Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Yu Chuwan took the letter and said, "Sister, I'll read it."

This is a family letter, an ordinary one, written to Yu Xiaoqiao.

It was written during the period after Yu Xiaoqiao disappeared. The main idea is that the author misses his daughter and will not give up the search, believing that she will definitely come back.

It was also mentioned that he had been reported for treason and collaborating with the enemy before.

The late emperor trusted him and did not have any doubts or precautions, but instead convicted the informant.

I am just afraid that if this matter is taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives and the past is brought up again someday, my father and my family will be doomed.

However, no matter what my father and my family are like when you return, you must never do anything that would harm Daxin.

Every word and sentence is sincere and touching.

Everyone in the hall was moved. Some covered their faces and wiped their tears, some shed tears, and some had red eyes.

Li Mochen looked a little unnatural, and cleared his throat, "My loyal ministers, did you hear me? My heart was filled with thoughts of Daxin until my death. Such a loyal minister is truly a role model for you all!"

All the ministers looked at Emperor Qingxin sitting on the dragon throne, their faces full of confusion.

At this point, not to mention the court officials who were immersed in conspiracies and intrigues, even the young eunuchs who had just entered the palace could understand the ins and outs of it.

Yu Xiang is loyal and righteous, but he will never use his personal reputation as bait and be willing to be a human shield to disrupt the political situation of another country.

Emperor Qing Xin's words were contradictory and he couldn't reconcile himself. Although he pretended to be calm at the moment, he was just forcing himself to cover up his despicable behavior.

However, even if the matter is clear, it is still impossible to convict the current emperor.

Unless—he is not the emperor.

That’s right, his throne was not obtained in a legitimate way. He stole it by killing his father and brother.

The reason why the case was opened with the incident of Yu Wenrui was not only to force him to clear the name of Prime Minister Yu and the Yu family, but also to expose a corner of his true face to the public.

Yu Xiaoqiao now understood the meaning of the so-called handwritten letter.

The letter was probably not written by his father, but was forged by Si Wenming using the same method.

However, with the emotions pushed to this point, no one doubted its authenticity, especially since it was taken out from Yu Xiaoqiao.

Of course Yu Xiaoqiao knew that the letter was given to her by Yu Xiaomo from Si Wenming.

She guessed that the reason Wen Ming didn't give it to her in advance was that he didn't trust Jiang Yubai.

After all, after Li Mochen came to power, Jiang Yubai was given important positions and his career was flourishing and his future was bright.

There is no love without reason in the world, and there is no reuse without reason.

And she could never completely let down her guard against Jiang Yubai.

Just as she was thinking about Jiang Yubai's past, a familiar voice came from a distance.

"Second brother, you are absolutely right!"

Yu Xiaoqiao collected her thoughts and looked up. Everyone’s eyes were focused on the door. The person who came was none other than Li Lingyan.

She has a graceful temperament, cool eyes and eyebrows, but a smile is on the corner of her lips.

I don’t know what method Lao Mu used to make Li Lingyan, who was bedridden with a sick face last night, appear in front of me today with a radiant face.

Li Lingyan walked over gracefully, waving a folding fan, looking very relaxed.

Yu Xiaoqiao was surprised, and her eyes met Si Wenming's. Both of them had firm looks in their eyes.

The two also guessed that Li Lingyan must have suffered a lot, and was probably pretending to be relaxed at this moment.

Yes!

In order to have the glamorous look at this moment, Li Lingyan begged Lao Mu for several days.

No matter how harshly Lao Mu threatened to never stand up again, he remained very determined.

He must appear at the birthday party and push the villain and evil man who killed his father and mother off the throne.

Even if I have to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair, I don't mind.

"Prime Minister Yu is a good minister, but my second brother is not worthy of the throne..." Li Lingyan was still gentle, as if he was saying something very insignificant, but what he said shocked the whole audience.

All the ministers, including the women who came to celebrate the birthday, stared at Li Mochen with wide eyes and open mouths.

Li Mochen's hands were tightly clenched in his long sleeves, but he had a calm smile on his face, "Third brother, I always thought you died in the fire, but I didn't expect you to be alive. It's great!"

"Yes! That's great! Otherwise, how can we..." Li Lingyan's words seemed to come to an abrupt end.

Everyone was confused and looked at his suddenly fixed mouth in confusion.

It turned out that Li Mochen used witchcraft to prevent him from speaking.

But people are not as good as heaven.

He had never imagined that Yu Xiaomo was also in the hall, and he had never imagined that within a year, Yu Xiaomo's witchcraft had improved by leaps and bounds and was already far superior to his.

Therefore, when Yu Xiaomo first received the letter, he was just a little surprised, but he did not find that anyone was practicing witchcraft.

Yu Xiaomo closed his eyes and concentrated, then with a wave of his finger, he easily dissolved the silencing spell on Li Lingyan.

Si Wenming cooperated and placed various bottles and jars on the table.

Li Lingyan introduced the symptoms of poisoning of his father and mother one by one, and at one point he choked up and was unable to speak.

Some of the ministers suddenly realized what was going on and exclaimed, "I was wondering why the emperor had always been in excellent health, but he suddenly developed a cough three years ago. I never thought it was your vicious son who gave you a slow-acting poison."

"In order to prevent the late emperor from passing the throne to the third prince, you actually used drastic measures, causing us to misunderstand that it was Si Wenming's doing, and making the late emperor so angry that his blood was flowing. You...you!"

At this time, an old minister with completely white hair, who had retired after Li Mochen ascended the throne, came to the scene today. "Marquis Wennan is the illegitimate son of the late emperor. His mother, Chen Jiangli, is the biological daughter of General Chen Qingzhi. The late emperor learned the truth when Si Youge passed away, so he has always felt guilty about the affairs of the Chen family army. Therefore, he wants to reverse the case for the Chen family after his birthday and take the blame himself. How could he be angry with Marquis Wennan?"

Everyone was in an uproar again.

"That's right! Li Mochen learned that Si Wenming was the late emperor's illegitimate son and would pass the throne to Li Lingyan, so he administered the most potent poison on the eve of his birthday, causing the late emperor to die tragically on his birthday." Jiang Yubai said loudly.

Li Mochen glared at Jiang Yubai, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Jiang Yubai then brought up the fact that Concubine Jia was an old friend of Li Mochen, and revealed the whole process of the two of them conspiring to poison the late emperor and the late queen, which caused another uproar.

Yu Xiaoqiao was also surprised that Jiang Yubai could investigate the inside story so clearly, and she was more willing to break up with Li Mochen openly at this time.

Seeing that the truth had been revealed, Li Mochen shouted angrily, "You are a traitor! You are an idiot who has been bewitched by a woman!"

He swung his arm, and Jiang Yubai was knocked out by the huge force. He fell to the ground and spit out blood.

Yu Xiaoqiao went over to help him up and glared at Li Mochen angrily.