SFS Chapter 579 The Vicious Woman Who Impersonated the Tyrant's Savior 34
Chapter 579 The Vicious Woman Who Impersonated the Tyrant's Savior 34
We left the Golden Palace.
With just a glance from Jun Xun'er, the maid waiting at the door immediately understood and took out a few gold leaves from her sleeve, handing them to the chief eunuch, Jin Fu.
Jin Fu glanced at what he was holding and was immediately filled with fear.
"No, no, no. If Your Highness needs anything, please just give the old servant your permission. How could this old servant be worthy of such precious gold leaves..."
Jun Xun'er waved her hand to interrupt.
"Steward Jin, there's no need to be so polite. I have a question I'd like to ask you. If you refuse, it would be disrespectful to me," Jun Xun'er said with a smile.
Jin Fu paused, his expression changing slightly for a moment.
"What does the Princess wish to ask?"
Jun Xun'er glanced at the Golden Palace behind her, her tone seemingly casual as she asked the question.
"It's nothing, don't be nervous. It's just that I'm really curious why His Majesty is so indulgent towards Prime Minister Xia... Does His Majesty always keep Prime Minister Xia behind after court?"
This was the first time in all these years that Junze had humiliated her.
And those words Junze spoke in court... for some reason, she felt that Junze and that treacherous minister didn't seem like ruler and subject, but rather...
Jun Xun'er's face immediately darkened. What exactly was the relationship between Xia Xizhi and Jun Ze?
This is why Junze indulged him so much.
"Your Highness, Prime Minister Xia saved His Majesty's life, and His Majesty has always trusted Prime Minister Xia."
Jun Xun'er frowned slightly.
"Just because you saved Junze's life?"
"This...this old servant doesn't know either. I dare not speculate on His Majesty's intentions," Jin Fu replied succinctly.
When Jun Xun'er left, her face was very somber.
Jin Fu watched Jun Xun'er leave, something flashing in his eyes, before he turned and quickly returned to the Golden Palace.
.......
Royal study room.
"What does Your Majesty mean?"
Sitting on Junze's lap, Xia Xizhi appeared exceptionally petite against Junze's broad shoulders and chest.
Xia Xizhi was filled with anxiety the whole way to the Imperial Study.
"Does Your Majesty still doubt me? But I have never lied to Your Majesty..." Xia Xizhi lied with a wronged expression.
Junze pulled Xia Xizhi into his arms, looked down into her eyes, and spoke in an ambiguous tone.
"Really?"
"real."
Xia Xizhi nodded with a determined look in her eyes.
I can't tell you it's fake.
Junze thought to himself, "Little liar..."
"Do you know what happens to those who dare to deceive me, my dear minister?"
"She'll die a horrible death..." Jun Ze murmured, his long, slender fingers brushing aside Xia Xizhi's stray hairs.
"I will tear off your head and kick it like a ball. After I've kicked it enough, I'll make a lampshade out of your skull and put it by my bedside."
Nima.
So perverted.
Xia Xizhi's eyelids twitched, and she gave an awkward laugh.
"What are you saying, Your Majesty? I am the most loyal subject, how could I possibly lie to Your Majesty? Hehe."
Holding up three fingers, Xia Xizhi made a solemn vow.
"Your Majesty, I swear that I will be loyal to you to the death! Anyone who dares to deceive Your Majesty, I will be the first to behead him! I will never deceive Your Majesty in this life and the next!"
rhetoric.
They are good at lying.
Don't think he'll fall for it!
Junze couldn't help but smile, putting one arm around Xia Xizhi's lower back and pulling her closer, then leaning down to nibble on her earlobe.
"Is that so? Loyal and faithful for life..."
"Then prove it to me now."
Junze stood up, holding Xia Xizhi in one arm, and with a flick of his long sleeve, knocked all the writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones off the table.
He lifted Xia Xizhi by her hips and placed her on the table, then leaned over and pressed himself against her, undoing her belt with one hand...
Startled, Xia Xizhi struck him in the lower abdomen with her knee, then turned and ran away in a flash.
Junze gritted his teeth in anger.
Damn it!
It's neither easy nor heavy!
"return."
Junze broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, his teeth grinding together.
"Your Majesty! I said it, I am on the throne!"
"You son of a bitch..." Junze laughed angrily.
Does that thing exist? It's right up there!
He'd like to see when she'd tell the truth!
Jin Fu, who happened to come in and saw this scene, quickly ran over and gave Jun Ze some medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis from his wounds.
"Your Majesty, do you need my help... cough cough..."
"Need not."
Junze endured the pain and whispered,
"Put the medicine down and get out."
"Yes," Jin Fu said, turning and quickly leaving.
Junze glanced at Xia Xizhi, who had run to the door, and took a deep breath.
"come here."
Xia Xi took two steps back, shaking her head vigorously.
"No, I say I'm on top..."
Junze gritted his teeth in anger.
"You fucking come right here and give me the medicine!"
Xia Xizhi paused, then opened her mouth after realizing what she meant.
Just as he was dumbfounded, Jin Fu appeared out of nowhere, picked him up, and carried him to Jun Ze's side. Then, he quickly ran out of the Imperial Study...
Xia Xizhi:.......
Xia Xizhi sat on the table, her face flushed as she applied the medicine to Junze...
Seeing the obvious changes in Junze's body during the session, she quickly changed the subject.
"So, His Majesty's intention at the morning court session was that General Meng came to see you?"
Junze swallowed hard, then hummed in response, his voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper. He then pulled Xia Xizhi into his arms again.
"His Majesty spared him?"
"Yes, I'll give him ten days to find the traitor and hand him over. Consider it a chance. If he fails to do so, the entire Meng family will still be considered fugitives and will all die."
Junze's words reminded Xia Xizhi of that letter.
I almost forgot about that.
It seems I need to find a way to contact Meng Zixu and give him this letter...
......
In a courtyard in Siam County.
"General, today the Eldest Princess, along with the Imperial Guards who uncovered the evidence the other day, exposed the treacherous minister Xia for fabricating evidence to frame your family during the morning court session. But that tyrannical emperor actually had those Imperial Guards beheaded right there in the Golden Palace!"
A bearded military general, furious, slammed his fist on the table.
"hateful!"
"It was that traitor Xia who fabricated the evidence, and now there are no witnesses! You are a tyrant! The Tianqi Kingdom will perish in the hands of a tyrant sooner or later!"
"Shut up! Insulting His Majesty, do you want to lose your head?!" Meng Chengxiu interrupted coldly.
"Prime Minister Xia did not fabricate evidence, and His Majesty has no problem. Anyone who dares to say such a thing will be dealt with according to military law."
The military commander was incredulous.
"General! It was that traitor who fabricated evidence to slander your wife!"
Mentioning the word 'Madam', Meng Chengxiu's expression darkened further, and he pursed his lips.
"You guys can go down first. I have something to say to the young general."
"General... what exactly did the tyrannical emperor say when you entered the palace...?"
As Meng Chengxiu's confidants, they all noticed that something was wrong with him, and they were all immediately worried and unwilling to leave.
Meng Chengxiu said coldly, "Get down!"
"Yes!"
The others had to leave the room, leaving only Meng Chengxiu and Meng Zixu behind.
Meng Chengxiu sighed.
"There have always been spies around me sending secret messages to enemy countries."
"His Majesty dismissed me from my post and spared my death sentence. But there is one condition: if I find the traitor within ten days and hand him over, His Majesty will not pursue the Meng family's prison break. Otherwise, the entire Meng family will be considered fugitives and will all die."
Meng Chengxiu looked haggard, his eyes slightly red, and he sighed.
"The spy is your mother."
Meng Zixu's expression suddenly changed, and he frowned.
“Father, Mother’s correspondence with Silla is all about family matters.”