The powerful princess arrives with a space warehouse

After everyone was on the plane, Yan Ziyou reluctantly walked up the spiral staircase. Before entering the plane, he said solemnly to Ouyang Xiao who was standing below the plane: "General Ouyang, please believe me. Even if I risk my life, I will definitely stop them from attacking Western Chu again."

Ouyang Xiao waved to him, "This general trusts you, take care!"

Yan Ziyou bowed deeply to the people who were seeing him off before walking into the plane.

Chu Chenjing, who was sitting in the driver's seat, saw Yan Ziyou sitting down, then quickly set the destination for the plane on the navigator and closed the cabin door.

It was late at night when the plane took off, rising slowly into the air. Once high in the sky, it quickly flew out of the city.

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Beiyue Kingdom Yanwang Mansion

Under the night sky, the Yanwang Mansion was brightly lit with white banners fluttering. From the gate to Yan Rui'an's mourning hall, white lanterns were hung, giving people a somewhat eerie feeling.

Yan Ruian's coffin was placed in the middle of the mourning hall. Yan Ruian had been dead for more than ten days, but his body did not emit much odor. Perhaps it was because the weather in Beiyue Country was already relatively cold and dry, and Yan Ruian's body seemed to have been dried by the wind.

At this time, the mourning hall was no longer filled with the many people coming in and out to pay their respects during the day. It was very quiet, with only a few maids and servants on duty.

Compared to the deserted mourning hall, the main courtyard of Yan Hutu, the head of the family, was indeed crowded. There were many guards guarding the gate of the courtyard, checking on some ministers who came into his courtyard from outside.

In Yan Hutu's study, several ministers were already sitting in front of Yan Hutu's tea table. While these ministers were anxiously waiting, Yan Hutu, the King of Yan, walked out of the study.

Behind Prince Yan followed the third prince Bei Jinqi, behind them both was Prince Yan's second brother Yan Huping, and finally his eldest son, Crown Prince Yan Ruihan.

When the Prince of Yan appeared, several ministers who were sitting there stood up and saluted, "Your Majesty Prince of Yan, Prince of Qi."

Yan Hutu walked to his tea table, glanced at the seven or eight ministers, and his mouth curled up slightly, with a satisfied look in his eyes. "All of you, please sit down quickly, and don't be polite to me." Then Yan Hutu sat down in front of the tea table first, and Qi Wang Bei Jinqi, Yan Huping, and Yan Ruihan also sat down beside the Yan Wang's tea table.

After seeing King Yan sit down, the ministers sat down on the chairs in front of King Yan's tea table.

Yan Hutu waved his hand, and a servant standing outside the door came in and served tea to the ministers, then left and closed the door of the study.

In front of Yan Hutu's tea table, steam was curling up, and his second brother Yan Huping was brewing tea beside his tea table. The people in the study all looked at King Yan quietly, waiting for him to speak.

Yan Huping waited for the tea to boil and served a cup of tea to King Yan. After King Yan drank the tea, he looked up at them and spoke slowly, "I asked you to come here tonight because I have something important to discuss with you."

"King Yan, I will obey you in everything." said a minister.

The Prince of Yan raised his bearded face and glanced at the minister who was speaking, the Minister of Rites Sun Wu. He nodded and said "Yes".

Wu Linbai, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, also quickly stood up and expressed his opinion, "Your humble servant is following the Prince of Yan." If the emperor heard what they said, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood. These people called themselves "your humble servant" in front of the Prince of Yan.

"I will definitely follow your Highness's lead." A young general named Li Zhiyong expressed his determination urgently at night.

Although Bei Jinqi was in the same camp as Prince Yan, at this moment, he was sitting below, looking at the ministers who were eager to express their opinions to Prince Yan, and he felt uncomfortable.

Each of these people was so servile to King Yan.

He hated Yan Hutu, the Prince of Yan, a little bit in his heart. He knew that the Prince of Yan had been using him, but he was unwilling to marry his daughter to him. He had no choice but to marry the daughter of a minister, and now he married a concubine, the princess of Southern Chu who was plotted against in Western Chu. He originally thought that he could join forces with Liang Haobo, the second prince of Southern Chu, but he didn't know that Liang Haobo was a fool.

He was thinking about his own things secretly, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears, "King Yan, I think we can't wait any longer."

He looked at the person who was speaking, and wondered, wasn't this his good father-in-law, the Right Prime Minister Bian Zongguang?

King Yan listened to their respective statements but did not say a word.

At this time, the Minister of War Fu Shunhua stood up and said, "Your Majesty Prince Yan, Prince Qi, I agree with the Right Prime Minister's proposal. If we don't take action, the power of Crown Prince Bei Jinheng will grow stronger and stronger. The Seventh Prince Bei Jinyan seems to have joined forces with the Crown Prince. If we continue to wait like this, we will be passive."

Yan Hutu picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, frowned, looked up at them, and still said nothing.

Seeing that Prince Yan and Prince Qi didn't say anything, everyone didn't know what Prince Yan was thinking. Everyone looked at him eagerly, waiting for him to speak.

At this time, the person sitting closest to the tea table spoke. He was wearing a dark blue robe and looked to be in his fifties, but there was no trace of time on his face. He looked at Yan Hutu, the Prince of Yan, and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor is often in a coma and it seems that he can't hold on for too long. I think we should take advantage of this incident in Rui'an and let the Emperor take over the position... But if we do that, it will make Rui'an a little uneasy..." He paused before he finished speaking.

"Hahahaha...hahaha...hahaha..." At this time Yan Hutu burst into laughter. No one knew what Prince Yan was laughing at. On such a night, this laughter made them feel a little creepy.

After Prince Yan laughed, his expression returned to his usual seriousness, and he looked at the man in navy blue, "My Lord, you still know my heart so well." He and this man had a life-long friendship.

The man in navy blue clothes was the head of the Qiyan family, the largest family in Beiyue State, Qiyan Muhong. This family was very wealthy and they had helped the late emperor.

The late emperor conferred the title of Marquis on the Qiyan family, and Qiyan Muhong is now the Marquis of the Marquisate, or the Duke.

"Haha, Prince Yan, this is a big matter, we must not make any mistakes. Prince, you can arrange this matter, and I will fully support you." Qi Yanmuhong said calmly.

"My Lord, you are right. I think the same thing. We can't wait any longer. After the deed is done, I will not let Ouyang Xiao go. I will make him pay with his blood." Yan Hutu said with a gloomy face.

"Your Majesty, our people have been mobilized."

"Prince Yan, when will General Yan's funeral be held?"