On the night of the broken engagement, the paranoid prince came to me crying and asking for my statu

at the same time.

In the study, Su Qishun was looking at the masked man in tight clothes in front of him with shock.

"Is what you said true, sir?"

The masked man had gentle features, and even though he was dressed in black and holding a sword, it couldn't conceal his strong scholarly air.

Faced with Su Qishun's shock, he didn't even raise his eyebrows.

"I have brought the news. As for how to use this news to drag Dingbei Palace into trouble, it depends on whether Lord Su can save face and let Su Kang come back to be the scapegoat."

After saying this, the gentle man flew away without caring whether Su Qishun agreed or not.

Su Qishun was left standing there in a daze, his expression slowly changing from the bewildered look he felt at the beginning when he knew the "truth" to an extremely gloomy expression.

...

Su Zhai.

Su Kang has been staying in the mansion since he returned to Beijing.

The emperor's decree has not yet been issued, and what happened before between the second branch of the Su family and the Changping Marquis' Mansion.

The high families in Luojing are still taking a wait-and-see attitude.

For a moment, the Su residence, which should have been crowded with people after Su Kang returned to Beijing, was now deserted.

This gave Su Sui'an some peace and quiet.

"You have successfully dealt with the most troublesome Hong family. If something happens in Changping Marquis' Mansion, they can basically destroy themselves."

At night, Su Sui'an sent the servants away early and made tea.

After everything was ready, she turned back to the table and fiddled with the incense burner nonchalantly, and the lingering fragrance slowly spread.

"It's not enough." Fu Jingrong quietly climbed into her room through the window, sat at the table, and skillfully poured himself a cup of warm tea. He also placed a fragrant roasted pigeon that was still warm and a portion of hawthorn candy in front of her.

His every move and gesture exudes elegance, but unfortunately his stunning face, which is very inconsistent with his actual age, often gives people the illusion that he is a child wearing adult clothes.

Even though the dress fit her perfectly.

Su Sui'an seemed to have gotten used to his "sudden" appearance. He took the food from him and generously tore off a pigeon leg and gave it to him.

After recuperating in the Dingbei Palace for a period of time, Su Sui'an has witnessed Fu Jingrong's persistence.

If she doesn't want something when he gives it to her, he will sit there very awkwardly.

Do nothing until she accepts what's his.

For this reason, Su Sui'an teased Fu Jingrong more than once, saying that his way of making friends was special.

Fu Jingrong usually just laughs it off.

After sitting down opposite each other, the two of them ate their "midnight snack" and discussed in low voices in tacit understanding.

"What do you mean by not enough?"

When Su Sui'an raised his eyes to look at Fu Jingrong, he was still chewing.

This baby pigeon is fragrant and tastes good, but the meat is a bit tough. I have to chew it a lot before I can swallow it.

Fu Jingrong took a teacup and skillfully poured a cup of cold tea for Su Sui'an and pushed it in front of her.

"The person above knows that the remnants of the previous dynasty are still active among the people. Prince Yun will soon take action to divert the disaster to the Dingbei Palace."

"Bring the disaster to the Dingbei Palace?" Su Sui'an paused chewing the pigeon, and when he looked up at Fu Jingrong, his cherry-red lips were covered with some honey and oil from the pigeon, looking plump and moisturized.

Fu Jingrong's Adam's apple rolled slightly, he coughed lightly, and shifted his gaze from her mouth to her eyes.

There was a hint of bitterness and helplessness in his eyes. "With the current status of the Dingbei Palace, unless it colluded with foreign countries and betrayed the country, otherwise..."

Thinking of the destruction of Dingbei Palace in the previous life, the Queen and the Ninth Prince were implicated.

Su Sui'an felt as if something was choking his throat.

It took me a long time to find my voice again.

"So, the destruction of Dingbei Palace in the previous life was actually related to the remnants of the previous dynasty?"

Fu Jingrong didn't say anything, which was considered as his agreement with Su Sui'an.

Su Sui'an lowered her eyes. No wonder he kept silent when she asked him indirectly about the destruction of Prince Dingbei's Palace.

It was probably that the time was not ripe, and her relationship with him was not good enough for them to tie their lives to each other, so it was better to have less trouble than more.

"However, not to mention the entire Yuan Kingdom, at least as far as the thirteen counties in the southern city are concerned, it is because of the Dingbei Palace that the south has become prosperous and stable. The emperor also favors the Dingbei King..."

She couldn't continue talking before she finished her sentence.

A true ruler always has checks and balances of power and status. Civil and military officials and even the people of the world are all pawns for him to consolidate his rule.

The word "favor" is nothing but a smoke screen to deceive people.

The "favor" of the person in power depends on how he wants to manipulate the chess game of the world.

Once the "chess piece" has an impact on the person in power, the person in power will do whatever it takes to turn the "chess piece" into a discarded piece...

No one cares about the truth.

Just like in her previous life, even though she tried her best to clear her father and brother's name, all she got in return was endless "ridicule" and endless obstacles in the process of overturning the verdict.

Think of this.

A feeling of sadness spread from Su Sui'an's heart.

When she looked at Fu Jingrong again, she actually felt a little more sympathy for him - they were both enemies from the same world, so it was no wonder that he wanted to win her father over to his side right from the start.

They have to work together to save themselves.

Fu Jingrong felt very uncomfortable with Su Sui'an's gaze. His ears turned slightly red and he no longer looked at Su Sui'an.

"Don't worry, I did it on purpose in my last life, but in this life, I know the root of the matter, and I won't just sit there and wait for death."

After being reborn, I have the advantage of being a prophet.

In addition, Fu Jingrong had indeed arranged things very properly in secret in the previous few times, so Su Sui'an gradually put his mind at ease.

"That's good."

She curled her eyebrows and said no more to Fu Jingrong.

Fu Jingrong curled the corners of his mouth.

There was deep disappointment in his eyes.

Although her demeanor and tone were much more familiar than before, on the surface she seemed to treat him as a friend.

But the distance between her brows couldn't be deceived.

That's it.

We can only proceed step by step.

At the very least, now she treated the things he brought over differently than before. After accepting them, she would turn around and give them as rewards to the servants.

and...

She didn't object to him climbing through the window to have a midnight snack at her.

He was somewhat special to her.

Thinking of this, Fu Jingrong drank the last sip of warm tea, turned around and was about to leave through the window...

"Prince, next time you come here, you don't have to act like a thief."

Su Sui'an's voice came from behind, and Fu Jingrong's eyes lit up a little.

Before he could turn around, he heard Su Sui'an add, "Isn't the Third Prince plotting against me? If you come openly, those people in the dark will surely get anxious. If the Emperor wants to prove that he is a benevolent and wise ruler, he won't take advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble. He will only do something behind closed doors. Wouldn't that make it easier for us to discover the clues?"