Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

Emperor Yu mentioned this name somewhat awkwardly, and Han Neiguan answered without hesitation: "His Royal Highness Prince Duan is still living in the residence of Lord Zuo Xiang."

"Your Majesty is wise. In terms of legal affairs, the blood relationship between mother and child is indeed a better choice."

As expected, the fish took the bait.

A slight smile appeared on Defei's lips, but she quickly concealed it and put on an expression of sudden enlightenment.

The palace often held rituals, and Emperor Yu was no stranger to the details. He nodded slightly and then asked Han Neiguan: "Has he caused any trouble in the past few days?"

Han Neiguan shook his head and said, "I heard that the Left Prime Minister sent people to visit various places to find a master in the mountains for Your Highness to suppress the evil spirit. Now, nothing has happened for more than a year."

"I gave Prince Duan to Zuo Qing because I knew he was trustworthy and could discipline this evil creature for me. He really lived up to my expectations."

Emperor Yu showed admiration in his eyes, and Han Neiguan also echoed: "Yes, Lord Zuo Xiang is known for his kindness. I believe that under his words and deeds, His Royal Highness Duan Wang has also corrected a lot."

"In that case, when Concubine De performs the ritual, ask him to come to the palace with Zuo Qing."

In the evening, the atmosphere among the three people in the private room of the teahouse seemed a bit depressing. The noisy hawking of the wine shop outside the window made the silence in the room even more audible, as if one could hear a pin drop.

"Why... do you look like that?"

Gao Ye really couldn't help it. Within half a cup of tea after he told him the news, Feng Zhanye just nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Feng Zhanye raised his eyes slightly and looked at him, but said nothing.

"My aunt has settled the matter, and now it's just the finishing touch. Aren't you happy?"

Gu Qingzhi took the brewed tea off the stove and poured a cup for each of them. Feng Zhanye withdrew his gaze, looked at his own teacup, and leaned back.

"The Emperor asked me to enter the palace with the Left Prime Minister. Do you think this is a good thing?"

Gao Ye smacked his lips, stroking his chin and said, "That's true, but once you enter the palace, it will be much easier. Even if the Left Prime Minister is so powerful, he can't cover your mouth in public and prevent you from telling the truth, right?"

“…It’s hard to say.”

Gu Qingzhi and Feng Zhanye said almost in unison. Gao Ye looked at the two of them and said “tsk”.

"You two seem to be in good sync... Haven't you found a witness? What are you afraid of him doing?"

Gu Qingzhi shook her head: "The witness is hiding in a safe place now, but once she enters the palace, there is no guarantee that the person who threatened her will not take advantage of this opportunity to do something bad to her."

Gao Ye also knew this was the case, and his expression became more serious.

He thought for a moment and looked at Feng Zhanye and said, "How about disguising her as your maid and letting her enter the palace with you?"

It has to be said that this is an inconspicuous method, but Feng Zhanye only frowned but did not respond.

"It's just that the palace etiquette is relatively strict. Generally, you can only bring one attendant with you, so Guard Gu cannot accompany you. You said you were entering the palace."

"But even if Guard Gu is not here, your skills are more than enough to protect yourself."

Gao Ye could also guess what was bothering him, so he took the initiative to tell him what he was worried about.

Gu Qingzhi thought of the assassin who had launched a sneak attack in the palace last time, and wondered if he would strike again this time. Although the idea was good, she was still a little worried if Feng Zhan Ye had no one to protect him.

She put the teapot aside and her eyes unconsciously stared at Gao Ye.

"Master Gao, do you have any way to enter the palace on the day of the ritual?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Gao Ye and Feng Zhanye's eyes fell on her.

Gao Ye didn't quite understand what she meant, but he still said truthfully: "The emperor has given the full authority to prepare the ritual to my aunt. If my aunt needs my assistance, I can be there. But why are you asking this?"

"This method is feasible, but Master Gao will still need to take care of Ah Ye's safety. Your retainer is very capable, so this should not be a difficult task for him."

Gu Qingzhi didn't want to plot against her junior brother or sister whom she hadn't seen for a long time, but the situation was complicated at the moment, and her family was the most trustworthy.

Gao Ye vaguely caught a hint of something strange in her words.

Why do I always feel that Guard Gu seems to have some unreasonable trust in his followers?

But in comparison, this was not an important matter. Seeing that she had no intention of explaining, Gao Ye did not ask any further questions and just agreed readily.

The funeral was scheduled for three days later, and all matters were prepared by Gao Ye and Defei. The Prime Minister's Mansion received the imperial edict the next day as agreed upon by the three.

In Chongshan Pavilion, Nei Guan Han read out the imperial edict and respectfully handed it to Zuo Fuhong.

Zuo Fuhong seemed to be thinking about something. He slowly took the imperial edict and stood up.

"Excuse me, Internal Official Han, but I would like to ask you a question: why did His Majesty suddenly hold a ritual?"

Facing this important minister of state, it was not easy for Nei Guan Han to remain silent, so he had to reveal a little about his search of the cold palace with Concubine De.

Zuo Fuhong did not say anything after hearing this. He still looked kind. He exchanged a few words with Han Neiguan in a very intimate manner and then sent Han Neiguan away from the prime minister's residence.

After sending the person away, Zuo Fuhong's usually smiling face turned cold almost instantly.

He walked two or three steps to his seat and tapped twice with his fingers on the table where the imperial edict was placed.

“Zhanye, what do you think about this?”

The voice was calm, but the pair of old eyes were staring at Feng Zhanye like a vulture, making people feel fearful.

Feng Zhanye lowered his head and didn't look at him. He spoke slowly with an obedient look: "The student is willing to listen to the teacher's wishes."

Zuo Fuhong chuckled: "You are so good at following my instructions. If I say that you are not allowed to enter the palace, will you really not go?"

Even a fool could hear the sarcasm in the words, but Feng Zhanye still looked submissive.

"The imperial edict just mentioned that my father praised you highly. I also know that you take special care of me. If I disobey the imperial edict, I am afraid that it will cause you more trouble."

The smile on Zuo Fuhong's face suddenly stopped. This young man in front of him had only studied for two days, but now he had learned how to threaten him.

He stood up and walked slowly around Feng Zhanye, looking him up and down.

The atmosphere in the room was so depressing that it was almost suffocating. Finally, Zuo Fuhong put his arm around Feng Zhanye's shoulders and patted him hard twice.

"Zhan Ye, you are getting better at handling things now."

Feng Zhanye glanced sideways and saw a hint of mockery flash across Zuo Fuhong's old eyes. Although it was only for a moment, he could be sure of it.

His heart suddenly tightened, and he felt that this old fox might have come up with some new scheme.

However, Zuo Fuhong did not look at him directly, but said expressionlessly: "Since the emperor has ordered, you can follow me into the palace, but you must be careful in what you say and do, and don't forget what you have done."

A heavy hand, wrapped with an imperceptible warning, fell meaningfully on his shoulder.

“Students take it to heart.”