away from me."
Meng Yu was so excited when he heard this that he wanted to take out his heart and show it to Lan Shuang.
The young man kneeling on the ground was at a loss when he saw the two of them chatting casually. "My Lord, this slave——"
"By the way, I plan to go out to burn incense in a while. Please find a few capable guards to follow me."
Meng Yu was stunned. Why did the prince suddenly want to burn incense? Didn’t he not believe in Buddhism before?
But when the words came to his lips, Meng Yu thought of his duty and held them back. "Yes, I will make good preparations."
Then Lan Shuang was speechless, staring at the chessboard and sipping tea slowly.
You could hear a pin drop in the room. The young man had been kneeling outside for quite a while, and he didn't expect to continue kneeling after entering the house. His original confidence faded little by little as time went by, and he became more and more nervous.
From time to time, he would look up and glance at Lan Shuang, but Lan Shuang didn't even look at him, treating him like air.
The young master was extremely anxious and began to have wild thoughts.
What does the prince mean by this? Is he planning to make him kneel and die? Or is he considering how to deal with him?
She doesn't look happy at all. She'll probably ask him to abort the baby, right?
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He scared himself and his face turned pale, as if he would faint at any moment.
Lan Shuang seemed not to notice, but in fact she was always watching him out of the corner of her eyes. Seeing him like this, she felt that it was about time, so she opened her mouth.
"May I have your name?"
This sound was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and it fell on the young master's ears. He couldn't help but tremble and cried, "Slave, my humble name is Hanfang."
"Hanfang?" Jiang Lusheng laughed with an ambiguous tone, "Very elegant."
It's similar to the name of his servant Huaixiu.
It's a pity that his character is not worthy of these two words.
Only then did Hanfang dare to look at him openly. He had noticed him as soon as he entered the room, but he didn't dare to look at him for too long. A quick glance only made him feel that his appearance was compelling, but a closer look made him feel that he was handsome and elegant, and indifferent and otherworldly.
In that clear gaze, he felt defeated and inexplicably ashamed of himself.
"Meng Yu, go get the roster."
Lan Shuang raised her hand and Meng Yu immediately took the order and left.
The roster was the booklet that Lan Shuang had people sign and seal when she dismissed everyone in the backyard. It recorded everyone's name and hometown in detail, and there were three books in total.
After Meng Yu brought them over, Lan Shuang said, "Each of you three should take a copy and look carefully to see if there's a person named Han Fang in the mansion."
Hanfang was shocked. How could there be a roster? That person didn't tell him!
Hanfang immediately broke out in a sweat and was extremely frightened.
"Your Highness, my name may not be listed here. You and I met in a brothel. You were drunk at the time, and I... you and I had sex. Later, I became pregnant, and the woman in the brothel wanted me to have an abortion, but since it was Your Highness's bloodline, I didn't dare to act on my own, so I came to see You."
He looked at Lan Shuang mournfully, "I am insignificant, my life is as fleeting as a duckweed. It's only natural that Your Majesty doesn't acknowledge me. How could I possibly have caught Your Majesty's eye? But the child is innocent. Your Majesty—please, please keep him!"
Jiang Lusheng smiled faintly, "Do you think the prince is stupid and I am foolish?"
Hanfang asked in a daze, tinged with jealousy, "What do you mean, Lord Zheng? Don't you want the prince to recognize this child? Are you really that narrow-minded?"
"I just think you're stupid." Jiang Lusheng lowered his eyes and picked up the black piece on the chessboard, playing with it in his hands. "You said you and the prince had a love affair and had a child. Have you forgotten that if you didn't drink the medicine in advance, you can't get pregnant? Could it be that you have planned this all along?"
"Knowing the prince was coming, you took the medicine in advance and deliberately plotted against him? If that's the case, let alone whether this child is the prince's bloodline, you've committed treason and are plotting against your superiors. This alone is enough to cost you your life."
As the last word fell, the black piece in his hand also fell on the chessboard, and the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all.
Hanfang's eyes suddenly widened and the blood in her body instantly froze.
"Your Majesty, Hanfang's name is not on any of these three rosters."
Meng Yu smiled sinisterly, "Why not send him to the Jinyiwei and let the Jinyiwei officials conduct a thorough interrogation? After all, they are the best at interrogation."
Can you still get out alive after entering the Jinyiwei?
Han Fang's heart suddenly jumped, "Prince——"
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