The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 957 Heavy Strike Death

The Eastern Palace, Chongyu Hall.

Li Shou sat behind his desk, holding a history book, and had been reading for over an hour.

Chang Qing tiptoed inside, replaced Li Shou's bowl with a fresh, hot tea, and then tiptoed out, carrying the now-cold teacup.

Chang Zhu and the others waited at the palace gate. He was the only one there; the other eunuchs had all been sent away. When he saw Chang Qing come out, he stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Is Your Highness still reading?"

"Hmm." Chang Qing replied as he walked, still having to put the teacup and tray back in the tea room.

Chang Zhu wanted to follow, but someone had to guard the entrance to his prince's sleeping quarters. He took two steps, stopped, then took two steps back and stood in front of the entrance.

We'll ask Changqing when he gets back.

A moment later, Chang Qing returned to the palace gate and stood guard with Chang Zhu at the entrance.

Chang Zhu asked again, "Is it still that history book?"

"Hmm." Chang Qing said just one word, so concise that Chang Zhu wanted to glare at him.

Chang Zhu's eyes widened: "Can't you say a few more words?"

Chang Qing glanced at Chang Zhu and readily replied, "It's still that history book."

Chang Zhu vomited a mouthful of blood, which choked him so much that he not only glared but also raised his eyebrows: "I know that Your Highness has been sitting in the palace reading a history book about the previous dynasty since you returned from the Meng residence. Is that still the case? Has Your Highness not moved at all?"

"Move it?" Chang Qing seriously recalled the glimpse of his prince when he went inside to change the tea, and then shook his head. "No, not even the hand holding the book was off, it was still at the same angle and height."

It's really hard on him; he even looked at both degrees so carefully.

Chang Zhu was speechless.

It wasn't that he didn't want to keep asking, but that he wouldn't get any answers no matter how hard he tried.

After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask again, "Your Highness, what is the reason for your condition?"

He noticed that His Highness's behavior was not quite right after returning to the palace incognito, so he asked Changqing about this, but Changqing said he didn't know.

Changqing is different from him. He is someone who often runs to various palaces and halls to do things for His Highness, while Changqing is someone who follows His Highness wherever he goes. Even though His Highness did not take Changqing with him when he made an emergency trip out of the palace in disguise this time, he felt that with Changqing's experience of serving His Highness for many years, he could more or less guess some things.

Chang Qing glanced at the rambling Chang Zhu, but still didn't want to answer.

Chang Zhu noticed this and asked twice more.

Chang Qing, annoyed by the questions, frowned and waved his hand: "Your Highness's departure from the palace this time was a last-minute decision based on the news received. I wanted to follow, but Your Highness wouldn't allow it. He rode Qianshan straight to the palace gate, and I couldn't catch up even if I wanted to!"

Mentioning this matter, he was also very annoyed. His Highness wouldn't let him follow, and he finally waited for his Highness to return, but he didn't know what had happened. Forget about a kind face, the Eastern Palace was in complete chaos, and it was already a blessing in disguise!

But this guy still keeps asking, asking, asking, asking what the hell.

If he had known, would he have dared to go in and out only twice in more than an hour?
Both times, I only dared to change the tea to water that had gone completely cold!

"Just guess," Chang Zhu said with a forced smile.

"Let me guess?" Chang Qing crossed his arms, looking confident. "I don't even need to guess. I know His Highness would act this way. It must be related to Miss Meng."

"Again..." Chang Zhu didn't say the four words "Miss Meng" but sighed instead. "I can guess that. I mean, can you guess what it's about?" He felt that Miss Meng must have done something to annoy his prince, who was both angry and helpless, and could only return to the palace to sulk.

"Do you take me for a diviner who can predict the future, or a master of all eighteen martial arts?" Chang Qing really wanted to crack open Chang Zhu's head to see how much dregs were inside.

Chang Zhu pursed his lips, then pursed his lips again, sighed, and asked, "So what do we do now? Just let His Highness do nothing like this?"

“If you really want to manage it, you can,” Chang Qing said, stroking his chin.

Chang Zhu asked sincerely, "How should we manage it?"

Chang Qing suggested, "Go to the Meng residence and invite Miss Meng to the East Palace. As long as His Highness sees Miss Meng, it will surely change His Highness's current absent-minded state."

Chang Zhu opened his mouth, wanting to say that he couldn't invite Miss Meng, and even if he could, he couldn't just invite her casually. What if His Highness forbade him from inviting Miss Meng, but he ended up inviting her? Whether he could still keep his head would be uncertain.

It was closed again after all.

He couldn't open his mouth.

He couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Alright, just keep watch." Chang Qing knew Chang Zhu wouldn't dare to interfere.

Chang Zhu nodded silently.

Both of them pricked up their ears, trying hard to hear what was happening inside the hall.

Before Li Shou left the Meng residence, he asked Meng Shisan how Li Heng and the more than twenty assassins died, and how the house was razed to the ground. However, Meng Shisan's answer made him feel incredulous.

It wasn't that he didn't trust his older cousin, but the half-formed black shadow she described, resembling both a tail and a cloud, truly seemed otherworldly.

He believed what his older cousin said. He also believed that she didn't know what the dark figure was. She promised to tell him after she found out, and he was even more convinced that she could do it.

After experiencing the kidnapping of his fourth cousin and his eldest cousin's solo rescue attempt, only to have his second brother and a group of assassins die instead, his understanding of his eldest cousin gained another layer, or rather, reached a new peak.

After that, he realized more and more that he knew very little about his older cousin.

His older cousin once told him that he didn't understand her and how he could be so sure that she could be a good wife and the Crown Princess. At the time, he thought it was just an excuse because she didn't want to marry him.

Looking back now, she told him the truth, but he thought it was all just an excuse.

After finishing his business, Ji Kuan arrived at the front of Chongyu Hall and saw Chang Qing and Chang Zhu guarding outside. He jokingly asked, "Have you been kicked out again?"

Chang Qing and Chang Zhu nodded helplessly in unison.

With a smile, Ji Kuan stepped across the threshold of the palace gate and walked to the head table inside the hall: "Your Highness, I'm back."

"How is it?" Li Shou asked, still holding the history book of the previous dynasty in his hand, as he looked up.

Ji Kuan replied, "After the autopsy, they all died from severe blows. Just like the people who died when the lantern mountain collapsed at Bixu Manor on the Mid-Autumn Festival, they were all crushed to death."

He spoke with a sense of satisfaction, a smile involuntarily creeping onto his face: "It's a kind of retribution."

When Li Heng caused the accident and killed those innocent civilians, he probably never imagined that one day he himself would die from being struck by a heavy object.

"How were those houses razed to the ground?" Li Shou asked again.