Chapter 89 Spring Breeze
Ling Qingyan's eyes immediately lit up. Whether for the sake of Concubine Yuan or to restrain the prince, the emperor would not tolerate the prince being imprisoned in the Eastern Palace.
She stood up and was about to go out, but Ling Zhuoan pulled her back.
He took out a piece of red silk from the bedside and wanted to tie it around Ling Qingyan's hands. Ling Qingyan was not very obedient, and Ling Zhuo'an seemed distressed. "Tsk, be obedient. I'll bear with you for a while."
His martial arts skills are not low, so as long as he wants to, it is not a problem for him to control Ling Qingyan.
Just like that, while Ling Qingyan was struggling, her hands and feet were tied up, and a clean handkerchief was stuffed into her mouth.
A pair of eyes, big and terrified, looked at Ling Zhuoan, as if accusing him of crimes.
"Those lovers of yours are too quick to act. We'll have to endure this for a while."
The girl's beautiful eyes seemed to be soaked in a layer of mist, her cheeks were slightly red from her struggle, and her fair wrists and ankles were tied with dazzling red satin, which made her look charming and seductive, and aroused people's imagination.
Ling Zhuoan's throat tightened, his Adam's apple rolled back and forth, and he looked at the girl with lustful eyes.
He was already addicted to sex, and when he saw the expression and adorable look of his favorite girl, he felt something strange underneath.
Ling Zhuoan picked up the girl and carried her horizontally. Ling Qingyan felt that the way he tied her up like this made him look like a human trafficker who kidnapped girls from decent families.
The girl mumbled something in her mouth.
Ling Zhuoan held her in his arms and walked to the bookshelf. He moved a Pixiu ornament, and the bookshelf moved.
A secret door opened, revealing a dark room.
Ling Qingyan's pupils were wide open. Ling Zhuoan carried Ling Qingyan into the dark room and lit a candle. He saw a big bed, a screen, and a bookshelf in the dark room. On the bookshelf were a pile of things that looked like files.
Ling Zhuoan carefully placed her on the bed.
Although the bed was not as comfortable as the one in the bedroom, it was not uncomfortable either. The room was brightly lit by candlelight. Ling Zhuoan untied the red silk on her hands, and then tied her hands to the head of the bed with the red silk.
He took the thing out of Ling Qingyan's mouth.
There seemed to be tears in Ling Qingyan's eyes: "Brother, why did you bring me here? There is no sunlight here. Are you going to lock me up here?"
"I want to see my father. Brother, you are not doing this right. I don't like it here!"
Ling Qingyan complained, trying to break free from the restraints on her hands, but it was useless.
How did we get into this small dark room? There isn’t even a window here. Ling Qingyan doesn’t want to be locked up here!
Ling Zhuo'an patted her head and said, "I won't lock you up here. The environment here is too bad. I know that too. I just don't know which of your lovers has alarmed the emperor, catching him off guard. That's why I'm letting you stay here temporarily. Once you send him away, I'll be back soon."
"Royal brother! Please let me see father! You can't go on like this, this is really wrong! Let me go!"
Ling Zhuoan smiled and said, "It's not right for a sister to lie to her brother."
Ling Zhuoan left reluctantly.
It's not easy for him to be addicted to sex.
Ling Zhuoan took two sips of cold tea and pretended to read a book, although he couldn't concentrate much.
"Your Majesty has arrived—" The eunuch's sharp voice rang out in the East Palace.
The emperor had never come to the Eastern Palace so late, and he never expected that the first time he came to the Eastern Palace so late was because of this kind of thing.
Mu Xianzhi followed the emperor.
Mu Xianzhi still acted gentle and went to the prince's residence with the emperor.
Just now, Tutor Mu came to the palace and said he had something important to report.
Mu Xianzhi is considered a close minister of the emperor, and His Majesty admires his character very much. Usually, if he comes to the palace so late to report an important matter, it must be something really important.
As soon as Mu Xianzhi saw the emperor, he knelt down.
"I have a crime to which I must plead guilty." His immediate apology left the emperor bewildered. "Lord Mu, you are a just and honest official. What has brought you to this point?"
Mu Xianzhi kowtowed respectfully: "I have failed the Emperor's grace and betrayed Your Majesty's trust. I have had inappropriate thoughts about Princess Tangning and have disregarded the relationship between master and disciple and fallen in love with Her Highness Tangning. Please punish me, Your Majesty!"
The emperor was stunned when he heard this late at night.
I pinched myself, thinking I was dreaming.
"Mu Xianzhi, are you saying that you like my daughter Qingyan?"
The emperor never imagined that Mu Xianzhi, who had always been pure and innocent, would have feelings for Tang Ning.
It's strange, really strange.
"I really didn't expect that you would be tempted by worldly desires, and that you would even have feelings for my daughter."
The emperor looked at Mu Xianzhi with a look of surprise on his face, as if he knew something very important.
Liking someone is not something you can control.
He was also their age, so he can understand.
As for the master-disciple relationship, he didn't blame it that much.
The emperor laughed as if he was watching a fun event and said, "If you like her, then so be it. You're so honest and you've even told me this specifically. You're not expecting me to grant you a marriage, are you?"
"Although I admire you very much, Qingyan's marriage is her own decision. I can't help you."
Mu Xian is indeed a good person and a good match, but he thinks he is a good match, but Qingyan may not think so. It depends on his daughter's own opinion.
But Mu Xianzhi has good vision.
The emperor was in a good mood, and the next moment he heard Mu Xianzhi say, "I dare not covet the princess, but I also don't want the princess to be forced to live in a place she doesn't like."
The emperor frowned. "What do you mean? Qingyan doesn't like Yaohua Palace? Is someone bullying her?"
"Your Highness hosted a welcoming banquet for Duke Chen and his sister tonight and invited me to attend. Unexpectedly, I encountered bandits holding Your Highness hostage. Fortunately, Your Highness the Crown Prince rescued You. I heard with my own ears that Your Highness the Crown Prince was interested in Princess Tangning. He disregarded the Princess' wishes and forcibly abducted her to the Eastern Palace. Your Majesty, please investigate."
When the emperor heard this, his desire to mock Mu Xianzhi for watching the fun seemed to be poured with cold water.
"What did you say?!" The emperor stood up. "Do you know what crime you are charged with for fabricating the Crown Prince's crimes?"
Although he said that, he knew what kind of person Mu Xianzhi was, and he had no grudge against the prince, so it was impossible for him to go into the palace so late at night to throw dirty water on the prince.
It’s probably true.
"Your humble servant dare not, but Your Majesty can send someone to check whether the princess has returned to Yaohua Palace and we will know." Mu Xianzhi said respectfully.
The emperor immediately sent his confidant to investigate.
As Mu Xianzhi said, Ling Qingyan was not in Yaohua Palace.
His heart suddenly turned cold, and he hurriedly took Mu Xianzhi to the East Palace.
"Your son respectfully welcomes the emperor." Ling Zhuoan's face was full of joy. He saluted respectfully and glanced at Mu Xianzhi who was beside the emperor with a faint smile on his lips.
"I wonder what's the important matter that brought Father here so late at night, along with Grand Tutor Mu?"
Ling Zhuoan's voice was slow and leisurely, without any sense of urgency.
Although the emperor was no longer young and had many wrinkles on his face, he still looked youthful and heroic despite his age. However, after Concubine Yuan left, his youthful spirit disappeared without a trace.
Ling Zhuoan's cheerful look was exactly the same as when he was about to welcome Yuan Qinglan into the palace.
The emperor met his son's eyes, which bore some resemblance to his own: "Where is your sister?"
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