An eunuch next to Zhao Qinglan came over and asked in a low voice: "My Lady, it's getting late. Do you need me to go to the East Palace to urge you?"
Zhao Qinglan glanced at the sky, shook his head and said, "Just wait a little longer, the prince will not delay such a big matter."
Seeing Zhao Qinglan say this, the eunuch retreated voluntarily.
But as time passed, the prince's figure never appeared. Now, even the concubines in the harem behind Zhao Qinglan began to whisper.
Now the Emperor Daxing is ill and is lying unconscious on the bed. At this time, it is a big deal to greet the emperor, but the prince is late for so long. Both emotionally and rationally, he will be blamed.
And Zhao Qinglan's patience was gradually worn away while waiting.
"King Zhao."
Zhao Qinglan called out.
Li Yinhu, who was standing next to him expressionlessly, immediately came over after hearing the words. After respectfully saluting Zhao Qinglan, he lowered his eyebrows and said: "Mother, my son and minister are here."
"Why hasn't the prince arrived yet?"
Li Yinhu was stunned for a moment, thinking that the prince might be dead long ago.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but almost laughed.
But he didn't dare to reveal anything on his face, he just said: "I don't know, do you want me to ask?"
"That's all, you'd better have less contact with the prince."
Zhao Qinglan said calmly: "If the prince does not come, you will replace the prince later and go in with me to pay tribute to your father."
Li Yinhu's eyes lit up.
If Li Chen were still alive, he wouldn't dare agree to this job even if he was killed.
But if his plan succeeds and Li Chen dies, then it will be of great significance to pay tribute to the emperor on behalf of the prince.
Holding back his excitement, Li Yinhu was about to speak when a sharp and melodious sound came from him.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"
The words of promise were almost on his lips, but they were blocked by this sharp voice.
Li Yinhu's eyes widened and his heart beat wildly.
How can it be!?
I have already figured out the strength of the White Lotus Sect. With such a dragnet, how could the prince still survive!?
waste!
What a waste!
A bunch of shit eaters can't keep up with the hot waste!
Li Yinhu was furious inside.
But at this time, Li Chen, wearing a red dragon robe, had already arrived in front of the Qianqing Palace.
He glanced up and saw Zhao Qinglan and Li Yinhu who were talking together.
Without even thinking, Li Chen knew what the two of them were planning.
"His Royal Highness, pay your respects."
The concubines of the harem led other princes and princesses to greet Li Chen.
Facing everyone's greetings, Li Chen remained silent.
He walked straight to Zhao Qinglan and Li Yinhu, narrowed his eyes, and stared at them.
In the silence, there is a strong murderous intention boiling.
Li Chen had just escaped from an assassination attempt by the White Lotus Sect, and now he just wanted to kill someone.
No matter how courageous the White Lotus Sect is, they still don't have the ability to lay such a trap at the feet of the emperor of the capital. What's more, during this period of time, due to the raids by Dongchang, the White Lotus Sect's stronghold in the capital has already been almost destroyed.
If you say that there is no cooperation from a traitor, even if you tell the ghost, the ghost will not believe it.
But the question is, who is this traitor?
Zhao Qinglan, Zhao Xuanji, or Li Yinhu?
Zhao Qinglan's heart skipped a beat when she saw Li Chen's murderous eyes, and she said sternly: "Prince, you don't greet me when you see me, and you are late for the big event of greeting your father today. Why don't you make a reasonable response to this?"
Explain!?"
Compared with Zhao Qinglan, Li Yinhu is much more low-key.
He buried his head, wishing he could stuff it into a crack in the ground.
Although he seems cowardly, this is how he always behaves when facing Li Chen.
"explain?"
Li Chen sneered and said: "When I came, I casually crushed a few daring young people to death. Does this count as an explanation?"
