This point, Shen Qingyan was naturally clear in his heart.

He escaped the surveillance of the people in the court, developed his own power secretly, and kept a low profile.

Just waiting for a day to get rid of their control completely!

Since the beginning of the year, the emperor's body has been getting worse day by day.

The previous dynasty indicated that the wind and waves were calm, but in fact the tide was turbulent, and a wrong step would be irreversible.

Shen Qingyan, the imperial envoy of the guards, although he looks good on the surface, is actually nothing more than a knife in the hands of the emperor.

Family happiness, father and son love.

Oh, it doesn't exist at all!

Passing through the long corridor, the breeze lifted the horns of Shen Qingyan's red robe, carrying a faint bloody aura.

The dust behind him was silent, and he didn't seem to have any intention of reminding his master to dress properly.

Concubine Shu was backed by the Li family, supported by the Duke of the State, but the emperor couldn't push his family master out as a target.

Do you really think they are good-natured?

The previous assassinations were done by Duke Zhen Guo, and the purpose was to clear the way for the third prince.

But this also has to recognize the object, right?

Can't you see that the emperor has no sympathy for his master?

Even the position of the commander was given to him by the emperor in order to find a target.

The purpose is naturally to pave the way for the Fifth Prince.

He is the emperor's favorite successor!

Aware of the absent-mindedness of the descendants, Shen Qingyan stopped and said sideways,

"Have you forgotten what I said to you before?"

This is the palace, and it is better to be cautious in everything than anywhere else.

Don't look at Fuchen's cold and solemn surface, but he is a person with a lot of inner drama.

Several times, Shen Qingyan couldn't stand his duplicity, and wanted to pack people directly to the border guard.

"My subordinates dare not forget."

Fuchen clasped his fists and cupped his hands, his brows became even more solemn.

But with it, the inner drama is even more exciting.

The two walked through the corridor to the Taiji Hall, and Wang Xi, who was guarding outside the hall, saw that it was Shen Qingyan.

The corners of his mouth, which had just been bent, drooped down in an instant.

Why is this god of evil again?

And it also comes with a cold ice cube, so can't you less toss his old bones?

"The seventh prince is down."

Wang Xi saluted, respectful on the surface, but full of ridicule on the inside.

His Majesty's hand is just a sharp knife, what's so arrogant?

"The prince's face is ruddy, and he must be very satisfied with the few houses on the outskirts of Beijing."

How could Shen Qingyan not know what they were thinking.

It's just that I'm in a bad mood today, so I want to find someone to vent.

When Wang Xi heard this, the fingertips hidden in his sleeves trembled violently, and his pupils contracted suddenly.

He has always been cautious in his work, and those houses are even more cautious. How could he still be caught?

"Your Majesty is in a good mood today, His Royal Highness can report to the previous dynasty with peace of mind."

The implication is that he quickly stabbed out the pickled affairs of the ministers who were not pleasing to the eye.

This is a great opportunity to exclude others!

Wang Xi thought that this could be considered to offset his private purchase of a house.

It's a pity that Shen Qingyan didn't eat his way at all.

The corners of his mouth curled into a smile, Shen Qingyan's black eyes were deep and unwavering, but the words he spit out made Wang Xi fall into an ice cellar.

"The envoy still likes the houses of the prince."

In other words, this is not over!

To not let him bleed is to learn badly.

Gee, that's really cheap.

Wang Xi took a long breath and was about to come forward to make a theory, but the pungent smell of blood stopped him.

How could he forget that the person in front of him is a master who kills without blinking an eye.

Back then, he even killed his own mother.

"What? Does the prince want to discuss a few times with the Governor?"

Shen Qingyan walked in front, but as if he had eyes behind him, he could clearly feel Wang Xi's little movements.

"That slave has no such ability."

Wang Xi snorted haha, but kept walking backwards, even sweating on his forehead.

My mother, this freak looks really scary.

No wonder he was able to climb back from the cold palace, it's really unknown.

Shen Qingyan stepped into the Taiji Hall, where a copper stove was burning and the aroma was overflowing.

But he still couldn't hide the bloody aura on his body.

"My son sees my father."

Shen Qingyan bowed his brows to the person on the dragon chair, and the red official robe made his brows more stern and sinister.

On the other hand, Shen Liangping sat high in front of the bright mirror, with kind-hearted brows and a kind face, not tainted by any wind and snow.

But Shen Qingyan knew that his hands were stained with more blood than anyone else's!

Tightening the bead on his wrist, Shen Qingyan reported the information just obtained without being humble or arrogant.

"The prisoners have been recruited, and the assassin is indeed the dead man of the town's government."

In fact, the identity of the assassin is not important at all. What Shen Liangping wants is to bring misfortune to him.

Therefore, the favor given to him over the years has grown more and more, and it is about to arouse the opposition of the courtiers.

Now it's just about mentioning the position of the East Palace.

Put yourself on the bright side to stir up the situation for him, and even think he has complete control over him.

It's ridiculous.

Shen Qingyan's inner emotions collided violently, but on the bright side he was still respectful and docile.

"It's hard work, Little Seven."

Shen Liangping covered his mouth and coughed a few times, his face also paled a bit.

Shen Qingyan was about to pick up his 24th-fourth filial son's character, and stepped forward to pour tea for him, but Shen Liangping waved and repelled him.

Suppressing the dark light in his eyes, Shen Qingyan returned to his original position, maintaining a posture of leaning over and handing over.

Sensing that his actions just now were a little rough, Shen Liangping continued,

"There was Xiao Qi in charge in the previous dynasty, I am very relieved. If there is nothing else, I will go to Kunning Palace to see your mother-in-law."

"My son obeys the order."

Shen Qingyan cupped his hands and saluted again, and when he turned around, the expression on his face was full of disdain and ridicule.

That's it?

Are you still playing a father-son relationship with him?

You can't hold it anymore, and you still want to let him work hard for him?

In this world, there is no such a good deal!

In recent years, Shen Liangping has added more and more favors to him, and even at a certain moment, he himself believed it.

This is his father's compensation for not paying attention to him for more than ten years.

Until one time when he stepped forward to offer tea, Shen Liangping not only did not drink it.

Even the ridicule in his eyes were all taken into his eyes.

He could have comforted himself that he didn't see it, but the assassination again and again made him chill.

The louder the previous court was calling him, the more dangerous he was.

But for every assassination attempt, Shen Liangping would choose hastily.

Even when he was injured and almost couldn't be rescued, Shen Liangping looked at him with regretful eyes.

Too bad he didn't die in this assassination!

As for his mother-in-law, she also has her own little abacus.

Kunning Palace

Queen Xiao asked Xiang He to prepare a large table of meals, and she played the role of a gentle mother.