Chapter 66 [70] Memorial

Inside Ziyan Palace.

Sima Jintian looked at Tsing Yi who was kneeling in front of him with a gloomy face, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked him.

"You bastard, the prince asked you to send people to follow that Si Qingfeng, not to send people to Caiyun Building to make trouble!"

"This subordinate deserves to die! This subordinate is incapable of discipline, which is why they have caused such a catastrophe. Please punish him, Your Highness!" Tsing Yi took a kick from him and spat out a mouthful of blood before opening her mouth.

"Send the message to the people in the Ministry of Punishment, be sure to keep the Caiyun Building!" Sima Jintian took a deep breath, closed his eyes and ordered: "Go down and heal your wounds."

"Yes." Tsing Yi endured the pain and stood up, then quickly retreated.

"Damn Si Qingfeng, you dare to go against me, I must kill you!" Sima Jintian threw all the furnishings in the room in one breath, but he couldn't vent the pent-up breath in his heart. He could only yell at Si Qingfeng as hateful.

At the same time, Duanyu was in the palace.

Yang Ruoyi half-lyed on the soft couch, holding half a bitten mint clear cake in her hand, and handed it to Sima Ding, who was sitting on the side reviewing the memorial, and said, "Try Bihuan's new technique, it's very refreshing."

Sima Dingtian opened his mouth to catch the mint cake, but kept his eyes fixed on the memorial in his hand, until the cool mint smell came out from his lips and teeth, then he came back to look at Yang Ruoyi.

"How is it?" Yang Ruoyi waited expectantly for his comment.

"Well, it tastes good." Sima Dingtian nodded, and then talked about another topic.

"During dinner, Prime Minister You entered the palace in a hurry and handed this brochure to the emperor..." He flipped the brochure in his hand to her to read, but Yang Ruoyi covered the contents with one hand.

"Show me what to do, I'm not the prince, and in our current situation, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at me, it's better to pay attention, so as not to be known by some jealous people, and intervene in front of my father. Together, if you say that I interfered in the government, it would not be worthwhile to punish you for conniving concubine."

"Is Yi'er afraid of this? If you want to be lazy, just say it, I won't make things difficult for you." Sima Dingtian shook his head, took back the memorial, and changed to dictate the content: "This afternoon, the son of Prime Minister You was found dead in a brothel Here, Prime Minister You cried in front of his father, begging him to be the master..."

"Then, your father gave you this stall, right?" Yang Ruoyi took over the conversation.

"En." Sima Dingtian nodded.

"Tell me, what is the name of the brothel, where is it located, who is the boss and what is his background?" Although he knew that the emperor did this to train Sima Dingtian, but he just became the prince, so he dumped such a big case on him Let's do it, isn't it a little too ruthless to be a father? !
"The brothel is called Caiyunlou. It's located in the suburbs of Jingdong. Its owner is..." Before Sima Dingtian finished speaking, Yang Ruoyi sat up suddenly and interrupted: "Sima Jintian!"

"You mean, the real boss behind Caiyunlou is the third brother?!" Sima Dingtian was not surprised by Yang Ruoyi's affirmative attitude.After all, before marrying him, Yang Ruoyi and Sima Jintian got closer...

Although he knew that Yang Ruoyi got so close to Sima Jintian because he was deceived, but just thinking about the intimacy between Yang Ruoyi and Sima Jintian, his heart was burning like a raging fire!

He was originally an indifferent person, and only when he encountered something related to Yang Ruoyi would he get confused and lose his position, and he couldn't control his emotions even more!
(End of this chapter)

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