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"Because you have a big mouth and talk a lot."

“Therefore, I spare your life. Go back and tell the Dragon Clan and that little Master of yours that this prince has said, if they wish to see him, let the one surnamed Dragon come himself and deliver a visiting card at the East Palace gate, following the proper procedure. As for whether or not he will be received, it depends on this prince's mood.”

"If you're going to be arrogant and expect His Highness, who is worth ten thousand gold, to humble himself and come see you, then let me tell you one word: Get out!"

After finishing his words, Chen Tong's smile vanished from his face instantly, replaced by a murderous expression.

He grasped Wen Shan's chin, saying coldly, "Hear me clearly! "

Wenshan trembled and said, "Listen, listen carefully."

"Just listen carefully, and don't forget."

He let out a cold snort, rose to his feet, patted down nonexistent dust on his clothes, and turned away.

As he reached the door, he seemed to remember something and turned back to Wen Shan, saying: "Oh, by the way, there's one more thing His Highness said. What if the Dragon family has been operating in Xishan Province for three hundred years That's all thanks to the grace of your ancestors. The Li imperial clan bestowed upon the Dragon family the title of Chengyang Marquis, which lasted for only three generations. Yet, it brought you three hundred years of prosperity and wealth. Have you forgotten the might of the Li clan You dare to negotiate with your master"

"Having said that, Chen Tong let out a low chuckle: “What kind of petty young lord dares to compare himself to His Highness Your family's marquis title was revoked three generations ago two hundred years back. Young lord An improper name and standing. Was it even bestowed by the court Shameful."

After saying that, Chen Tong led a large group of Jinyiwei and strode away.

Only after confirming that they had all left did Wenshan's spirits relax.

The moment he relaxed, the sight of bodies and blood all over the house made his face turn pale. He collapsed to the ground and vomited up last night's dinner.

He couldn't imagine, just moments ago his companions were laughing and joking, now he was all alone.

He was dazed and terrified, for the first time feeling a profound and bone-deep fear of royal power.

In the evening, the sky remained overcast.

Li Chen held a bronze enamel hand warmer, emerging from the Qianqing Palace.

As he was leaving the palace gate, he was still instructing his imperial physician.

“Your Majesty’s dragon body has been relatively stable recently. You, the Imperial Medical Bureau, deserve credit for stabilizing his condition first and then seeking treatment. In short, the heavy responsibility of this country now rests entirely on your shoulders.”

The Imperial Physician, with utmost respect, replied: "Your Highness, rest assured that we will do our utmost."

Nodding, Li Chen took a step forward. Wan Jiaojiao, who was holding his cloak nearby, immediately came up to him.

"Your Highness, it's bitterly cold outside with wind and snow. Put on your greatcoat to warm yourself."

Letting Wan Jiaojiao put the cloak on herself, Li Chen smiled and said, "You're learning."

Wàn Jiāojiāo was a little excited and agitated, she whispered: “It's what I should do, as well as what Your Highness and the Crown Princess have taught me.”

With a light chuckle, Li Chen walked down the stairs.

Below, a person stood in the wind and snow, with a thin layer of snow on their head and shoulders.

This person was none other than the Eighth Prince, Zhao Wang Li Yinhǔ.

"Your Highness, the Prince, I greet you. May Your Highness live a thousand years."

In front of Li Chen, Li Yinhu's posture was very low.

He glanced at Li Yinhu and the palace maid behind him holding a box, then said to Li Chen, “Has King Zhao come to see His Majesty”

Li Yinhu hastily and respectfully replied, "My younger brother is here to thank Your Majesty."

Nodding, Li Chen said: "Since I have been granted the title of king, it is the grace of my father. Although my father is currently unconscious, as a son, I cannot neglect my filial duties."

"Your Highness is right," said Li Yinhǔ.Chapter 1098: Emperor Jian's Heart