Just as Yi Yin entered the bedroom, she heard the crown prince sigh and walked in with a smile to put down the pastries in his hands.
"Why are you sighing at such a young age? The people outside are all busy with work, yet you're being lazy here and you're still not satisfied? " Yinyin placed the pastries neatly on the table and revealed a smile.
What Yi Yin said wasn't exaggerated at all. Since the New Year was about to start, the court was bustling with activity. It was as if Huanmo Che didn't even get better and went to court. Most importantly, Shang shaoye's identity had been restored, and there were various kinds of voices appearing in the imperial court every day. Although they had been suppressed by Emperor Shang, this matter was not just a small matter like what it was before, it was a matter that concerned the future of Shang shaoye. Even many of the old officials who were disarmed had gone back to the imperial court in order to restore Shang Wuxin's status as a princess. These people's suggestions were not too much of a threat, and that was only due to Shang's unintentional ability and influence. Otherwise, a woman in men's clothing would have been the one to be killed, so the court officials of the State of Shang were a little afraid of Shang's unintentional actions.
Shang Feng was about to get up from the soft couch. Although she was used to being humble and respectful towards her elders, she was still a very gentle person in her heart. But before Shang could get up, Yinyin hurriedly took a thin blanket over him and scolded him, "You haven't even fully recovered yet, and you're still lying here with the windows open. Do you want to get sick?" As he spoke, he placed the thin blanket over Shang's body that he had no intention of getting up from, and closed the window which was still being blown by the cold wind.
"Now that Mo Che and Yu Feng are both busy, I have to rest up. Otherwise, I will have to face many more things!" Shang didn't seem to be in the mood to tease him, and didn't seem to have the slightest shyness about facing all the civil and military officials in the future.
Yiyin already knew Shang didn't have the heart to admit defeat and act so arrogantly, but now that she saw Shang's expression, she could only laugh.
"I heard that the one currently in power in the Mist Country is Xuan Hao?" Although Han Xuanhao was the High Lord of the Ice Star Pavilion, in the eyes of Shang Wuxin and the other men, he was no different from his own son. However, these children were much smarter and more mature than the average person.
The biggest news on the continent today was nothing more than two things. One was that Prince Shang was actually a woman, and the other was that the Mist Country had changed hands. And now, the person who controlled the Mist Country was actually the Seventh Prince, Han Xuanhao, a nameless individual who had just been found.
"Yeah, Xuan Hao is the Mist Country's emperor now!" Even she did not expect Han Xuanhao to be able to control the Mist Country in such a short period of time. Although this did not lack the help from everyone, the speed at which he was traveling was still shocking to Shang. In Shang's eyes, Han Xuanhao had always been a wandering person. However, he had never expected that he would be the same as well when it came to manipulating power.
Shang had no intention to forget. Now, people were afraid to hear the name of the Seventh Marquis, because there were many people who resisted. However, Han Xuanhao had no intention to recruit them. He was killed! He heard that when Sun Hanxuan Hao had taken complete control of Mist Country, the blood in the palace had spilled all over the entire palace. When Sun Hanxuan Hao had taken complete control of Mist Country, the blood in the palace had spread all over the palace.
Shang Wuxin also received a letter from Han Xuanhao. He knew that the Temple had been destroyed by the Mist Country long ago, and that Han Xuanhao had also killed the Holy Envoy in private. Perhaps the Mist Emperor would never have thought that he would fall into Han Xuanhao's trap and become the ruler of a nation of perdition when he went to all the trouble to get rid of the temple.
"This child, he looks very obedient. I didn't expect him to be so careless!" Yi Yin said with a smile. At that time, Han Xuanhao had always restrained his arrogance, evilness, and bloodlust. He looked extremely harmless, but when he left Shang Wuxin, he had immediately exposed his fangs and hunted for his own food.
Shang Chen took the pastry and placed it into his mouth. He squinted his eyes and revealed a smile towards Yi Yin. His cold face became extremely moving because of this smile. Even Yi Yin was stunned. Yinyin didn't even dare to imagine what kind of heart Shang Wuxin would have if she were to dress in a woman's outfit. Perhaps even a woman might not be able to escape from such charm.
Swallowing the pastries, Shang Wuxin said nostalgically, "They are still quite at ease, it's almost the new year and they should be back soon!" For everyone, the Crown Prince's Palace was their home. Therefore, no matter who it was, they would come back for the new year. Even Shang Wuxin, who was indifferent to the New Year, was looking forward to it.
When Yinyin heard this, she couldn't sit still any longer. Since the death of her husband, the New Year was no different from usual for Yinyin. It was all taken care of by her subordinates, but now Yinyin suddenly felt that she had to make the arrangements herself this year. She got up to busy herself.
Yi Yin had just left the chamber when Dauntless walked in with a stack of papers in his hand. Although it was inconvenient to settle many matters in the imperial court because of Shang's status as a woman without a heart, the fact was that Emperor Shang had left a lot of papers in Shang's hands to deal with, completely ignoring the suggestions of the courtiers.
Shang Bin looked at the table full of papers and suddenly asked, "Why is Mo Che nowhere to be seen today?" Speaking of which, Shang Wuxin had not seen Huan Mo Che for a long time, ever since they were rescued from the forest that day. Originally, Shang Wuxin did not pay any attention to this matter, it was good that she knew that nothing had happened to Huanmo Che, but after so many days of not seeing him, she was still a little surprised. At first she thought that something had happened to Huanmo Che, so she did not see him, but later on when she saw how relaxed Huanmo Che looked, she knew that he was really fine, but since he had nothing to do with it, then why hadn't she come to see him?
Fearless' face was stiff. Although the crown prince had not seen him, but he knew that Fearless had been out of the palace for the past few days. He just hadn't gone in yet. When he thought about how the Prime Minister of the Left was almost healed, he felt that the Prime Minister of the Left would appear in front of the Crown Prince in a few days.
"In the past few days, the imperial court has been very busy. Perhaps the Minister of the Left could not handle it!" Dauntless considered for a moment.
Shang Wuxin suddenly got up from the soft couch, and came to Dauntless's side, lowering his head slightly to look into Dreadless' eyes, "Dreadless, it's best not to lie in front of me!" As he spoke, he sat down and began to read the paper, as if the one who had just spoken wasn't him.
"I don't blame you, I just wanted to tell you that you're my slave. Everyone has feelings for you, but you're my eyes, so don't do anything that would confuse them!" "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Shang Wuxin was not angry, though he felt that there were many times when Fearless was cautious and prudent, but Fearlessness also had its drawbacks. Shang Wuxin did not doubt Fearless's loyalty, but he did not wish for Fearless to be cheated again in the future.
Fearless had thought that the Crown Prince was unhappy with his own decisions, but now he knew that the Crown Prince had always been teaching him. He nodded and said firmly, "This servant will definitely not disappoint the Crown Prince!"
Shang's heart was not satisfied with Fearless's understanding. He tapped the table with his index finger and said, "Fearless, there are some things you should look around you. Perhaps there is an unexpected surprise!" After saying so much, Shang Wuxin no longer dared to say anything else.
Dauntless walked out of the bedroom and saw Cheng Shi walking in with his medicine case. The two of them were already very familiar with Dreadless, so they nodded. Cheng Shi smiled and asked, "Did you use the medicine I gave you a few days ago?" If there is nothing else, tell me! "
Because of an old wound in the joint of his right leg, the Tutelage took his pulse and gave it to the Dauntless along the way, and then prescribed medicine for Dauntless. After following the crown prince for so long, he knew that the medicines Cheng Shi had prescribed for him were excellent. Her old wounds were much better, she didn't think too much, but after hearing the crown prince's words, she was shocked to see Cheng Shi concerned about her. Cheng Shi's eyes showed deep concern and understanding.
In the eyes of the fearless, Cheng Shi was a very good man. He was a quiet, skilled doctor, and did things in an orderly manner, but these were all men and women who acted as companions and not as if they had feelings for each other.
"I'm already much better, thank you!" Fearless lowered his head, not daring to look at Cheng Shi. And sometimes, even if one's heart wasn't moved, being distracted was already the best starting point.
Cheng Shi was not a talkative person. He looked at Fearless, but still said worriedly, "The weather has turned cold now. Wear more clothes!" Then, without waiting for a response, he entered the chamber, his hand dripping with sweat as he held the medicine box.
Fearless looked at Cheng Shi's back, and became absent-minded. Then he shook his head to suppress the thought in his mind.
It was already evening by the time Shang Guan finished dealing with the papers, he heard that Huan Mo Che had already returned to his own courtyard. As there were still many matters in the palace, Leng Yufeng had been left behind by Emperor Shang.
"Evening meal sent to the Illusory Pavilion!" He had thought that there was some conflict between the young master Fantasy spirit and the crown prince, and thus, he knew that the lord Fantasy spirit cared about the crown prince very much. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to pass by the entrance of the palace quietly all the time.
When Shang Xin arrived at the entrance of the Illusory Pavilion, he saw that the lanterns outside the courtyard had already been lit. Shang Tong was not in the mood to lift his foot and enter the Illusory Pavilion. It was very quiet in the Illusory Pavilion. He walked through the courtyard to the door of the chamber. He opened the door and entered.
At this time, Huan Mo Che was sitting in a room looking at a pile of papers, when he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening and became displeased. Normally, not only the people who served him did not dare to directly barge into his room, but also those servants.
Shang Tong wore a black brocade robe, his black hair was tied up high, and he smiled as he entered his own room. He made Huan Mo Che feel guilty for being tangled for so many days, and yet he was kicked away in an instant.
"Xin Er!" It was too late for him to cover his bruised face. He had felt guilty for not seeing Shang for so many days, and it was also because he did not want Shang to know that there had been some conflict between him and Leng Yufeng. Although this conflict was over, they were still afraid that Shang might not be angry if they did not let Shang find out.
After Shang had entered the room, he saw at first glance that Huan Mo Che's face had not turned purple yet, and immediately knew the reason why he had not seen him for the past few days. However, his handsome face turned purple, as if a fine ink painting had been stained. Shang could not help but frown upon seeing this.
Shang Chen was not in the mood to sit by Huan Mo Che's side. He extended his hand to stroke the bruise, his voice full of displeasure, "Who did it?"