Shang Xiaomin's heart skipped a beat when he heard the old king's words, and a trace of panic flashed across his face.
Although he tried his best to remain calm, his hands were tightly gripping the armrests of the chair, so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
At this moment, he regretted letting Cheng Shengxuan wear the clothes of the guards in the palace.
He even regretted letting Cheng Shengxuan come along.
This was not a subtle change in emotion, but it could not be hidden from the Second Prince who had been staring at him.
Shang Xiaohui sneered in his heart.
Are you so nervous?
There must be something wrong with this person!
He stared at Cheng Shengxuan and continued to attack him.
"Why, you don't dare to take off the mask, are you hiding something?"
"Oh, I see. Is it hard to pick?"
"Someone come, help him!"
The guard beside him heard this and walked towards him.
Cheng Shengxuan sighed, his tone helpless.
"It seems that the Second Prince is determined to expose my scars."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and slowly took off the mask.
"Don't..."
Shang Xiaomin widened his eyes, staring at his movements, his whole body tense.
The next moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.
As the mask was slowly taken off, a plain face with burn marks on the left side and a hideous and terrifying look was exposed to everyone.
"hiss!"
"ah--"
Some timid palace maids were so scared when they saw his face that they covered their mouths and screamed.
Taking in everyone's reactions, Cheng Shengxuan raised his hand and touched his hideous left cheek.
I have to say, the human skin mask made by the Dark Pavilion is quite realistic.
At the same time, he was thankful that he had just hung up the phone. If Anlu saw this face, it would be terrible.
"wrong!"
"It shouldn't be like this!"
The second prince stood up suddenly, a look of disbelief on his face.
If there is no problem, why is Lao Wu so nervous? !
Shang Xiaomin sat up straight again.
"Second brother, the guards in my mansion have taken off their masks as you wished. What else do you want?"
"After all, I have done a great service in saving the emperor. Isn't it too much for Second Brother to force me like this?"
Shang Xiaohui looked at him and asked back, with anger in his tone.
"What's wrong with me being cautious?!"
"presumptuous!"
The old king suddenly slammed the table.
He glared at the little eunuch who had just lost his composure.
"How dare you be so disrespectful in front of the emperor! How can a servant like you laugh at a man who has made great contributions?!"
He gave the chief eunuch a look.
"Hurry up and drag this slave out!"
The young eunuch knelt on the ground in a hurry and kowtowed several times.
"Please spare my life, my lord. It's not me, my servant. I didn't laugh. Please spare my life, my lord!"
But the next moment, he was covered with his mouth by the imperial guards and dragged away.
Seeing this scene, the two brothers who had been arguing just now suddenly quieted down.
The second prince's face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and sat back in his chair.
Of course he knew that his father was punishing the little eunuch on the surface, but in reality he was targeting him.
He was too impatient.
Even though the guard was suspicious, it was a fact that he saved my father in front of everyone, and keeping harping on it would be an embarrassment to my father.
The most important thing is that my father also had some doubts, so he acquiesced to his aggressiveness.
But now that people have taken off their masks, there is really no problem.
His father was warning him that he had to admit his defeat in this round! The
second prince looked at Cheng Shengxuan standing in the center with a gloomy expression, and glared at Shang Xiaomin again.
You guys got it easy this time!
The old king supported his forehead with one hand and leaned back in his chair.
"May I have your name?"
Cheng Shengxuan bowed his head slightly,
"My name is Qiu Shen."
"Qiu? That's an unusual last name."
The old king waved his hand.
"The guards of the Fifth Prince's palace have been rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold, ten pieces of silk and satin, and a precious sword for their meritorious service in rescuing the emperor."
"Thank you, Lord."
At this time, two imperial guards came outside the tent with a palace maid.
"Your Majesty, I was ordered to look for Concubine Xue's personal maid, but I discovered that she was sneaking around with a bag full of jewels and banknotes, trying to escape!
The palace maid knelt on the ground in panic.
"Please spare my life, my lord. I didn't do this. The matter of the young tiger really has nothing to do with me!"
She was really scared about the little tiger.
The old king leaned forward slightly.
"What the hell is going on?!"
The palace maid spoke tremblingly.
"It was Empress Xuefei. She found the tiger cub at the edge of the camp. I thought it was a kitten, so I brought it back to take care of it."
When he heard her mention the word "Snow Concubine", the old king showed a hint of impatience on his face.
Humph!
That vicious woman!
How much he loved her in the past, how much he hated her now.
Hearing this and thinking of what Qingmu had said before, Shang Xiaomin's eyes turned and he looked meaningfully in the direction of Shang Xiaohui.
"Why would Empress Xuefei go to the outskirts of the camp for no reason?"
Hearing this, the second prince's eyes became evasive, and he lowered his head in silence.
"I don't know either."
The maid lowered her head even deeper.
Seeing her like this, Shang Xiaomin narrowed his eyes, and there was an inexplicable hint of threat in his tone.
"Yeah?"
"This matter is of great importance. If you know about it but don't report it, you will be guilty of deceiving the emperor. How many heads do you have to be chopped off?!"
These words made the maid tremble, and she struggled to break free from the guards who were pulling her.
"Wait a moment!"
"Slave, slave, I remember now!"
"I vaguely saw that the queen was talking to a man in purple. The two behaved intimately, but I really don't know what they talked about."
"The man in purple?"
Shang Xiaomin glanced at the second prince with a smile.
"But the color my second brother is wearing?"
The maid looked up, then quickly lowered her head and spoke haltingly.
"Indeed, a bit like that."
The second prince immediately patted the armrest of the chair and stood up.
"Old Five, what did you mean by that just now?!"
Shang Xiaomin looked innocent.
"Don't worry, brother. I'm just asking casually."
Shang Xiaohui gritted his teeth and glared at him.
hateful!
He wanted to take the opportunity to drag Lao Wu into the water, but he was defeated in the end!
Damn it, how did the maid see him? !
The old king looked confused and lowered his eyes in deep thought.
Suddenly, I remembered the scene on the podium before, when I heard that the second brother had won, Xue Fei's joyful expression, and when the second brother was injured, Xue Fei's undisguised worry...
His expression turned fierce, and his eyes showed murderous intent.
"Someone, drag this slave who is plotting against her master away and chop her into pieces!"
"As for the second brother, you are not doing your job well. I will fine you one year's salary. Leave the affairs here to the fifth brother. You don't need to worry about it. Go back to the mansion and reflect on your mistakes. Without my order, you are not allowed to step out of the mansion!"
The second prince reluctantly lowered his head and responded.
"Your son obeys your order."
The old king rubbed his head with one hand and waved at everyone.
"I'm tired, let's all go out."
The huge crowd left and the tent became quiet instantly.
The old king leaned against the wide chair, his tired and old face gloomy, and a storm brewing in his eyes.
"Neither of my two sons is a good person."
"If it weren't just the two of them..."
The old king did not say the rest.
The chief eunuch who was serving on the side lowered his head deeply, pretending not to hear, and did not dare to answer.
Damn it!
How could a mere servant like him listen to this?
But then again, from what the king said, it seems that he is not satisfied with the second and fifth princes?