When Liu Yan saw the evasive gaze, he stopped naming any of the censors and said calmly: "Then let us at Dali Temple invite you to play."

Some of the officials raised their hands to express respect, some smiled half-heartedly, and some pulled Liu Yan and whispered to him not to mind his own business. In the midst of the commotion, it was time to go to court.

However, Liu Yan failed to send an invitation, and the chamberlains announced that His Majesty was unwell and would not attend court today.

Since he ascended the throne, the emperor has been diligent in his duties and rarely misses morning court meetings. However, the courtiers were not too surprised to see what happened today.

An official whispered to Liu Yan: "Your Majesty doesn't want everyone to talk about this matter."

"Lu Hanlin didn't come either." Another official said, "Your Majesty is also worried about Lu Hanlin's face."

Being robbed of your wife is always a shameful thing.

Liu Yan suddenly thought of something: "Lu Hanlin's fiancée? Isn't she from Mr. Xiahou's house? How dare Huo Lian be so crazy?"

Although he does not pay attention to these children's affairs, given that Mr. Xiahou's status is often discussed, he has also heard about it.

Although Mr. Xiahou is only a doctor from Imperial College, he is also the emperor's teacher. To disrespect the teacher is to disrespect the emperor.

Although Huo Lian was cruel, she was not a fool and would really anger the emperor.

Hearing him ask this, the officials' expressions became even more meaningful.

"This, it's even harder to say..."

"Mr. Xiahou really wants Lu Hanlin to be his son-in-law, but Lu Hanlin has a bad wife at home."

"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Xiahou may not know."

"After accepting this disciple for so long, the teacher really doesn't know anything?"

Why did Mr. Xiahou get involved? It was such a mess. Liu Yan frowned and had no interest in listening to the gossip anymore and walked out of the crowd.

Before leaving the Dachao Hall, Liu Yan looked back and saw Huo Lian standing up from the front of the hall, as if he would not kneel down since he was not going to court.

Yes, he was not kneeling down to show the emperor, he was kneeling down to show the officials.

Let the officials see that it is he, Huo Lian, who is guilty, misbehaving, unruly, and domineering.

Liu Yan looked away and stopped looking at this ridiculous person and ridiculous things. He still had a lot of things to do and people to pay attention to.

Returning to Dali Temple, I asked the scribes to inquire about this matter, put together the first draft of impeachment, and then deal with the daily affairs of Dali Temple. While I was busy, my personal entourage hurriedly walked in.

"Sir, it's not good." He whispered.

Liu Yan kept writing in his hand and hummed: "What?"

The attendant took another step forward and lowered his voice: "Miss Qixing is no longer in Linglongfang."

The pen in Liu Yan's hand stopped for a moment.

I have some personal matters to attend to tomorrow, so there will be no update. Let me just say this first, don’t wait for tomorrow, okay?
Chapter completed!