Under the moon, Kunning Palace.

Leng Qingtang looked down and glanced around leisurely, causing all the servants kneeling on the ground to feel their scalp tightened and a gush of chill in their hearts.

Even Empress Qian, who stood arrogantly on the steps, went weak at the knees while facing the powerful gaze of Leng Qingtang. If it were not for the maid's help, she would be likely to sit on the ground awkwardly.

However, she was the Empress, the Emperor's wife, who should always act as a mother of all the people.

Thinking of this, Empress Qian tried her best to endure the anger in her chest. She tightly clenched her lips and gritted her teeth, and the facial features twitched on her graceful face.

Then she thought, "I have never done anything to frame the Commander-in-chief of the Eastern Depot. Even if I did, he would not have the ability to cover the sun with one hand and dare to do anything under the eyes of everyone in the Palace!"

He was just a eunuch with a good look!

What right did he have to behave so loftily in front of the Emperor's wife?

"Face?"

Empress Qian sneered. She raised her head to look at the moon and lowered her eyebrows to give Sulian a hint.

Sulian frowned and nodded, and then she left, leading two eunuchs to deal with the corpse at the gate of the palace.

Empress Qian stood there, with her hands folded in the sleeves of the phoenix pattern. She raised her flawless chin slightly and managed to pretend to be calm.

She had planned to rest, so she took off the hairpins of gold and jade, and her black hair hung down loosely to her waist. Although she washed away the makeup, her face, which showed signs of age and quietly had a few wrinkles, was still strangely white. To be exact, it was a kind of bloodless whiteness.

Her gray eyes filled with great anger, and this anger, in fact, originated from the undissemable fear and panic hid in her eyes.

She was Empress Qian of the Eastern Palace. Her identity was her last protection and pillar, and it was also the capital for her to pretend to be calm and coldly negotiate with Leng Qingtang, the uninvited guest.

"Master Leng, if I give you the face you want, what should you do to thank me in return? Is it... trespassing the Kunning Palace at night?"

Empress Qian stopped suddenly and twitched her cold lips.

Then, using all the courage she had accumulated, she snorted and stiffly said word by word with a dark face.

"Do you know that it is a crime carried the death penalty?"

Empress Qian spoke out the term "death penalty" with great vigor.

She was the one who ruled the imperial harem anyway. Like a fish swimming in the water, she could skillfully use the expression method to hold the audience in awe.

But the one who stood in front of her now was not the concubines and servants that she could handle, but Leng Qingtang, the Eastern Depot's Commander-in-chief, who made the Emperor a headache to think about!

Now, in Leng Qingtang's eyes, her forced arrogance was nothing more than the struggle of a pitiful and hateful beast in its death throes!

"Please forgive me, Your Grace!"

Leng Qingtang's thin lips flicked, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth seemed deliberately showing a bit of willfulness.

"Your Grace, it should be that you look very lonely while being alone in the imperial harem, so Yanwan appeared in my dream and asked me to come to visit you in my spare time."

His simple words seemed ethereal and weightless but completely suppressed the aura that Empress Qian had so painstakingly made.

Upon Empress Qian heard the name "Yanwan", her lean body shivered violently, and she felt an inexplicable piercing chill rose from the soles of her feet onto her back.

Sulian came in time and put a satin cloak with flower-pattern on her, cleverly helping her conceal the most genuine emotions revealed on her face.

Leng Qingtang secretly felt proud, and he took advantage of the victory and continued speaking.

"Yanwan said that she misses you very much, and she will come back in person to visit you when she has time..."

Empress Qian immediately became winded. She gasped and highly raised her eyelids, squeezing out two words between her gritted teeth.

"No need!"

She got stunned on the spot as soon as she finished speaking, and she began to annoy her stupidity, with blue veins on her smooth forehead and temples pulsing violently.

Empress Qian would like someone to give her a sharp knife at this time!

With a sharp blade in her hand, she would surely raise it to have a life and death struggle with the crafty man in front of her.

Of course, if so, she would surely be the one who died in the end!

This Commander-in-chief of the Eastern Depot with excellent Kungfu probably only needed the power of one finger to achieve a bloodless victory while dealing with her.

"Hahaha!"

Light flickered in Leng Qingtang's eyes, inside which was a gloomy look. He laughed loudly, and his tone was full of disdain and mockery.

How stupid she was! She always wanted to control the Eastern Depot in the name of joining hands with him, which was equivalent to hitting a rock with an egg! She did overreach herself.

Seeing Empress Qian in a trance, Leng Qingtang smiled and shook his head slightly, sighing.

"Tut-tut. At least Yanwan was your servant and lost her life for you. She only wants to come back to see you at midnight.

But you chose to refuse her good intention. Aren't you too ruthless? Anyway, Yanwan remembers your kindness. Before leaving, she prepared a generous gift for you and told me in the dream to bring it to you."

While speaking, Leng Qingtang turned his head slightly to motion Cheng Wanli behind him.

Cheng Wanli got it and then handed a scroll to Sulian, who was approaching him.

Empress Qian's eyelashes trembled. She looked down at the scroll in Sulian's hand with a troubled expression as if she was facing a hot potato.

With a guilty conscience, she didn't want to read it. She knew it was definitely not a good thing without any thinking.

However, Leng Qingtang's steely gaze was sharp as a knife cutting her skin and bones wantonly, making her shudder.

Empress Qian could only motion Sulian to open the scroll.

Empress Qian's hurried gaze ran uneasy toss and turn between the lines. Her gorgeous face turned pale and gloomy, and she couldn't help clenching her silver teeth.

In the sleeves, her hands sternly clenched into fists, but she was completely unaware of the pain of her long nails embedded in the skin.

"Outrageous!"

After Empress Qian read all of the handwriting, the extreme anger and panic turned her dignified expression into a hideous one, and her breath lost its order.

She raised her hand and wanted to tear the scroll apart, but it slipped from Sulian's hands at this moment.

Sulian strangely crouched in pain, holding the wrist tightly with the other hand.

Leng Qingtang raised his hand lightly, and under his palm, a wind that could not be noticed by the naked eye rushed towards Empress Qian.

Empress Qian leaned back uncontrollably. Not having time to care about the scroll anymore, Sulian screamed and rushed to her with other servants. They finally support her before her body touched the ground.

Empress Qian stabilized her feet and just saw the scroll return to Cheng Wanli.

She had lingering fears after barely escaping the attack just now. Glaring at the tall figure of Leng Qingtang carelessly standing under the quiet moonlight with her cold eyes, she sternly reprimanded.

"Leng Qingtang, how dare you!"

He actually wanted to kill her? Just in the Kunning Palace, the inner courtyard of the Palace...

This eunuch was too bold!

"What I mean is all on this confession. Yanwan wrote it clearly in black and white before she died!"

Leng Qingtang didn't want to deal with the stupid woman anymore, and he deliberately led the topic to his purpose of trespassing the Eastern Palace tonight.

The fire of hatred violently burned his heart.

He could no longer keep low-key and patient!

His poisoning, Jiang Xiong's death, Yuan Qian's physical disability, and Yunxi's disappearance. Those incidents got interlocked and all because of Empress Qian's greed. She acted like a wiseacre and used Yanwan, the chess piece early bought over by Ming Lan, entertaining the extravagant hope to control the Eastern Depot!

The scroll Leng Qingtang showed to Empress Qian just now was Yanwan's confession.

Leng Qingtang could not use this confession to uncover Ming Lan, the one behind the scenes directly. But since Yanwan came from Kunning Palace, her confession could help him direct the spearhead at Empress Qian and force her to pave the way for his power restoration.

As long as he gained power again, he could directly suppress Ming Lan!

The false confession clearly stated how Yanwan was instructed by Empress Qian to secretly poison and murder the Commander-in-chief of the Eastern Depot under the guise of making a partner with him. Of course, there was Yanwan's red fingerprint at the end of the confession.

"Absurd!"

Empress Qian did not easily fall into the trap.

"Master Leng, do you want to frame me just based on this forged confession? Aren't you too confident?"

Yanwan was dead, and the deceased could not bear witness even if with the confession! It was the reason why Empress Qian, the Lord of this imperial harem, was still fearless.

Leng Qingtang kept a delicate and graceful appearance from beginning to end. The clear moonlight scattered all over his body and outlined his thin figure with soft lines.

The facial features on his handsome face were exquisite. Under the dim moonlight in the night, he seemed as gentle and beautiful as Pan An, the famous ancient good-looking man.

However, when without the hazy moonlight, he was still as pretty as a picture but looked gloomy and cold, like a bloodthirsty demon from hell.

"I have always considered myself a modest and humble man. Your Grace, if you are not interested in enjoying the moon with me, maybe I have to go to Qinming Hall to chat with the Emperor!"

Empress Qian sneered after hearing it.

"Huh! Master Leng, do you think that the Emperor will believe you with this false confession?"

While speaking, she secretly wondered whether she overestimated the Commander-in-chief of the Eastern Depot.

"I don't know how much the Emperor will believe, but I hear that Noble Concubine Wan is accompanying the Emperor in the Qinming Hall at the moment. I think the Imperial Noble Concubine and I will hit it off with each other."

Empress Qian's look changed.

Overestimating? Obviously, she underestimated him.

Everyone knew that Noble Concubine Wan was planning to deal with Empress Qian to stabilize her power in the imperial hare.

If Noble Concubine Wan got Yanwan's confession, Empress Qian would never have any chance to explain.

Noble Concubine Wan always followed up a victory with hot pursuit while getting the upper hand and finally torn the weed out by the roots.

In the Palace, a mistake would become eternal rue. Empress Qian thought she must deal with it carefully.

Empress Qian frowned and thought for a while. When she spoke again, her anger completely disappeared, and her voice became softer.

"Master Leng, since you didn't go to Qinming Hall first but came to me, I think I can help you in somewhere, right?"

Leng Qingtang raised his eyebrows, and his obsidian-liked eyes flashed with a sly light. He praised.

"Your Grace, you are so brilliant!"

"What do you want me to do?"

Empress Qian straight got down to the topic.

Only by figuring out what stratagems the capricious eunuch was making could she think about the countermeasure.

Seeing her so forthright, Leng Qingtang showed a smile on his cold, handsome face,

"I just want to get back what should belong to me!"

He said with so much confidence, which was entirely in character for him!

"I do not have that kind of power!"

Empress Qian knew that Leng Qingtang wanted to use several recent achievements to seek reinstatement of his official position and be the Imperial Ceremony Office's Seal Keeper again.

But it was not as easy as to make the upper lip and the lower lip touch.

"You don't have it, but the Emperor has!"

"The Emperor? Master Leng, you are overestimating me!"

Empress Qian was stunned. Even though she had the Emperor's ear, it was too sensitive to get involved in the issue about the resumption of office.

"Really?"

Leng Qingtang squinted with a cold smile.

"Your Grace, I would like to hazard a simple question. I got poisoned by your assigned partner and nearly died. Now I am lucky enough to survive. Should I choose to swallow my anger or go to the Emperor for a chat?

While I previously dealt with the Muyang Provincial Administration Commissioner's case, the Emperor asked me to meet with him several times. I worried that my poisoning body would disturb the Emperor and wanted to cover up your actions, so I found excuses to refuse. But now, I don't mind handing over the confession to the Emperor to prove that I did not intend to offend him in the past."

"..."

Was there any other choice for Empress Qian now? She would rather believe that rivers had no water, and snow fell in summer than believe that Leng Qingtang would swallow it!

Now she had no exit strategy, and she did repent having goaded Leng Qingtang, the horrific man!

Empress Qian swallowed briefly and nodded stiffly. With her gaze involved in tolerance and unwillingness, she clenched her fists and looked straight at Leng Qingtang.

"Fine. Since you are so compassionate, I will choose a day to meet with the Emperor and help you achieve what you want!"

Leng Qingtang's charming eyes showed a cunning smile, and he cupped one hand in the other before his chest and said.

"Good. Thank you, Your Grace. It's too late, and it's inconvenient for me to disturb your rest, so I'm going to leave and wait for your good news."

After speaking, he squarely turned around and swaggered out of the Kunning Palace with a wild and arrogant sneer, followed by Cheng Wanli and a few eunuchs.

Empress Qian crumpled and fell into Sulian's arms.

"Your Grace, Your Grace!"

Sulian paled in shock, rubbing Empress Qian's chest with her hands, exclaiming.

"How are you feeling? Don't scare me."

Empress Qian trembled and panted faintly. Her jade-cold hands could not help but seize Sulian's hand. Staring at the gate of the palace with hate and helplessness, she gnashed her teeth and said in a quivered voice.

"What a crafty eunuch..."