Chapter 1558: The Regent Prince Dotes on Me Too Much, What Should I Do 27?

"Ah… Your Majesty has come." Yu Huayao saw Jin Chen and Xie Zhiwei walking from the bridge, and glanced again at Song Yanwen, "You……"

Before his words fell, he saw Song Yanwen seem to have thought of a good idea and step back.

Indeed so.

Yu Huayao coldly snorted in his heart, simply cooperated by reaching out to push.

"Ah——"

"Someone come! Master Song fell into the water." The palace maid tasked with attending to Song Yanwen exclaimed in shock.

On the bridge, Jin Chen halted his steps, watching like a bystander; Yu Huayao stood by the pond, patted his sleeves, retreated half a step when their eyes met, and lowered his head slowly.

Xie Zhiwei coldly snorted, his fingers gripping Jin Chen's sleeve gradually tightened, "Your Majesty, they are competing for favor."

Fox-like seductive tactics, seeing Your Majesty arrive before falling into the water—why not just drown?

Jin Chen nodded, "That's pretty classic too."

"Your Majesty, are you going to save him?" Xie Zhiwei stared at Jin Chen.

"I am delicate and weak, I cannot save him, I cannot save him." Jin Chen waved his hands repeatedly, having finally nursed his body back to health.

"Liu Feng!"

Liu Feng: "……"

When Jin Chen and Xie Zhiwei reached under the bridge, Liu Feng happened to rescue the trembling Song Yanwen; his blue robe was soaked through, his black hair stuck to his face, looking utterly pitiable—just one glance evoked pity.

"What happened?" Jin Chen asked.

"Your Majesty…" "Your Majesty!" Song Yanwen's trembling voice was drowned out by Yu Huayao, who edged closer to Jin Chen but not too close, "This Master Song came up spouting nonsense, and his attendants were frightened by him."

After Yu Huayao finished speaking, he furtively glanced at Jin Chen and silently mouthed, "Someone of the Commandery Prince."

Jin Chen gritted his teeth, he just knew!

Mu Zhengzheng, this dog-thing, I only get along with Han Zhou, why stuff his palace with so many people!

One of these days I'll grant him three wives and four concubines!

Xie Zhiwei remained silent the whole time, just wanting to see how deeply Your Majesty doted on Yu Huayao.

Thus the three men fell silent, quietly gazing at Jin Chen.

Jin Chen: "……"

Liu Feng rarely saw his master suffer a setback; he silently ran to the side to dry off, and indeed had no intention of coming over to resolve the shura scene.

Jin Chen embraced Xie Zhiwei, leaned in to bury his face in his embrace, humming softly, "Young Imperial Uncle, I feel like I've got heatstroke, my head hurts."

Feeling the strength of the arm wrapped around his waist, Xie Zhiwei's jealousy hadn't even spread before it was dispelled by this person's action; he embraced him and gave a light pat.

"I will take you back right away, but this matter still needs your decision."

Jin Chen, seeming impatient, lifted his head, "Master Song just caught a chill, let the Imperial Physician look at him; Attendant Yu, having been frightened, should go rest."

Yu Huayao: "Yes, your servant obeys."

Anyway, as long as you tell Your Majesty about this, the rest has nothing to do with him.

Xie Zhiwei glanced at the still-trembling Song Yanwen, his eyes deep, looked back at De Quan, who understood and nodded, summoning two guards to escort him back.

Song Yanwen was frightened by Xie Zhiwei's glance, feeling as if a venomous snake had locked onto him, making it hard to breathe, only reacting after everyone had walked far away.

Only after De Quan personally escorted him back to his residence did his original timidity fade; Song Yanwen touched the Imperial Close Attendant Order Token he had received, and a smile finally appeared at the corner of his mouth.

——

"Master."

In the dark of the traveling palace, Song Yanwen silently entered Mu Zhengzheng's courtyard and handed over Liu Feng's token.

"As you said, fearing discovery, the subordinate hung the fake token on Liu Feng."

"Well done." Mu Zhengzheng nodded satisfied, playing with that token, "You handle affairs indeed more efficiently than Yun Xiao."

"In a few days at the traveling palace night banquet, remember not to reveal the filling."

"Yes." Song Yanwen endured, but his mind was full of Jin Chen's indulgence toward Yu Huayao; he lowered his head and said, "Master, Yu Huayao seems to have truly developed feelings for Your Majesty…… the young emperor, won't you deal with him?"

Mu Zhengzheng raised his brows in surprise, "Besides this, what does Jin Chen mean?"

"He indulges Yu Huayao greatly." Song Yanwen only remembered that day the Emperor clearly saw Yu Huayao push him into the water, yet deliberately covered it up.

"……How strange."

Mu Zhengzheng and the Han Zhou embraced in his arms exchanged a glance, "With Xie Zhiwei as a paragon of excellence ahead, the young emperor actually still took a liking to Yu Huayao."

Han Zhou shook his head, "Perhaps……" he frowned, but ultimately did not continue.

He always felt everything was going too smoothly; as long as at the traveling palace night banquet Song Yanwen and the master cooperate inside and out to abduct the young emperor, the Regent Prince would miss this month's blood tribute, but he was never such a lax person.

"I fear there may be deceit; master, you should be cautious."

Mu Zhengzheng was just feeling happy about soon being able to kill Xie Zhiwei when he couldn't have imagined Han Zhou suddenly saying that, his heart somewhat uneasy, "Han Zhou, you should be happy for my sake; Xian Ming said yesterday the plan was flawless."

Upon mentioning Xian Ming, Han Zhou's expression became somewhat complex.

Precisely because he is said to be the master's old acquaintance, Young Master Xian Ming; when he didn't come before, the master was meticulous in every step, cautious in all affairs.

Yesterday they merely discussed for half an hour, but the master suddenly changed his previous plan, disregarding all prior arrangements, intending to kill the Regent Prince this month, which is completely unlike before.

If this continues, perhaps……

Han Zhou did not want to think of the worst outcome, merely sighing slightly, "Subordinate understands, will follow the master's orders."

Mu Zhengzheng let Song Yanwen leave; only then did he realize Han Zhou seemed unhappy, he rubbed his head and said, "My lord this time is taking a risky move, but surely nothing will happen, don't worry."

He was about to go down to kiss and console him when Xian Ming happened to come from the separate courtyard, "Brother Mu."

Mu Zhengzheng made an embarrassed sound, not wanting to look at him, "What's up, Xian Ming?"

"I have something I wish to discuss with Brother Mu." Xian Ming seemingly unaware he had interrupted anything, offered a light smile to Mu Zhengzheng.

Han Zhou lifted his gaze, the dark guard's alertness making him feel this person was off, his words and actions utterly lacking the aura of a divine physician.

He instinctively grabbed Mu Zhengzheng's hand, "Master."

Alright, I'll come back to see you later; your wound isn't healed yet, take good care of yourself.

Mu Zhongzheng tucked in the blankets for him, and followed Xian Ming into the separate courtyard.

Han Zhou's heart, however, could not calm down; his gaze only followed Mu Zhongzheng into the separate courtyard, when suddenly a drop of cold sweat landed on the back of his hand, and Han Zhou abruptly came to his senses, his heart pounding even more fiercely.

He, feeling lost and worried, covered his chest, yet had no idea why.