The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Last night, after the Prime Minister and the Crown Prince met in the study, he stayed in the study until late at night when he fell asleep on a soft couch. At this time, his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was carrying a heavy burden in his dream, but his breathing was still steady, and he was obviously in a deep sleep.

The prime minister's wife Zhang Yunrong and daughter Zuo Xinyi walked into the study in a panic. Zhang Yunrong's usually elegant and calm face was now full of anxiety. Zuo Xinyi clenched her hands, her eyes revealing deep fear and anxiety. The two of them paused at the door of the study, looked at each other, and then walked towards the prime minister cautiously.

Zhang Yunrong gently shook the prime minister's shoulders and called softly, "Husband, wake up." The prime minister's eyelids moved, but he still didn't wake up. Zhang Yunrong bit her lip and raised her voice, "Wenyuan, I have something important to tell you, wake up."

The prime minister was finally awakened. He rubbed his eyes and looked at his wife and daughter in confusion. When he saw the expressions on their faces, his heart sank: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Zhang Yunrong took a deep breath and tried to stay calm: "Husband, our house was robbed. All the valuables and gold, silver and jewelry were looted."

The prime minister's face changed drastically when he heard this. He sat up suddenly, with a flash of anger and shock in his eyes: "What? How could this happen? I went to bed very late last night, how come I didn't hear anything?"

Zuo Xinyi snuggled up to her mother, her voice trembling a little, "Dad, what should we do? Many of my daughter's beloved things have been stolen."

The prime minister held Zhang Yunrong's hand tightly. He hadn't seen the burglary in his room yet, and thought that only some gold and silver jewelry were stolen. His eyes flashed with determination: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. I will immediately send people to track down the thieves and will not let them get away with it." He stood up and walked to the desk, intending to take action immediately, but found that his clothes were disheveled and his hair was messy. He smiled bitterly, turned to Zhang Yunrong and said, "Madam, please help me tidy up my appearance first."

Zhang Yunrong nodded and began to help the prime minister sort out his clothes and hair accessories. Her movements were gentle and quick, trying not to make the prime minister feel uncomfortable. Zuo Xinyi stood aside, silently watching her father and mother, and the uneasiness in her heart gradually calmed down. Because no matter what happened, her father and mother were there.

After the prime minister had fixed his appearance, he was still worried. He suddenly remembered that there were some very important things in his secret room, including some confidential letters related to the royal family. If these letters fell into the hands of others, the consequences would be disastrous. He had to go to the secret room immediately to make sure nothing happened.

The prime minister hurried to the secret room, opened the door, and was greeted by a cold breath. He walked into the secret room and saw that the shelf that was originally full of jewels was now empty, and the dozen boxes on the ground were also missing, as if there was nothing in the secret room. The prime minister's heart sank suddenly, and he hurried to the bookshelf where the letters were stored, opened each drawer, and the letters inside were gone.

The prime minister felt dizzy and fell to the ground. He was filled with panic and fear. He didn't care about the jewels, but the letters were related to his life. If the emperor saw the letters, his family would face a catastrophe.

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His wife Zhang Yunrong and daughter Yun Xinyi also felt the tension in the air.

"Father, what happened?" Zuo Xinyi asked worriedly.

The prime minister took a deep breath and tried to calm the panic in his heart. He turned his head and looked at his wife and daughter, his eyes full of guilt and helplessness.

The Prime Minister's voice was low and trembling, "Those letters are so important to our family, but now they are gone."

The wife and daughter looked at each other, at a loss for a moment.

"Dad, what's in those letters?" the daughter couldn't help asking.

The prime minister was silent for a while, his eyes revealing a hint of anxiety. He turned to face his wife, clasping his hands tightly, as if he was under great pressure.

"Madam, I must tell you something." The Prime Minister's voice was low and serious. "Those stolen letters are not just ordinary letters. They are records of my secret contacts with various forces and people over the years."

The wife was startled, her eyes widened, and she obviously did not expect that these letters would involve such a big secret. Her hands trembled slightly, as if she wanted to grab something to support herself.

"You...you mean, there is...a list of names in those letters?" the wife asked stutteringly, her voice revealing deep worry.

The prime minister nodded, his eyes flickering with helplessness and pain. "Yes, those letters record my dealings with some important officials in the court, foreign envoys, and even people from the underworld. What's worse is that they also include a list - a list involving the power struggle in the court."