The guard chief Enjing asked someone to carry him all the way to the back hall. Zhu Yijing was lying on the bed, covering his butt with pain.

It was not until the imperial doctor came in and checked it carefully and concluded that the skin was not broken and it was better to rest for two days. Zhu Yijing stopped moaning in embarrassment. After waiting for a while, he did not see Empress Corning come back. So he looked at Enjing, who was standing beside him bored:

"Captain Guard, please borrow the knife from me to see if it's okay?"

Enjing immediately pressed the handle of the knife alertly:

"The Third Prince, the sword has no eyes, and my subordinates dare not."

Zhu Yijing smacked his lips boredly and moved his body closer:

"Then how about you let me touch my stomach?"

A hint of panic flashed in Enjing's eyes immediately. She took a step back and calmed down and said cautiously:

"Three Your Highness, please respect yourself."

"Hey, what are you thinking? I want to see if you have abdominal muscles."

While talking, Zhu Yijing gestured near his stomach.

Subconsciously touching his hard abdomen, the vigilance in Enjing's eyes increased instead of reducing:

"The Third Highness, Enjing has sworn that she will serve His Majesty all her life, and I would like to ask Your Highness not to joke anymore."

Zhu Yijing was immediately dissatisfied and squirmed a few times to try to get close to Enjing:

"No, my butt is hurt. Why are you still afraid of me? Come on, I will just touch it for a few times, and I won't lose a piece of meat."

Enjing dared not approach Zhu Yijing, and he took a step back silently:

"Your Highness, if you really want to find the princess, you can discuss with Your Majesty and don't make things difficult for the superiors."

"Tsk, what are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? What can I eat? Come on, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will never give up."

"She doesn't need to explain."

Just when Enjing was at a loss, Empress Corning's cold voice came from the door, relieving her:

"Little bastard, do you want to take Eun-jing's clothes off? If you are injured, lie down properly so as not to get worse in a while!"

After threatening Zhu Yijing, who was itchy, Empress Corning looked at Enjing with soft eyes:

"Little guy is joking, Eun-jing, please quit first."

"Abide by the order!"

Enjing, who had been entangled for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief, clasped her fists and turned her face and left, not daring to look back.

When the palace gate was closed, Empress Corning sat on the edge of the bed, twisted Zhu Yijing's butt and scolded:

"What else can I pretend? With your body, you can't even get red and swollen! Or do you really want me to clean up you?"

"hiss--"

Zhu Yijing, whose tender flesh was twisted, quickly got up, and while making room for Empress Corning and the chessboard, he licked his face and said with a smile:

"Where is this? The son minister just wants to cooperate better. Which vixen in the court is not a scheming vixen? How embarrassing it is to act fake."

"Stop this!" Empress Corning took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed:

"I'm using a black man, let me tell you what I learned today?"

In the air, he handed over the chess basket where Heizi was, and Zhu Yijing followed suit and sat cross-legged:

"Then I will stop talking nonsense. After all, I will just put it in a desperate situation. But this death does not seem to be a desperate situation?"

"You only saw the first one." With a snap, Empress Corning's face was lazy:

"Although the boss has many diners and counselors, it's too mixed. Most of them just want to get a piece of the pie. With his ability, he will cause trouble sooner or later. Since that's the case, it's better for me to take action as soon as possible to help him remove the weeds."

Bang!

As the white sprite fell in a corner, Zhu Yijing shrugged indifferently:

"But my son probably, once the signs are revealed this time, and they are arrested and investigated by the imperial prison, they may not scare everyone away. At least Yu Chunhua from the Ministry of Rites has turned pale."

"Um……"

After pondering for a moment, Empress Corning began to make progress with the center:

"What he said makes sense, then Xuan went into the palace and asked carefully, although this would scare away many people."

"That's better than scattering money when falling into a tree."

Troubled by surrounding Heizi or taking every step, Zhu Yijing finally chose the latter:

"It just happened to give me some helpers to my second brother. Second brother is kind and righteous. These helpers will be more useful than when speculating."

"Ha." Empress Corning didn't comment on this and continued to operate the black piece on the chessboard:

"Tell me, what do you want this time?"

Zhu Yijing smiled and did not immediately ask for the conditions:

"It's better for the Queen Mother to understand the son minister and know that the son minister has already prepared."

"Nonsense, otherwise you would have left the hall long ago and would have stayed to play chess with me?"

Empress Corning raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was a little unhappy.

"If your Majesty is this, you won't dare to leave without a sage."

Zhu Yijing still couldn't resist the temptation and made a move near the lonely black man:

"My son wants to know who was the initiator of the witchcraft incident."

He immediately surrounded Bai Zi, who was unable to help, but Empress Corning spoke but answered the question irrelevantly:

"Give me a reasonable reason."

Rubbing Bai Zi between his fingers, Zhu Yijing frowned slightly, and after a while, he took the next step:

"Twelve years ago, the Queen Mother killed many ruthless ministers, and the orphans of these ruthless ministers were pardoned, but the sons of the ruthless ministers may not be grateful for the Queen Mother's kindness, so this incident-"

Continuing to make arrangements in the corner steadily, Zhu Yijing did not make any progress:

"It is the orphan of the traitor, and his dissatisfaction is pushed behind the scenes."

After a little thought, Empress Corning made a decision in her heart:

"It's your second brother's adviser. A man named Tian Lile and the Censorate are in contact with each other. However, your second brother is not aware of it. It should be the one who did it arbitrarily. The Jinyiwei checked it, but the background is very clean and no clues can be found."

“Clean background is also a problem?”

Zhu Yijing didn't think much about it and continued to leave a son.

"There is no clue, the biggest clue. Since nothing can be found, the diploma must have been forged, and the Bingma Si, who is responsible for reviewing the diplomas entering the city, could not see it?"

Empress Corning directly blocked Zhu Yijing's head-on trend and taught him a good lesson.

In desperation, Zhu Yijing had to abandon the isolated Baizi who was struggling to survive and attempt to gain a foothold on the edge of the chessboard:

"It's my son's carelessness. However, the Minister of Justice is in charge of the case and it is understandable that it is said that the Minister of Works will make a sound support. What's going on with the Minister of Works?"

Eat the abandoned child slowly, Empress Corning laughed:

"Yesterday, the Ministry of Works successfully realized the idea of ​​integrating gunpowder and projectiles you proposed. Old Man Yin came to me repeatedly and wanted to chat with you in person. Do you really think I am stupid? After chatting with you, why don't you kidnap people together?"

When Zhu Yijing heard Empress Corning's words, his eyes lit up, and then he felt a little amused:

"The old man is famous for his intoxicated artifacts, otherwise he would not have been an official since Grandpa's generation... Forget it, how many times can he hit the three-eyed magic gun at a time?"

"Removing useless parts will be no problem at a time."

After saying this, Empress Corning looked at Zhu Yijing seriously:
Chapter completed!