The next day, Shi Jun became suspicious because of the cat bed incident last night, and specifically called Shi Yan into the hall.

Shi Yan came in and saw Xu Mian sitting next to Shi Jun holding a Persian cat.

Xu Mian did not raise her head, because after what she said last night, she vaguely felt the murderous aura coming from the man.

Shi Yan reported his work to Shi Jun intently, and Shi Jun was relieved when he observed that the two did not find anything unusual.

"You go out first, I will go to the Zhengde Hall on horseback."

"Yes, Your Highness."

I thought the matter was over, and Xu Mian did not dare to tell Shi Yan that the cat bed was broken, but strangely, three days later, a rectangular porcelain basin that was very similar to the original cat bed appeared at the door of the main hall.

The Persian cat excitedly ran up and lay down, and could not be moved even if he was called.

"Afu, get up quickly."

Just as he said this, Shi Jun came back from the morning court. The smile on his face when he saw Xu Mian turned cold after he saw the cat basin.

He hid his dissatisfaction in an instant and walked over to touch Xu Mian's head.

"Your Highness, I made another... cat bed."

Xu Mian said tentatively while observing Shi Jun's expression. She was relieved when he didn't look angry.

At night, when Xu Mian went to take a bath, the maid brought in cool tea. Shi Jun asked coldly, "Where did the cat bed come from?"

The questioning tone was too oppressive, and the maid was so scared that she trembled and said, "It seems that the captain of the right guard, Afu, sent it."

It was indeed Shi Yan who found that the maid went out to throw away the broken cat bed. He thought that someone accidentally broke it, so he quickly bought another one from outside the palace, thinking that Xu Mian would not be sad about it.

But he didn't know that Shi Jun had been keeping an eye on this matter.

After the morning court the next day, in the Zhengde Hall, Shi Yan could feel the murderous aura as soon as he walked in.

"What does your highness have to say?"

Shi Jun stared at him for a long while, and said sinisterly: "Did you give the cat bed to the Crown Princess?"

Shi Yan pretended to touch his head and said: "Yesterday I saw the palace maid throwing a broken cat bed out of the palace. I thought I knew where to buy one, so I bought one when I left the palace, just to make your highness happy."

"To make me happy?"

"Yes, your highness dotes on the Crown Princess. If the Crown Princess is happy, your highness will be happy.

" Shi Jun sneered: "You know how to do things, that's good. I believe there is one more thing you can do well."

"Please give your orders, Your Highness."

"Haven't you always said that you are loyal to me? I'll give you a chance to show it. Come to the Zichen Palace at noon and kill the Persian cat in front of the Crown Princess."

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Shi Jun's mouth.

Shi Yan's eyes widened in shock: "Your Highness, you...how could you do this? The Crown Princess loves Persian cats so much, why do you want to kill it? After all, I have raised it for a while, I really can't bear to do it!"

"Humph, can't bear it? Could it be that you have some inappropriate thoughts about the Crown Princess?"

Shi Jun stared at Shi Yan angrily.

"I dare not! I just think it's too cruel to do so." Shi Yan knelt down hurriedly.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, it's settled. I just want you to know what to do and what not to do!"

Shi Yan's heart sank, he knew that Shi Jun deliberately wanted Xu Mian to witness him killing the cat, so that he would hate and detest him.

The fake prince is really as vicious as a snake, and his methods are insidious and vicious.

He regretted it deeply, thinking that he was not careful enough in handling the cat bed. If he had been more careful, perhaps the current situation could have been avoided.

At the same time, he was also worried that Xu Mian would be hurt too much because of this, after all, she liked Persian cats so much.

However, he had to obey orders, otherwise it would be difficult to continue to lurk beside the fake prince to find out the truth.

At noon, the sun shone through the window into the main hall of Zichen Palace, illuminating the figures of Shi Jun and Xu Mian who were playing chess on the soft couch and low kang table.

They focused on the chessboard, and the sound of chess pieces colliding and the silence of thinking were intertwined.

On the cat bed next to them, the Persian cat was lazily resting, enjoying this quiet moment.

When the sound of footsteps broke the silence, the Persian cat raised its head alertly, and it saw Shi Yan coming in.

It immediately jumped off the cat bed, ran towards Shi Yan happily, and rubbed his chest affectionately.

Shi Yan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed the Persian cat.

Blood gushed out instantly and slid down the dagger. The Persian cat wailed in pain and fell to the ground, no longer moving.

Xu Mian looked back in horror, tears welling up in her eyes.

She wanted to jump off the couch to hug the Persian cat, but Shi Jun hugged her tightly and comforted her softly: "Mian Mian, calm down."

The bloody dagger fell from Shi Yan's hand, and the shining blade made people shudder.

He explained expressionlessly, "The Persian cat just scratched someone randomly. I was worried that it would hurt the Crown Princess, so I killed the little beast."

Xu Mian's emotions were out of control, tears burst out of her eyes, and she cried out heartbreakingly, "You deserve to die! You deserve to die!"

She suddenly broke free from Shi Jun's arms, jumped off the couch, and rushed towards Shi Yan. She

pulled out the hairpin on her head with force, her eyes filled with anger and despair.

"You deserve to die!" Xu Mian screamed, and stabbed Shi Yan's chest regardless of everything.

Her movements were swift and decisive, as if she wanted to vent her inner grief and anger with all her strength.

Shi Yan did not dodge, but stood still, letting Xu Mian's hairpin pierce his chest.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone was shocked and speechless by the scene before their eyes.

Xu Mian's eyes flashed with a fierce light, as if all the pain and anger were poured into this blow.

Shi Yan looked down at the wound on his chest, and the blood gradually stained his clothes red.

There was still no expression on his face, only a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes. Her

eyes were red, she knelt down, lowered her head and pretended to be calm, "Your Highness and the Crown Princess will punish me."

Xu Mian was not even wearing shoes, and ran back to pull Shi Jun, "Your Highness, kill him!... Wuuuuu... Kill him!"

Her crying was earth-shaking, as if it could overturn the roof of the Zichen Palace.

Shi Jun held her in his arms and coaxed her, "Mian Mian, don't cry, this Persian cat originally belongs to Ah Fu, he has the right to deal with it. Let's find another cat, one that belongs to both of us, and I will find the most beautiful cat for you."

Her thin shoulders kept shaking, and she cried loudly, "Kill him! Quick!"

Xu Mian's voice was asking for Shi Yan's life, Shi Yan could only lower his head and remain silent. Although his heart was pierced, he could do nothing.

He felt sorry for Xu Mian's cat-loving collapse at this moment, and anxiously hoped that Shi Jun would let him take the cat out as soon as possible, maybe this way the Persian cat still had a chance of survival.

Shi Jun coaxed softly, "Mian Mian, the captain of the right guard didn't make any other serious mistakes, so just let him go. Be good and don't cry."

As he said that, he waved his sleeves at Shi Yan, motioning him to leave quickly. Shi Yan quickly picked up the body of the Persian cat and quickly left the main hall.

Xuelian brought people in to clean up the cat's blood on the ground. When she was about to pick up the bloody dagger, she heard Xu Mian's cry and couldn't help crying.

Xu Mian once raised a cat in the Xu Mansion. Later, the cat went out and never came back. Xu Mian sat at the gate for several days in a row, and would not go back to the house until dark every day.

Now she has to witness her beloved cat being killed with her own eyes. How painful her heart must be!

Xu Mian cried in Shi Jun's arms until she was exhausted, her voice became hoarse, and only sobs remained.

"Okay, stop crying, Mian Mian, let's raise another one."

Xu Mian shook her head. She didn't want to raise a cat anymore. She hated Ah Fu the guard! She

only hated that her strength was too small and Jing'er was too small. She could only poke the golden hairpin a little bit, otherwise she would make him feel the pain.

Shi Yan left the Zichen Hall and immediately ran to a hidden corner. He felt the cat's neck and pulse, "Fortunately, it can still be saved. You are Mian Mian's baby."

Although his knife was fierce just now, it was not a fatal direction. He

quickly took out the medicine bottle from his arms, sprinkled the powder on the back of the Persian cat, and took out the long silk cloth that he had prepared long ago to wrap around it to stop the bleeding.

He held the cat in his arms and stroked its fur. A little guard appeared. He was sent by Prince Fu. He held a large bucket in his hand. Shi Yan put the Persian cat into the bucket and covered it with a black cloth.

"Take it away quickly."

Seeing the little guard run away safely, Shi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt the pain in his chest. He touched the bleeding site and walked forward holding the red wall. He wanted to go to the Imperial Hospital, but his weak eyes went black and he fainted.