"Well, if I don't make some preparations in advance, how can I marry you smoothly?"

Chi Wanyue covered her lips and smiled, her eyes curved like a narrow peach blossom.

"Azhao, you forgot, there is still my brother."

Ning Huaizhao's face froze.

He knew how much Chi Jiangting loved his sister, and Chi Jiangting's reputation had always been as gentle as jade, but everyone knew that his bones were extremely hard.

When the time comes, Chi Jiangting really won't show mercy just because he is the prince.

Seeing Ning Huaizhao's face, Chi Wanyue smiled even more heartily, with a bit of schadenfreude.

"Then Abao, please help me."

"Then let's see what you bribe me with."

Chi Wanyue's arrogant little appearance made Ning Huaizhao smile even deeper. He leaned into her ear and said something, which made her ears turn red immediately.

Heat flowed into her ears along with Ning Huaizhao's voice, itching and numbing. After hearing what he said clearly, Chi Wanyue's face turned red.

Ning Huaizhao said: "On your wedding night, I will use myself to bribe you."

Seeing Ning Huaizhao walking without squinting, with a bit of a smile on his face and a serious look, Chi Wanyue covered her face with her hands.

Wuwuwu, Ah Zhao is not like this. He is obviously thin-skinned and embarrassed to say these words. What has he experienced, or has he read something messy?

Ah Zhao is not clean anymore.

Several people arrived at the cell together. It was clean and tidy, with carpets, a small table, a teapot, and a heater. It really looked like a well-furnished small room.

Chi Wanyue turned around, took a look and said, "It's quite clean, spotless."

Chi Rui and Mrs. Chi were also quite satisfied.

It looked like they were on a tour, visiting the cells. Only Ms. Li was worried like an ant on a hot pot. She wanted to say something, but couldn't get a word in.

Chi Rui helped Mrs. Chi sit on the bed next to her, while Ning Huaizhao took Chi Wanyue and sat beside the small table.

Li quickly pulled Chi Qingyang. He glanced at Chi Wanyue, but shook his head at Li and refused to sit over.

Mrs. Li looked at him with hatred, glared at him and then looked at Ning Huaizhao.

He looked through the collection of poems, and there was nothing wrong with the poems at the front, but when he looked at the middle, he saw a few unusual poems mixed in.

Ning Huaizhao couldn't help but frown. Seeing his expression, Chi Wanyue quickly came over and took a look.

"Azhao, this poem is very obscure."

If you think about it carefully, you can see that this poem is a satire on the current emperor's superstitious belief in immortality.

"Any more?"

Ning Huaizhao flipped through a few more poems, but there were still very obscure poems in them.

Either it is a political satire, or it is a nostalgia for the previous dynasty. In short, if we look into it carefully, it is not false to say that the person who wrote the poem had a rebellious intention.

"Chi Qingyang, come here."

Chi Wanyue looked at Chi Wanyue and greeted her very smoothly, which made Mrs. Li a little dissatisfied.

After all, he is also her brother, how can he call him by his first name?

But she had something to ask for at the moment and didn't dare to say anything.

Not to mention Chi Qingyang, who has been suppressed by Chi Wanyue since he was a child. He is said to be an elder brother, but if you really care about him, he looks like Chi Wanyue's younger brother.

Now that I saw her greeting me, I quickly ran over.

Chi Wanyue put the book on the small table, turned to the pages of rebellious poems, pointed at them and said, "Are they familiar?"

Chi Qingyang watched a few songs, shook his head, and couldn't help but raise his hand to scratch his head.

"Why don't I have any impression of these poems? They probably weren't written by us."

"Don't you even think about it? You've already been plotted."

Chi Wanyue looked at him, a little helpless.

Even if someone really sells him, he will help him count the money. This cowardly and honest temperament is a bit like Chi Liang.

Moreover, both of them are very dedicated, one concentrates on carving porcelain, and the other concentrates on writing his poems.

Chi Wanyue sighed, raised her chin and said, "Write down all the people at your party."

Chi Qingyang nodded quickly and took a brush to write on the paper. Chi Wanyue took a look and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and glanced at Chi Qingyang.

Unexpectedly, the characters are quite beautiful.

"Where do you usually have poetry writing gatherings?"

Ning Huaizhao, who had been silent for the whole time, asked.

Chi Qingyang paused, put down the brush in his hand, and held his hand towards Ning Huaizhao.

"Go back to the prince, in Qionghua Garden."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mrs. Li gave him a slap on the back of the head: "You brat, you spent all the money your mother worked so hard to save on things like that, right?"

Chi Qingyang raised his hand to rub the back of his head and turned to look at Mr. Li.

"Mom, I'm not there to eat, drink and have fun, I'm just writing poems with my friends."

"What's not eating, drinking and having fun? For so long, you have only taken money from home, but I have never seen you send money home. And those friends of yours can't help at all. They are all poor scholars, right?

Can it help you become a successful person or something?"

Li's voice became louder and louder, causing several other people to frown, and Mrs. Chi also had a headache.

Ning Huaizhao lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Mrs. Li. She then stopped and did not dare to speak any more.

Chi Qingyang then picked up the pen and started writing again.

"Ah Zhao, there are many people in Qionghua Garden. If someone is really doing something secretly, we may not be able to investigate."

"No, Abao. We were writing poems, compiling poetry collections, eating and drinking in the room, and no one else could come in."

Chi Wanyue raised her eyes to look at him and asked, "Are you sure the room has never been empty?"

"I'm sure there's always someone inside and it's never been empty."

Chi Wanyue thought for a while and then asked: "Can the waiter who brings you food have access to your poems?"

Hearing this, a trace of hesitation appeared on Chi Qingyang's face. He really didn't know.

Each of them was so busy writing poems and compiling poetry collections that they couldn't think about anything else, so they really didn't know whether the waiter had done anything.

Seeing him like this, the hope in Chi Wanyue's eyes was shattered again.

"In this way, even if someone pretends to be a waiter and enters your room, you still don't know about it and there is still no way to investigate."

Ning Huaizhao reached out and took Chi Wanyue's hand in his palm.

"Let's check first and see if we can find any clues."

"That's all it can do."

Ning Huaizhao raised his eyes and looked at Qiu Feng. He understood, raised his hands to signal, and then walked out of the cell door.

After Chi Qingyang wrote down all the poets, Ning Huaizhao picked it up and took a look. Chi Wanyue also went over to take a look. Before he could see anything, he heard a burst of laughter coming from outside the door.

Then came Wei Wenzhong's voice.

Ning Huaizhao put away the paper in his hand and raised his eyes to see Wei Wenzhong who was holding his hand over to him.


Chapter completed!