After their minds were read, the entire court trembled with fear.

Chapter 29 Fake Hanging?

After rescuing the person, Shen Zhiyi regretted it for a fleeting moment.

Why is she making such a fuss over nothing?

[But seeing someone in danger, my "living Lei Feng spirit" simply couldn't bear to stand by and watch them die. In a moment of impulse, without thinking, I saved them.]

Shen Zhiyi examined Princess Duan and looked up to find shocked looks all around her.

She chuckled and pointed at Princess Duan: "Hehe, it's nothing."

Zhang Sheren picked up his jaw from its daze and wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.

My goodness, Shen Lang actually knows martial arts!

It's fortunate that it was Shen Lang; anyone else would have already aroused the old emperor's suspicion.

At best, they won't be given important positions; at worst, they might be demoted and have their property confiscated under some pretext.

The original owner of this body was of course not skilled in martial arts, but fortunately, she was agile.

Shen Zhiyi, of course... wasn't exactly skilled in martial arts. It's just that her parents were away working and didn't have time to take care of her, so they sent her to a martial arts school.

As a result, the school went bankrupt on the third day after I arrived.

The moves I learned later were just some rudimentary techniques I picked up in the university taekwondo club, so it was all a misunderstanding on the part of those people; they were just overthinking it.

But Shen Zhiyi had no idea about any of this.

The old emperor suppressed the turmoil in his heart, sat down in the chair that Chen Decai had brought, looked at the Princess Consort of Duan who was sobbing softly, and asked, "Princess Consort of Duan, why are you so determined to hang yourself?"

Yes, yes, if you can't think straight, find another way to die. Hanging yourself is such a gruesome way to die.

Princess Duan released her grip, tilted her head back, and deliberately showed off the obvious mark.

"Father, I can't live anymore, sob sob sob."

“Prince Duan, Prince Duan.”

Princess Consort Duan didn't say anything, seemingly out of consideration for Prince Duan's feelings, but everyone present knew.

The old emperor was so angry that he kicked Prince Duan hard.

Prince Duan knelt on the ground, pointing at Princess Duan in despair: "What do you mean by this?"

"What do I mean? What could I possibly mean?"

[Poor Princess Duan! She's practically a wife of a gay man! Prince Duan is a real scoundrel. If you like men, marry a man! Why did you have to mess with women? Did they owe you something, or did they want to kill your whole family?]

The Vice Minister of War shuddered, and then his courage grew. This was something the royal family had done wrong, so what was he afraid of?

"Your Majesty, please grant justice for my daughter!"

After saying that, the Vice Minister of War slammed his head hard on the floor tile.

Princess Duan was deeply moved by what she saw.

"Father, father?"

The old emperor took a deep breath: "Rest assured, my dear minister, I will definitely stand up for you."

Prince Duan: Ah, no?

"Father, I have something to say."

What can you say if the old emperor slaps you across the face?

"Minister Wu, I have wronged you. I will issue an edict now to divorce these two. No, I mean to order Princess Duan to divorce my good-for-nothing son."

After all, it was his son who was in the wrong first.

No sooner had the old emperor finished speaking than two voices spoke in unison.

"and many more!"

It was Prince Duan and his wife who spoke.

The old emperor was eager to hear the Prince Duan speak, but what did the Princess Duan mean?

[What's the point of waiting? While the old emperor isn't senile yet and is still a sensible man, why not hurry up and separate? Prince Duan's private life is so messy; if he catches some disease, you'll be the one who suffers.]

The Vice Minister of War trembled. He wanted to become a relative of the emperor, but that was on the condition that his daughter was not mistreated.

He raised his hand, his mouth slightly open, but before he could say anything, his daughter stopped him.

Princess Duan wept and said, "Father, no matter how wrong the prince is, he is still my heaven. Isn't divorce a bit too serious?"

"Yes, yes, Father, it hasn't come to the point of divorce yet."

The old emperor was furious; his hand trembled as he pointed at Prince Duan.

"Now I understand why you are still childless at this age. So that's why."

"How dare you speak like that? Shut your mouth!"

Sigh, that's what women in feudal society are like. The idea that the husband is everything is utter nonsense.

[Speaking of which, where did the old emperor put my horse steed? If I don't steal it back and show it to Princess Duan, maybe she'll have the same realization as Consort Chen after seeing it.]

Upon hearing the name Consort Chen, the old emperor clicked his tongue. After she gave birth, he immediately sent her to a nunnery to be a nun, where she would spend her days with the ancient Buddha and the dim lamp.

Shen Zhiyi seemed to be searching for Ma Yuan's whereabouts, and as she searched, she discovered something extraordinary.

"I rely on."

So shocked that his voice escaped.

His pronunciation was clear and distinct, so clear that no one could pretend to be deaf.

The old emperor's lips twitched, and he turned to look at Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi knelt down immediately without the slightest hesitation.

[Oh no, oh no, I knew I shouldn't have watched this! This is terrible, boohoo.]

"Is this a serious matter? They're not going to be beheaded, are they? Actually, just removing my official hat would be enough."

The old emperor took a deep breath, gave a few brief criticisms, and then fined Shen Zhiyi a month's salary.

[To hell with that old emperor! He'd rather behead me! Aaaaaah!]

With her money gone, Shen Zhiyi was listless and lost interest in even watching amusement.

Those waiting for the rest of the story: ...

Many people began to have opinions about the old emperor.

Shen Zhiyi is still a child, you can't let her off the hook!

The old emperor touched the tip of his nose guiltily.

"Ahem, Princess Consort Duan, why are you unwilling to divorce Prince Duan? Tell me your reasons, and I will make the decision for you."

The Vice Minister of War said to his daughter, "Yes, tell me what's troubling you."

There's no real hardship involved.

Vice Minister of War: ? ? ?

Why doesn't his precious daughter have any reason to be upset? She's crying so pitifully, and she even wants to hang herself!

These people would never have imagined that Prince Duan and Princess Duan's marriage was a pre-existing concept.

Oh, Princess Duan is even more ahead of her time than Consort Chen.

Shen Zhiyi had a blank face, she was unhappy, but she still didn't forget to watch the drama unfold.

Princess Consort Duan had long known that Prince Duan was homosexual and disliked women. Since she didn't want children, and the Empress was pressuring him to marry, he was fed up with the pressure. So, after some back and forth, they decided to get together.

[Regardless of how much the Prince Duan indulges in his pleasures outside, Princess Consort Duan will not have children.]

Prince Duan didn't care; he didn't like women anyway.

The old emperor laughed in anger.

Prince Duan smiled guiltily.

Princess Duan was puzzled. She secretly pinched the other person's lower back, meaning that they should think of a solution quickly.

Prince Duan glared at Princess Duan with annoyance and spoke silently.

—It's all your fault!

He's now trying to come up with a solution, and everyone knows that.

Zhang Sheren's pen fell on the paper, he longed to write, but he couldn't, it was so painful.

But then again, these two clearly have no feelings for each other, so why did Princess Duan suddenly want to hang herself?

[I never imagined that Princess Duan's suicide attempt was faked!]

The Vice Minister of War turned his stiff head.

His daughter is really something else; she even dared to fake a suicide attempt.

The Vice Minister of War, who had been as inflated as a balloon, deflated in an instant.

it's good now.

Both parties are at fault.

[Strange, why would Princess Duan stage this fake hanging?]

Oh~

I see, I see—

Princess Consort Duan, you are truly a brilliant woman!