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Chapter 66 The Dark Prime Minister vs. The Prince in the Cold Palace 13
"Your Highness, I'll have someone come in and give you a bath."

Ling Mo looked at the black footprints and thought to herself that the little guy was really troublesome. She raised him so well, but he ended up looking like this for the sake of acting. She frowned subconsciously, and then she couldn't stand his dirty appearance anymore, so she called someone in to give him a bath.

What Situ Jing was about to say was blocked in his throat by her sudden voice. He looked at the person in front of him and snorted with ambiguous meaning. It was so soft that no one could hear it except him.

She actually despised him. Sure enough, the fairy sister was the only one in the world who didn't despise him.

Someone selectively forgot that when they first met, she even beat him up with disgust.

The room was occupied by the male protagonist, so Ling Mo had to go next door, but because the fire had not yet fully burned, it was much colder than the original room.

"Sir, why don't you let him wash in this room?"

Ling Mo paused and glanced at the maid who followed her: "Didn't Mammy teach you to use honorifics when you were in the palace?"

Hearing the young man's dangerous words, the maid reacted and was immediately frightened and sweating. She knelt down and kowtowed: "I was worried about you, sir, and forgot about this matter for a moment. I hope you will forgive me! Forgive me this time."

"Go down and get ten strokes of the cane yourself."

Ling Mo did not give in. She was not a kind-hearted person.

Besides, if we let her off today, if she does it again, the punishment will be worse than ten strokes of the cane, and she might even lose her life.

The maid went down with a pale face to receive the punishment.

Ling Mo glanced at the door, then turned and left.

Situ Jing, who was inside the door and heard the conversation outside clearly, had a deep look in his eyes, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Coming to the bathtub, he took off his clothes and sank himself in, keeping the disguise on his face, simply washed off the dirt he had deliberately put on his body, changed into clean clothes, and then went to find Ling Mo.

He knocked on the door, heard "come in", and pushed it open.

It is indeed not as warm here as next door. I heard that the prime minister has been suffering from illness for many years. Now, after only a stick of cold, he has started coughing.

How squeamish.

Situ Jing let down her thick eyelashes, not looking at the person at the top, her tone became timid and fearful again: "I'm done, can you let me go back... and, can you please not report me for leaving the cold palace secretly, I'm just too hungry and want to come out to find something to eat."

Ling Mo read out the script word for word: "Is there no one in the cold palace to bring food to His Highness?"

"……Have."

The "yes" was said too hesitantly. How could she possibly believe it? Her expression became even uglier.

"How can your Highness be treated so lightly!" She coughed a few times in anger, and after a while she said softly, "Since your Highness has come out, you don't have to go back yet. His Majesty will grant amnesty to the whole nation at this New Year banquet. I will ask for an imperial decree to release you from the cold palace."

The hell that had troubled Situ Jing for five years was just a matter of words for her, a powerful official.

Situ Jing's original plan was no longer necessary after her light words.

He looked at her in shock. This time he was not acting, he was really surprised why she was so willing to help him.

[Host! The original plot is not like this, and most of this part of the plot is still to be told! ]

[Oh, half of the points will be deducted? I understand. This world is too fucking tiring. Let's hurry up and run away with 60 points. Anyway, there is still a subsidy. ]

[…Okay.]

System 618 felt very sad when it saw that the host had to handle affairs for the emperor every day and was so tired that he couldn't eat or sleep.

In the next world, I will find a male partner for the host who won’t have to work so hard.

"The late queen was kind to me. I thought that although Your Highness must be suffering in the cold palace, you are still a prince and no one dares to disrespect you.

"I never thought you'd have such a hard time. If that's the case, I must rescue you. This will also be a way of repaying the late queen's kindness."

[Host, how much favor do you owe to the late queen?] [There are only two at the moment, it’s hard to say in the future.]

Situ Jing had never known about this. He stammered, "My mother knows you?"

"I don't know her, but the late queen saved me once when I was young. Without her, I would have died long ago. Your Highness Sixteen, don't panic. I'll keep my promise."

Situ Jing looked deeply at her disappearing back, and her last words echoed in his ears.

He didn't trust anyone except the fairy sister, but this time he would trust the prime minister for the time being. If he dared to lie to him...

Haha, he will definitely let her know the price of deceiving herself!
……

In the twilight, the lights in the depths of the Forbidden City were bright, and the magnificent palace was set against the glowing sky.

The melodious bells from the bell and drum tower announced the start of the dinner.

The palace gates were wide open, and envoys from various countries, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked through the numerous palace gates according to the rules, and walked along the imperial road. There were red carpets along the way, and tall red pillars and emerald green palace lanterns were lined on both sides, emitting a soft light.

At the banquet, the tables were filled with fine wine and delicious food, and there was a dazzling array of rare and exotic fruits.

The envoys and officials of various countries sat in a staggered manner, drinking together, talking and laughing, while the court dancers entered the venue gracefully, dancing like fairies descending from the earth. The musicians played harmonious music, and the sound lingered in the air.

On the high platform, Ling Mo, as the young prime minister, sat below the emperor, on the same level as the princes, demonstrating her transcendent status.

The Second Prince Situ Fan drank his wine, his eyes never leaving the person opposite him, hidden and greedy.

The fourth prince Situ Lie returned from the army last year. He holds military power in his hands and is chatting with the ministers in high spirits.

The tenth prince Situ Ying was also surrounded by people. Although Concubine Mei had no background, being the emperor's most favored son was an asset in itself.

The eleventh prince Situ Jueming has few people around him and seems to be the one who cares least about power. However, Ling Mo, who knows the background of all the princes, knows that he is the one who hides the deepest.

Take the corruption case for example, many of the people involved were Situ Jueming’s people.

Sitting next to Situ Fan, the Eleventh Prince clearly sensed the gaze of his stupid brother. He couldn't help but look across with interest, wanting to know how the Prime Minister would respond.

As a result, I unexpectedly bumped into a pair of eyes as black as the abyss.

He raised his glass and smiled friendly.

Ling Mo returned the drink hesitantly, but only licked the rim of the cup lightly.

Situ Jueming, who saw all her movements clearly, was slightly annoyed, but he did not show it on his face.

Hearing the sound of swallowing saliva beside him, a sneer flashed in his eyes.

Fourth brother really doesn't care about food. He can even kill the sickly Prime Minister, even though he is a man.

From the corner of his eye, he saw a young man in a fancy robe drinking the fine wine. His face instantly turned red, and he seemed a little tipsy from the wine.

Her cheeks were as if covered with a thin layer of powder, and the slight redness was tender and beautiful, just like a newly blooming plum blossom.

One sip and you're drunk?!

There were many people secretly watching the young man at the top, and naturally they also caught a glimpse of this rare surprise.

As she looked around, her radiance flowed, making people unable to help but be intoxicated.

Apart from His Majesty and the Prince, no one dared to toast the Prime Minister, and naturally no one knew that her alcohol tolerance was only so low.

Situ Jing hid in the dark and saw many eyes staring at that person infatuatedly. But she looked so innocent and unaware, and he felt angry for no reason.

Idiot, you don’t even know when you were eaten.

(End of this chapter)