Xuanyuan Sipi suggested with a smile: "Since such precious soup cannot be wasted, why not go back and have some soup together?"
"Your Majesty is wise and mighty." Qin Nian clasped his fists with admiration, then turned to the guards who were walking through the thick fog and shouted loudly: "Gather all of them and close the team."
After Qin Nian led the huge team to leave, Xuanyuan Si leaned against the pillar and laughed proudly.
Old fox, you want to force a woman on me? There is no way.
After finishing the wine, Xuanyuan Si swaggered back to his new house. The red candle was still burning brightly, shining into Xuanyuan Si's eyes, reflecting a hint of sadness.
Seeing that there were no footsteps around, Xuanyuan Si pinched a piece of pastry and came to stand on the bed.
"Just be patient for a little longer. When the storm is over, I will release you."
There was no response from under the bed for a long time, and Xuanyuan Si was not annoyed. He said to himself: "After dawn, I will find an opportunity to send you out of the palace. If I find you in the imperial city, haha..."
As he spoke, the pastry on his fingertips broke into pieces.
When there was still no response, Xuanyuan Si slapped his head: "Oh, I forgot that your dumb point was tapped."
Xuanyuan Si quickly leaned down and lifted up the fiery red mandarin duck quilt.
Who would have thought that the princess who seemed to have been kidnapped was actually under the bed?
However, when it was lifted up, there was nothing under the bed.
This time Xuanyuan Si was stunned.
At this time, Qin Nian, who had agreed to go home and make soup, led hundreds of imperial guards and kicked in the door without any explanation. The wedding room was overcrowded for a while.
But what followed was deathly silence.
Qin Nian stared at the empty bed in a daze. Xuanyuan Si looked at the guards who came in coldly, and the guards all looked at Qin Nian.
"Master Qin...didn't you say...that the princess is hiding under the bed?" One of the general-looking men whispered in a low voice.
The blood drained from Qin Nian's face.
"Your Majesty, where is your... princess?" Qin Nian asked stammeringly, forgetting that the other party was the prince.
Xuanyuan Si looked under the empty bed and said innocently: "It's gone..." Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at him, Xuanyuan Si added: "This time it's true."
The news spread like wildfire and reached Emperor Xuanyuan's ears smoothly.
Emperor Xuanyuan, who was sitting waiting to drink his wife's tea the next day, was so angry that he trembled all over in the middle of the night.
But the seventh princess disappeared out of thin air, and countless elites were sent out but returned without success.
The next day, there was an extra memorial tablet in the house of the Seventh Prince, and the emperor personally issued a decree of death, prostrating himself three times a day, and reporting to Guanglu Temple immediately if he missed one meal.
Guanglu Temple is a place that specializes in hosting banquets for the royal family... If they were demoted there, Xuanyuan Temple would only be able to serve the dishes.
"My lord, it's time to burn incense for the princess." Qin Nian reminded him expressionlessly.
"Oh." The dignified Seventh Prince gets up every morning and does nothing. He first worships a tablet.
When he kowtowed, Xuanyuan Si gritted his teeth, Yan Xin'er, I must have owed you a lot of money in my previous life, so it's best not to be caught by me, otherwise you will be dead.
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An unimaginably dazzling black bed, with a woman in a wedding dress lying quietly on it, without even taking off the kerchief on her head.
The blend of red and black is noble and mysterious.
Suddenly, a cat-like murmur came from under Xipa.
She moved.
"Are you awake?" A man's low-alcohol and condensed voice came from above.