Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

The commander of the imperial guards stepped forward and shouted in a cold voice: "At today's court meeting, the censor has already impeached you, a traitor, for plotting rebellion. The evidence is irrefutable. His Majesty is furious and has ordered us to arrest you. Anyone who resists will be killed on the spot!"

The Prime Minister shuddered.

Xiao Huanzhi looked away, feeling rather bored, "Take him away."

The commander of the palace guards immediately put on a smile and said nothing. He simply waved his hand and the guards immediately came forward, grabbed the prime minister and dragged him out.

In order to prevent him from screaming, a guard tore off his clothes and stuffed strips of cloth into his mouth.

The commander of the guards didn't need anyone to see him off. He bowed to Xiao Huanzhi, then opened umbrellas with the others and headed towards the courtyard gate.

As for the prime minister, naturally no one held an umbrella for him. He soon became soaked in the increasingly intense wind and rain. There was no trace of the dignity of a prime minister left.

A series of events happened very quickly. The palace guards in the small courtyard looked at each other and then dispersed like the tide.

Wen Yan stood there, watching everything that was happening before his eyes, swallowing down the bitterness and blood that was rising in his throat, his hands hanging in his long sleeves at his sides trembling slightly.

The connection between him and Zhu Baishao originally started with the Prime Minister. Now the Prime Minister is about to be imprisoned and die soon. Is she going to leave too?

At the same time, Xiao Huanzhi's eyes also fell on Zhu Baishao. He was not curious about how she found the evidence of the Prime Minister's intention to rebel. He just wanted to know, now that she had avenged her great hatred, what would she do next?

Even Bitao, who had been hiding in the corner to reduce her presence, was looking at Zhu Baishao.

It was eerily quiet inside the house, and the sound of wind and rain outside became more obvious.

Where everyone's attention was focused, Zhu, who was dressed in white and played the emperor beast, Bai Shao, had already made preparations.

The woman had fair skin and a pretty face like the bright moon. Her eyes, like cold stars in the sky, were staring blankly at the rain outside. There was an obvious sense of loss on her face, and her whole body was shrouded in a layer of vague sadness like smoke and fog.

The belief that has kept her alive is revenge. Now that revenge is about to be taken, what should she do?

With a light sigh, Zhu Baishao raised her eyes to look at Xiao Huanzhi and Wen Yan. Her rosy lips moved a few times, but in the end she only uttered two words dryly, "Thank you."

She seemed to not know how to continue, so she remained silent. Wen Yan spoke with a trembling voice: "Wish Bai Shao..."

She paused, and Wen Yan's cold hand grabbed her sleeve, but she still didn't speak.

When she raised her head, she was met with a pair of dark phoenix eyes, and she lightly avoided their sight.

The owner of the phoenix eyes took two steps forward and grabbed her other hanging wrist.

"Zhu Baishao, what are you going to do next?"

There was confusion in her eyes, and for a moment, Xiao Huanzhi was a little scared. He was afraid that she would commit suicide because of her coldness and lack of hatred to support her.

"Now that my revenge has been achieved...it's time for me to leave." Zhu Baishao replied in a low voice, but she couldn't get her wrist free from Xiao Huanzhi's hand.

Xiao Huanzhi stared at her face, as if he wanted to see into her heart. "Wen Yan and I are planning for you, and one is solving your problems. Wen Yan doesn't have much time left, so you won't even see him off for the last time?"

He didn't care about the bitterness in his heart at this moment and directly pulled Wen Yan out.

He was really afraid that she would commit suicide out of coldness and emotion.

Wen Yan was slightly stunned, but they had been friends for many years, so he immediately understood what Xiao Huanzhi meant and cooperated by lowering his head and coughing.

Zhu Baishao stopped struggling with her wrist. She looked at Wen Yan, who was pale, and finally nodded.

"I see."

Xiao Huanzhi then felt relieved and loosened his hand. He lowered his eyes and saw the red marks on Zhu Baishao's wrist left by his grip, and felt a little distressed.

……

Over the next two days, Xiao Huanzhi came to Zhuxingju every day. He didn't say a word, but just sat quietly by the side, watching Zhu Baishao and Wen Yan play chess.

Zhu Baishao felt a little surprised at first, but then she suddenly realized that the two had been friends for many years, and Xiao Huanzhi would be sad that Wen Yan was about to die.

The guards who were responsible for searching the Prime Minister's house also found the antidote when they raided the craftsman's den, which cured Bitao's poison. However, she did not leave. Instead, she wanted to be Zhu Baishao's maid.

Wen Yan's condition became worse day by day. On the third day, he was bedridden with a pale face.

When Zhu Baishao and Bitao went out to get the medicine, Wen Yan looked at Xiao Huanzhi by the window and said softly, "I envy you so much."

Xiao Huanzhi turned around, but there was no expression on his face. He just waited quietly for his next words.

"If I had a healthy body... cough cough, we would definitely not be able to be brothers... cough cough cough..."

Xiao Huanzhi knew what he meant. If he was healthy, he would definitely turn against him for Zhu Baishao.

Xiao Huanzhi frowned, then relaxed his brows and said seriously, "She is not an object. Her ownership cannot be determined by the fight between you and me... However, she and I are destined to be together."

Fate?

Wen Yan smiled bitterly. He knew Zhu Baishao before Xiao Huanzhi. Maybe they were not destined to be together.

"You treat her well... ahem..."

He coughed heart-wrenchingly, and his handkerchief was soaked with blood that was so thick and red that it turned black. Wen Yan knew that he didn't have much time left.

Xiao Huanzhi finally showed a bit of worry on his face. He walked over with a frown and patted him on the back.

"Don't worry, I will give her the best."

Xiao Huan's eyes flickered.

……

royal palace.

Xiao Jingchuan sat behind a desk piled with some unrevised memorials. He looked intently at the details of the prime minister's confession that his people had just delivered.

His gaze paused at a certain point, and then a look of surprise flashed across his handsome face, "Who was the Crown Princess that my father wanted to choose for me?"

"Wish Bai Shao..."

Xiao Jingchuan thought about the stunning beauty described above, as well as Xiao Huanzhi's subtle concern for Zhu Baishao, and an idea arose in his mind.

"Someone, go and quietly invite Zhu Baishao into the palace."

It's a pity that Xiao Jingchuan didn't wait for the beauty, but waited for Xiao Huanzhi in black clothes.

"Uncle Emperor?"

Facing the handsome man's almost ruthless eyes, Xiao Jingchuan remembered his previous cruel methods, and his voice couldn't help but tremble.

"Your Majesty is in a good mood. He doesn't care about the former prime minister's rebellion. He actually puts his mind on my palace. I am flattered..."

Xiao Huanzhi called him "Your Majesty", but he had never bowed to Xiao Jingchuan since he entered the palace.

"You!" Xiao Jingchuan was so angry at Xiao Huanzhi's attitude that he could not help but grit his teeth.

Thinking of Xiao Jingchuan's intention to attack Zhu Baishao, Xiao Huanzhi's eyes darkened, and he said straight to the point without beating around the bush: "Your Majesty is not familiar with common affairs, why not abdicate and let others take over."

"what?"

For a moment, Xiao Jingchuan thought there was something wrong with his ears. How could someone rebel so blatantly?

"Why? I have been on the throne for nearly ten years. I am no longer the child I was back then. I am no longer constrained by you in every way. Do you still want to control me?! I am the Son of Heaven! I am the ruler of the world! How can I accept such humiliation?!"

"Somebody come!"