Two figures on the golden bed were moving violently. The long-haired man and the man with the same hair color were intertwined. The stern man above ignored the pain and endurance of the man below him. He propped up his upper body with his left elbow,
He lifted the opponent's small chin with his right hand, and became fascinated for a moment indifferently.
"It hurts?"
"It won't hurt if you go back, Your Highness."
Seeing his strong expression, Situ Ran smiled. He took the cold ointment and continued to apply it on the parts of his hands.
The slender fingers intentionally or unintentionally scratched the parts of his abdomen and hands. His injuries were not external injuries, but internal burns. Although it was not serious, he did not allow his people to be hurt at all.
At this time, Qing was enduring the feelings of ice and fire. While enduring the hurt inside her again, she also tried her best to restrain the provocation brought by His Highness.
"Your Highness, my subordinates are useless. They have failed to complete the tasks assigned by you." Qing said ashamedly. He never expected that a little palace maid would hurt him.
"So...how do you want me to punish you?" The gentle smile now had an evil spirit that could not be seen at ordinary times.
"I am willing to accept any punishment."
"Any punishment..." He gave him a meaningful look, then stood up and arranged his clothes. "Then think about how to serve me tonight."
After speaking, he opened the sandman and walked out.
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Above the hall, Situ Ran sat in the middle and handed over the tea brought by Zi.
He looked at Zi and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"We have nothing to do with you here. You can go down."
"Yes." The man in purple gauze robe retreated.
Then, Situ Ran looked at Yuan Hong on the side, keeping a smile on his lips.
Looking at his smile, a chill ran down Yuan Hong's back, and a bad premonition arose.
"I wonder what your Highness is calling me for?" Yuan Hong's deep voice sounded.
"chat."
chat?
Yuan Hong has three black streaks on his forehead. What do two grown men have to talk about?
"What? Are you dissatisfied?" Situ Ran asked in a low voice as if he could sense his emotions.
"Mochen doesn't dare."
"You really don't mean what you say." Situ Ran's words made Yuan Hong look frustrated.
Sometimes, he really couldn't understand the aloof eldest prince. He seemed indifferent and didn't care about anything, but sometimes he was extremely sinister and caught people off guard. So he often had you with him like a tiger.
Feel.
"I dare not deceive, and everything I say is true."
"Oh? So you are extremely devoted to me and have two minds?"
"Wei Chen is sincere, but I don't love him!" The implication is that he has no special hobbies.
Situ Ran listened, unmoved at all.
"As it turns out, I'm giving you a task."
It’s time to get down to business!
"Your Highness, please speak clearly."
"About Prime Minister Wei...Yuan Hong, what do you think?" Situ Ran asked cleverly, and Yuan Hong had to think in his heart that he was a young and promising fox.
Prime Minister Wei is also Wei Tao, a representative of the current dynasty, and the uncle of the current prince. Of course, this has nothing to do with Situ Ran, because he and the second prince are not born from the same concubine.
Regarding Wei Tao, everyone in the court knew that he had always used power, colluded with troubles, and massacred loyal people. But because he had soldiers in his hands, and because she had military power in her hands, she could not do anything to him.
But today, when His Highness asked him something, Yuan Hong naturally did not dare to neglect it.
"Prime Minister Wei is the elder statesman in the court. Although I don't agree with his actions, he still accounts for half of the power in the court. This is a fact."
"So... the court cannot survive without him?"
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