Shi Yan spent a lot of effort to buy this cat bed from outside the palace. He was very excited to see the smile on Xu Mian's face.

Mian Mian, this is the cat we raised together, and it will witness our love.

Xu Mian murmured that guard Afu must love his Persian cat very much and even sent a cat bed.

He knew that he didn't show up because he was afraid that there would be too many people in the Zichen Palace and it would be bad if someone saw it.

This cat bed has a smooth glaze, and there are nine porcelain cat pillows around it. The glaze is oily, the coating is thick, and it shines with a recessed fluorescent light.

The shape of each kitten is lifelike and lifelike.

"Afu, do you like it?"

Xu Mian stroked the Persian cat and saw that it was enjoying it very much. It must like it very much.

This way, the Persian cat can sleep on the cat bed at night. The ceramic bed is cool in summer.

With the precedent of Pei Yao's successful service, Yilan was unwilling to be outdone and came to Zichen Palace at noon today.

Xu Mian saw that her makeup was too delicate, and the fragrance of her body filled the whole garden, making people dizzy.

Yilan sarcastically said, "Crown Princess, aren't you sad? Pei Yao served you last night."

Xu Mian lay on the rocking chair, looking at her like a fool, and didn't answer.

What is there to be sad about? Anyway, Penglai Palace will be repaired in a few days. She can do whatever she wants when she moves back. She doesn't even care if she has several concubines serving her in bed in one night.

Xu Mian had thought very clearly since the day she entered the palace. Since the emperor's order was difficult to disobey, she might as well come in and spend her old age there. Royal meals were pretty good anyway.

As the Crown Princess's duty, it was her duty to pretend to care about the Crown Prince every now and then, and then go and talk to the Queen. The rest of the time, no one cared about her. How nice it was.

The huge palace of Penglai Palace was her territory. She could play with cats, make pottery figurines, and sit on the swing to watch the clouds and breeze. She should not be too willful.

Xu Mian stood up to enter the palace, but was stopped by Yi Lan. She stretched out her hand and grabbed the Persian cat's fur, but was retaliated by the Persian cat and bit her with a claw.

"You dead cat, dare to grab me, I'll beat you to death!"

Yi Lan wanted to hit the Persian cat, but was protected by Xu Mian, who punched Xu Mian on the shoulder.

Xu Mian was not a pushover and slapped her in the face, "How dare you!"

"Crown Princess, are you okay?"

Several maids came up and surrounded her. Yi Lan ignored them and tried to grab Xu Mian's hair, but was stopped by Xue Lian. The master and servants started fighting.

"Stop it!"

Shi Jun came in. Yi Lan ran to him and cried coquettishly, "Your Highness, look, the Crown Princess has slapped Lan'er's face, and that dead cat has scratched my arm! Your Highness, you have to take care of Lan'er."

Shi Jun looked over and saw Xu Mian's hair was messy, with a strand of bangs blocking her eyes, and her face was red.

Walking straight over, Yilan thought that he was going to get angry, but unexpectedly Shi Jun gently arranged Xu Mian's hair, "Mian Mian, did you get hurt?"

Performances require the other party to create an atmosphere. As soon as Shi Jun spoke, Xu Mian immediately pouted in grievance and took the opportunity to cry.

Shi Jun said coldly: "Hold her down for me!"

Xuelian and others held Yilan's arms, and she shouted: "Your Highness, I am the victim. They are bullying me together! Your Highness!"

Shi Jun pulled Xu Mian's hand to him and said: "Mian Mian, she hits you a few times, you double back."

Xu Mian kicked her twice, slapped her twice, and finally punched her shoulder twice.

Yilan cried, "Your Highness, why are you helping the little stutterer? She doesn't care about you, but Pei Yu!"

Xu Mian glanced at Shi Jun, and remembered the past years of being bullied by two lackeys, and slapped Yilan twice. Shi Jun

said sternly, "If you dare to be disrespectful to the Crown Princess again in the future, I will never tolerate it, get out of here."

Yilan covered her face, and stumbled out of the Purple Palace with the help of the palace maid.

Shi Jun stood up and picked up Xu Mian, and the two were in a high view.

His dark eyes stared at her big almond eyes, and he asked softly, "Mianmian, you and Pei Yu... do you like him?"

Xu Mian quickly shook her head, "No."

Shi Jun smiled firmly, "I think so too, you can't like him."

He didn't go crazy when he mentioned Pei Yu like before, Xu Mian pursed her lips with an incredible look.

This man has really changed...

In the dark, Shi Yan listened to everything outside the side door, feeling self-blame and loss.

He had never thought of protecting Xu Mian before. Today, the fake prince did better than him and took her to beat people up, but what about himself? In the past, he always listened to people trying to sow discord, yelling at Xu Mian and forcing her to say that they didn't like Pei Yu. The fake prince used

a more rational method.

Late at night, outside the palace, in Prince Yong's mansion.

Shi Yan drank from the wine pot, pounding his chest and stamping his feet, saying, "My mother always said that I didn't know how to love someone. Now I know she was right."

Prince Fu advised, "Your Highness, don't drink too much. You have to go back to the palace before dawn."

"Now that Your Highness has been appreciated by the fake prince, if you go deeper, you will definitely be able to catch his true face and find out the person behind the scenes."

Shi Yan put down the wine pot and said solemnly, "I have been wondering these days why the fake prince cares so much about Pei Yao and even tries so hard to create the illusion of favoring her."

"Maybe Pei Yao is too close to him, and he is annoyed, but he has to pretend to be nice for the sake of the prime minister's face."

"Pei Yu is not the only one who has tricks in the East Palace. Yi Lan also went there today, but was driven away mercilessly by the fake prince..."

Shi Yan suddenly grabbed Prince Fu, "What was the last half of your sentence just now?"

Prince Fu thought for a long time, "What sentence?"

Shi Yan patted his head and stood up with an excited look on his face.

"You said that the fake prince had to pretend to be good for the prime minister's face! Then why does he care so much? Which concubine in the East Palace is not the daughter of a powerful minister?"

Prince Fu said in disbelief: "Your Highness is suspicious of Prime Minister Pei? Impossible, he is your uncle."

This sentence seemed to extinguish Shi Yan's inspiration. Pei Qing has always been very respectful to him. The emperor has been very strict with him since he was a child, and this uncle often speaks well of him.

Pei Qing is a well-known and honest official in the officialdom. He doesn't look like someone who would commit treason!

"Your Highness, we should start with the identity of the fake prince. How can there be two people who look exactly the same in the world? Unless they are twin brothers, but the Queen did not give birth to twins. How can this fake prince look exactly like your Highness?"

Shi Yan stood up and said faintly, "Have you heard of King Huan?"

"The rebellious King Huan? Yes, he and your Majesty are twin brothers, and it is said that they look very similar."

"The Queen Mother and Princess Huan

are also twins, and they look similar." The fathers of the two were twins, and the mothers of the two were also twins, so they could give birth to two children with the same appearance.

The two boldly guessed at the same time: "Could it be that the fake prince is the son of King Huan?"

Didn't King Huan's son burn himself to death while being held by Princess Huan? This is a well-known fact.

This conjecture made Shi Yan excited, and at the same time he realized that this was a huge conspiracy that was more terrible than he had imagined, because it was an ambition that had been planned for eighteen years.

It had been launched as early as when King Huan was in trouble.

"As long as I continue to gain the trust of the fake prince, I can know his secrets and eradicate the conspiracy."

The next day, Shi Yan returned to the palace with a heavy heart and pretended to be in high spirits when he entered the Purple Palace.

But the scene in front of him made him feel painful. In the garden, the fake prince was holding Xu Mian's hand, and the two were making clay figures in a mud basin.

The two people's hands overlapped and blended with the slippery mud. Xu Mian's eyes curled up, and her smile was as beautiful as a flower, more charming than the hibiscus in the courtyard.

The two intertwined their fingers in the mud, sometimes pressing lightly, sometimes sliding slowly. She smiled at the man, and every subtle movement was full of tacit understanding.

Xu Mian's laughter was crisp and pleasant, like a clear spring in the mountains. She raised her head and looked at Shi Jun, her eyes full of tenderness.

But Mian Mian, you are my wife!

Shi Yan clenched his fists behind him...