The palace was magnificent.

After returning to the palace, Eunuch Wu went straight to the Qinzheng Hall and reported to the emperor word for word what he saw and heard.

"Oh, Your Majesty, you didn't see it. Puyang Zheng left me outside the door and didn't care about me! It was very lively inside, and I was outside..."

The emperor, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sat on the dragon throne and pondered over Eunuch Wu's words. When he heard him say that Puyang Zheng was having a hot relationship with the young man and ignored his imperial edict, he was actually a little happy.

"Your Majesty... What is going on here? Even my stupid mind can't figure it out."

"Eunuch Wu." The emperor smiled with satisfaction: "Tell me which is better, killing someone with a real knife or using a borrowed knife?"

"This..."

"You can tell me!"

"I think it's better to use a borrowed knife to kill someone..."

Eunuch Wu looked at the emperor's face carefully, and when he saw the look of approval in his eyes, he quietly put down the hanging Fang.

Indeed, it is better to hide in the dark, sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and finally get the benefits of the fisherman than to be exposed in the open.

The seemingly upright palace is surrounded by thick fog, and the deadly sword inside cannot be seen clearly, but there is no turning back, and one must go on step by step with blood.

In the general's mansion, Puyang Zheng sat on the bedside, holding a book in his hand. He looked like he was reading, but only he knew what he was thinking.

The person on the bed was still in a coma, with slightly red marks on his exposed arms, and a little red marks on his snow-white neck.

Puyang Zheng's face gradually turned red.

Today he seduced himself, perhaps just to show off in front of Eunuch Wu, so that he could be convicted of being blinded by beauty and let the emperor relax his vigilance... But when he really touched himself, Puyang Zheng found that things were out of control.

Following his heart, he wanted him, like having skin-to-skin intimacy with a woman. When he moaned softly under him, Puyang Zheng felt a sense of satisfaction he had never felt before.

Thinking of this, Puyang Zheng looked at the person on the bed with a more complicated look.

[Male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 30]

Qi Yan was awakened from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Puyang Zheng looking at him by the bed.

Puyang Zheng, who was caught red-handed,

said: "..." He looked away in a panic, poured a glass of water on the small table, handed it over, and said in an unnatural tone: "Are you thirsty? Drink some water..."

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, took the water and drank it all.

Pursing his lips that were moistened by water, Qi Yan looked at Puyang Zheng and said seriously, "General, today Eunuch Wu will report to the emperor what he saw and heard, so tomorrow you can ask the emperor to revoke the arranged marriage. But..."

"But?"

"The prime minister will find it hard to justify it." Qi Yan pinched his eyebrows and said worriedly, "Although the prime minister does not want his daughter to marry into a tiger's den, he will be embarrassed if the engagement is cancelled."

"That's not his choice." Puyang Zheng snorted coldly, and said, "That old thief listens to slander all day long, favors a concubine and abuses the legitimate wife, he deserves to die!"

Favors a concubine and abuses the legitimate wife?

Qi Yan's eyebrows jumped, and he hurriedly asked: "How did the general know that the prime minister favored the concubine and abused the legitimate wife?" "