Chapter 1125: The Little Eunuch, the Grand Traitor

Chapter 13: The Crown Prince's MercyChapter 1125: The Little Eunuch, the Great Traitor

"It's nothing, just a small matter."

Li Chen waved his hand dismissively.

"Go on."

Xiao Guizi, after expressing his gratitude profusely, was just about to get up when, unexpectedly, he heard Li Chen ask: “By the way, in the bottom drawer of my imperial desk, there’s an unsigned letter. Have you seen it”

Little Precious completely relying on instinct replied: "I saw it, slave girl didn't move..."

The moment the words left his mouth, Xiao Guizi saw Li Chen's instantly cold eyes and immediately realized he had slipped up.

The little noble, whose face instantly turned pale, collapsed onto the ground with a thud, completely dumbfounded.

"What a nerve!"

Li Chen walked up to Xiao Guizi and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Are you being kind enough to organize my desk for me Would you need to open the drawers to do that"

Little Valuable was suddenly taken aback, his whole body trembling like he had been brought back from the dead.

His first reaction was... to run.

Li Chen looked at him run, his eyes like he was looking at an idiot.

This palace, with masters of the Earthly Immortal Realm coming and going is one thing, but a eunuch, where could he possibly run to

As expected, as soon as he reached the door, several daggers were placed on Xiao Guizi's neck by the Imperial Guards.

Xiao Guizi froze in place, he turned to Li Chen and plopped down on his knees, crying out: "Your Highness, please spare my life! Your Highness, please spare me!"

Li Chen said indifferently, "Bring the person in."

The palace guard held a sword to the young noble's back, forcing him to kneel before Li Chen.

Li Chen's eyes were cold as he said, "Speak. Who is the one pulling the strings behind the scenes"

Little貴子 said with a sad face, "It's... it's the steward from Zhao Mansion."

He gave the slave girl some silver and told her to pay attention to everything on the prince's table every day while cleaning, and write it down to tell him. The slave girl said that she was greedy for money and momentarily lost her mind, so she went astray. She begged the prince for mercy!

"Very good."

Li Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "So many people with higher positions, greater status, and more abilities than you wouldn't dare to do what you did. You have courage."

After finishing his words, Li Chen waved his hand to the guards of the Imperial Palace, signaling them to drag the young noble down.

Xiao Guizi was dragged away by the Imperial Guards, his cries and pleas fading into the distance.

His outcome was obvious.

As for Zhao Xuanji extending his hand to the East Palace, Li Chen didn't find it strange. He just wasn't sure how much Zhao Xuanji actually knew.

If Zhao Xuanji did nothing, that would be a problem in itself.

Like these past few days, it was eerily quiet, and Li Chen felt a sense of unease.

Now that he's caught some clues about him, Li Chen is finally certain that Zhao Xuanji is still a villain at heart.

Thinking back to the words of Emperor Daxing and the Three Treasures, Li Chen sighed with emotion that these two were indeed old-fashioned, having long since thoroughly understood Zhao Xuanji.

He will not give up the fight for power.

Thinking of a countermeasure, Li Chen turned to see Wan Jiaojiao, whose eyes were red like a rabbit, kneeling before him.

"What are you doing" Li Chen exclaimed in surprise.

Wàn Jiāojiāo cried, her face contorted in grief: "My lord, I have sinned."

Li Chen's scalp went numb. Could it be that even Wan Jiaojiao had been bought off by Zhao Xuanji

"I am the master's personal attendant, but I failed to discipline those under my command. They leaked information to the outside, and this is all my fault."

Wan Jiaojiao became more and more distressed and afraid as she spoke, large tears rolling down her face. Her expression was filled with self-blame.

Li Chen chuckled and said, "This has nothing to do with you."ea. They stood at the outermost perimeter, their hands resting on weapons at their waists, their eyes cold and sharp.This scene left many officials feeling a chill.Talk is talk, and fighting is fighti...