After failing the imperial examination, he began to wield immense power after entering the palace!

The Eastern Depot.

Sun Jizong was pushed into a cell by two guards and bound hand and foot, then pressed down onto a wooden chair.

The rag was finally removed from his mouth, and as soon as he could speak, he burst into tears.

"Let me go! I am the prince consort! I am His Majesty's brother-in-law!"

"What right do you castrated dogs have to lock me up?"

"Once Her Highness enters the palace to see His Majesty, you will all die! All of you..."

"Bang!"

The cell door was slammed shut, shutting out his screams through the iron bars.

Li Fan stood in the aisle with his hands behind his back, glancing at him expressionlessly.

Then, he turned around and was about to leave...

"Da, da, da."

A series of light footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

A red figure emerged from the darkness.

She wore a bright red brocade jacket with gold embroidery, the hem of which was embroidered with a golden phoenix spreading its wings, and her head was covered with jingling pearls and jade.

Yes, Princess Anle.

A languid smile graced her stunningly beautiful face, her peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, and her entire being exuded an indescribable allure.

She walked step by step into the prison corridor, wearing embroidered shoes.

"Tsk tsk tsk... This place is filthy and smelly."

"But it's quite interesting."

The Eastern Depot agents standing in the corridor all changed their expressions when they saw her.

Princess Anle?

Why is she here?

This princess was renowned both inside and outside the palace.

Arrogant, capricious, and ruthless killer.

She was even better than her aunt, Princess Jincheng.

Li Fan looked at Princess Anle and frowned slightly.

"What brings the princess here?"

Princess Anle tilted her head, her peach blossom eyes sweeping over Li Fan's face, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"What? This princess can't come?"

"This is the Eastern Depot prison, not a place for a princess."

"This princess can go wherever she wants. When did it become your place, a mere eunuch, to tell me what to do?"

As she spoke, she raised her chin, adopting a condescending air.

Then, Princess Anle glanced at the guards standing in the passageway and waved her hand.

"Everyone, step back."

The guards were stunned for a moment, then all looked at Li Fan.

They dared not obey the orders of a princess.

After all, their master was Admiral Gao, not Princess Anle.

Princess Anle raised an eyebrow upon seeing this, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

These servants actually only listen to this eunuch?

In all the years she'd been in the palace, when had she ever seen anyone from the Eastern Depot so loyal to a commander?

Even when Feng Bao was alive, those foreign agents were only outwardly respectful, but secretly harbored their own ulterior motives.

But now, the way these barbarians looked at Li Fan clearly carried a deep-seated awe.

How did this lackey manage to do that?

She became increasingly curious about the eunuch.

"Princess."

Li Fan spoke calmly, his voice neither hurried nor slow.

"This is the Eastern Depot, not the Imperial Garden."

"Princess, please speak freely."

Princess Anle looked at his unusually calm face, and the smile on her lips deepened.

"I have said, everyone, step back."

"There are some things that are not convenient for others to hear."

Then, Li Fan waved to Chen Tie and the others.

"Everyone, stand down."

Chen Tie hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice:

"Admiral, this..."

"Step back."

"Yes."

Chen Tie clasped his hands in a fist salute, then turned and left with his men.

As Zhang Miaozhen passed by Princess Anle, her phoenix eyes flickered slightly as she glanced at Li Fan.

There was a hint of strangeness and doubt in his eyes.

But she didn't ask any more questions and turned to walk out of the prison.

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Only Li Fan and Princess Anle remained in the corridor.

Princess Anle remained silent.

She walked step by step into a nearby torture chamber, wearing embroidered shoes.

The torture chamber was filled with all sorts of instruments of torture: clamps, branding irons, iron hooks, whips, tiger benches...

Each piece had a dull sheen and was covered in indelible bloodstains.

Princess Anle looked around and touched everything, as if she were browsing an interesting shop.

She picked up a leather whip, swung it twice, and it made a crisp "crack" sound.

He picked up a pair of clamps, examined them closely for a long time, and marveled at them.

"Your Eastern Depot has quite a complete set of torture instruments."

"Have you used any of these things?"

Li Fan followed behind her, expressionless.

"Princess, please speak freely."

Princess Anle put down the instruments of torture she was holding, turned around, and looked at him.

A sly glint flashed in those peach blossom eyes.

"Aunt has already gone to the palace to see Father Emperor. Do you know what that means?"

She paused, her voice as sweet as if she had a piece of honey in it:

"Father loves Aunt the most. If Aunt goes to complain, Father will definitely be furious."

"Your tenure as the head of the Eastern Depot is probably coming to an end."

She took a step closer, getting even closer to Li Fan.

A faint floral fragrance wafted over, carrying her unique scent.

"So, I'm here today to give you an opportunity."

"If you kneel down and beg me now, I might say a few good words for you in front of your aunt later."

"How about it? A good deal, right?"

As she spoke, her peach blossom eyes were fixed on Li Fan's face, as if she were waiting for a long-awaited scene.

She wanted to see this lackey kneeling at her feet.

I wanted to see that arrogant face reveal fear and pleading.

I want to see him wag his tail and beg for mercy like a dog.

Just thinking about it made her tremble with excitement.

The last time at the Cao residence, he spanked her and took off her socks.

She still remembers that debt.

Today is the day for revenge.

Li Fan looked at her bright and smug face, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Princess, I'm sorry."

"Our family has never learned how to write the words 'beg for mercy' in our entire lives."

Princess Anle's smile froze on her face.

That same phrase again.

He said the same thing last time at the Cao residence.

Why does this lackey never bow his head?

She gritted her teeth, suppressed her displeasure, and forced a smile back onto her lips.

Are you sure?

"Can you bear the consequences of Father's anger?"

Li Fan looked at her without saying a word.

But his calm, still eyes clearly said…

not give a damn about.

Princess Anle's face darkened.

Why is this lackey never afraid of her?

How can he always be so calm?

She, a princess, condescended to come to him and give him a chance to beg for mercy, yet he actually said he didn't care?

"Okay, very good."

Princess Anle turned around, walked to a brazier by the wall, and picked up a red-hot branding iron.

The handle of the soldering iron was wrapped with strips of cloth so it wouldn't get too hot to handle.

But the tip of the soldering iron was already red-hot, like a miniature sun, radiating a scorching light.

Holding the branding iron, she walked step by step toward Li Fan.

"You disobedient dog..."