Quick Wear: Sweet! Hug my gentle male partner

[Hmm? Then why was Fu Nian a vicious female supporting character who loved the male protagonist in her previous life, and madly infatuated with the prince in this life? Isn't she a puppet being manipulated? ]

Jiang Ning was a little angry.

【No! Host.】

Xiao Ba didn't know why in his host's mind, the image of his director was so sinister.

[From the moment we enter this world, all the characters in this world are only affected by the plot. The Director will give us some help at the appropriate time, but he cannot control the emotions of the characters, let alone the fate of the characters.]

Jiang Ning hesitated: [So you can suddenly find information that you couldn't find before, is it because that director helped us behind the scenes? ]

【Probably yes. 】

Jiang Ning nodded and looked at the dusk outside the window: [Then I will trust him for once. ]

At the beginning of August, more than a month had passed since Princess Fu Nian of Nanxi Kingdom and a group of envoys were imprisoned in the prison of Xicang Kingdom.

The emperor of Nanxi Kingdom finally could not sit still anymore and sent the third prince of Nanxi Kingdom to discuss peace talks.

Speaking of which, the third prince of Nanxi Kingdom is also a figure.

He is of the same mother as the emperor and is the eldest son of the late empress, and also the eldest legitimate son of the previous generation.

Originally, the throne should have belonged to him.

It was a pity that Fu Lin was born weak and sickly, so the throne naturally fell to his younger brother Fu Cong, who was also the legitimate son.

Although he was in poor health, he was a rare talent.

He knew everything about astronomy and geography, and even had unique insights into the art of war.

The fact that the Nanxi Kingdom sent such a person to negotiate shows how far-reaching the matter is.

As the protagonist of this incident and the crown prince of Xicang, Gu Zhaojin was busy all day long in order to have a foolproof plan before the people from Nanxi arrived.

However, since receiving the emperor's instructions last time, Gu Zhaojin has been going to the Prime Minister's Mansion almost every two or three days.

At first, Jiang Peichuan didn't know what the prince meant. Even though he almost kidnapped his precious daughter, he was still the prince, so he barely maintained superficial peace.

It was not until the prince came three times in five days, waiting for his daughter like a man waiting for his wife, and talking nonsense with him, that Prime Minister Jiang finally abandoned the loyalty between the monarch and his subject.

"Your Highness, I wonder why you came to my house today?"

The sentence was said in such a sarcastic tone that he even emphasized the word "又".

Gu Zhaojin respectfully performed the etiquette of elders.

"Don't blame me, Prime Minister. I came here today to discuss something important."

Jiang Peichuan looked at the serious expression on Gu Zhaojin's face, and stopped talking in an inexplicable tone. He straightened his face and said calmly, "Your Highness, please."

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"Treason?! How is this possible?"

Jiang Peichuan suddenly stood up from his chair, his face full of fear.

Gu Zhaojin expected this kind of reaction from the other party, and his expression did not change. He just clenched his left fist and slammed it heavily on the table.

Then he closed his eyes and exhaled, and his voice was almost hoarse when he spoke again.

"When I received this news, my reaction was almost the same as yours."

Gu Zhaojin glanced at Jiang Peichuan, his dark eyes so dark that it was hard to see clearly, and then he continued.

"Although I had a premonition that Gu Zhaojue would not be willing to be inferior to me, I did not expect that he would dare to rebel directly, nor did I expect that he would take action at this time."

Gu Zhaojin's voice was very cold. He was clearly just narrating something in a calm tone, but it made people feel cold all over. However, in that calm tone, there was still a hint of confusion that was hardly noticeable.

No matter how mature he was, he was just a 17-year-old boy. That was why he couldn't understand how Gu Zhaojue, who was obviously one year younger than him, dared to rebel.

Jiang Peichuan, who had heard such a shocking thing, calmed down and asked, "Does your majesty know about this?"

Gu Zhaojin shook his head: "This is too unbelievable. As the crown prince, am I going to sue my father for his 16-year-old second son's intention to rebel?"

Gu Zhaojin took a sip of water, and the bottom of the cup hit the table with a dull sound.

"No matter the relationship between me and Gu Zhaojue, or Gu Zhaojue's current age, this matter looks like a joke!"

Jiang Peichuan nodded: "Your Highness is right. This matter really shouldn't be handled by Your Highness. Now the situation is urgent. If the Second Prince really wants to rebel, it will be difficult for you and me to stop him."

As he spoke, Jiang Peichuan looked at Gu Zhaojin, and then said in a deep voice: "It would be most appropriate for an old minister to handle this matter."

Gu Zhaojin frowned, pondered for a while, and nodded: "Well, there is no other way now. Let the emperor know about this matter first. It is of utmost importance. I feel relieved to leave this matter to Prime Minister Jiang!"

"Then how did Your Highness learn of this news? Could you please tell me?"

Gu Zhaojin was silent for a while: "Someone put the evidence in my house!"

Jiang Peichuan was startled: "Who is it?"

Gu Zhaojin shook his head, his voice full of confusion: "I don't know. After I received the letter yesterday, I sent my capable secret guards to check it out, but unfortunately I found nothing. It's like this thing appeared out of thin air in my house."

"Have you checked its authenticity?"

"Well, the content of the letter is very complete. If I hadn't been able to guarantee that it was definitely not arranged by me, I would have almost thought that this person was one of my subordinates."