After being read, the abstinent prince bullies others with his wife every day

The sound came from the study, and she frowned slightly.

"Oh! Prince Rui has probably already started investigating what happened back then. If this matter is discovered, it will definitely cause a huge uproar. We are now on Prince Chen's side, and we don't know whether it is right or wrong."

"Alas, the Second Prince was framed by the Prince of Chen. He was trampled to death by a mad horse in the horse farm when he was in his prime. Although the responsibility was finally pushed onto the Crown Prince, the Emperor still had doubts. This must be the reason why he has always been lukewarm towards the Prince of Chen. But now, only the Prince of Chen has the strength to make a breakthrough."

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is mediocre and useless, and Prince Rui and Prince Rong are on the opposite side of our front line. The other princes have either left the capital to be crowned as princes, or are too young to be kept in the palace. We really can't pick anyone...

Forget it, now that we have made the decision, we should stop wavering. If His Royal Highness Prince Chen finds out, we will be in trouble."

"..."

The sound in the house gradually died down, and then there were a few rustling sounds as if someone was about to get up and leave.

Lin Shuning immediately quickened his pace and left quickly.

She covered her chest, still a little frightened.

Did she seem to have heard something extraordinary?

Now, various forces in the imperial city are ready to move, and the situation in the court is turbulent. I am afraid that some major changes will happen in the near future.

Lin Shuning swallowed her saliva. It seemed that she had to speed up the process of making money and leave here as soon as possible to avoid being caught up in this vortex.

……

The night is quiet and silent.

The waxing moon is coldly engraved on the top of the floating clouds, and its light is as distant as flowing water.

In the cold light, a black shadow floated like a ghost across the courtyard, across the patio, across the front hall, and up to a mysterious little building with flying eaves and painted corners in the second entrance.

The mossy secret door slowly slid open, and with a heavy and long creaking sound, a black shadow floated in and knelt silently in front of a brocade couch and jade tent.

The wind blew the pearl curtains and jade canopies, and a faint figure appeared on the couch, immersed in the dim candlelight.

He offered the medicine residue in his hands with both hands: "Sir, I got this from Jiang Yu. It was his confidant Chen Zhao who secretly dumped it. He handled it very carefully. If it weren't for my subordinates waiting in advance, they wouldn't have discovered it at all. I believe it's not wrong."

The man in brocade robe on the couch glanced at him, and someone beside him immediately came forward to take the medicine residue, took a little and tasted it, then bowed and said: "Sir, this is indeed a medicinal material for treating Gu poison, and the efficacy is very extreme. Some of the medicinal materials can even cause irreversible damage to the body. It seems that Jiang Yu is indeed at the end of his strength."

The person who was speaking was wearing a dark purple patterned robe. His hair was not tied up, but was draped messily over his shoulders. His face hidden in his hair was covered with wrinkles, and there were dark tattoos on his chin and forehead. His triangular eyes glowed with a dark light.

He sounds like a man of only thirty, but looks like a man of sixty.

The man on the brocade couch listened leisurely, holding his chin in his hand. He raised the corner of his lips in pleasure and sneered, "In other words, Jiang Yu has not been poisoned for a long time, and even looked fine after using his internal energy last time. He just used medicine that would damage his body and tried to prolong his life by force to deceive himself?"

"Exactly."

The man in brocade robes burst into laughter and waved his hand, saying, "Well done, you can leave now."

"Yes."

After the two men retreated, a door leading to an unknown place suddenly opened silently on the man’s right hand side.

A middle-aged man walked out of the darkness, staring at the medicine residue in front of the man in brocade robes, with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Jiang Yu will not live long, and he has caused us so many troubles, causing us to lose a lot...

Last time I went back, I carefully considered what you said. I'm afraid his purpose for returning to Beijing this time is indeed not pure. We still can't let our guard down, lest we lose Jingzhou carelessly."

"Heh," the man in brocade robes laughed coldly, "He has to be alive to rob this 'Jingzhou'."

The middle-aged man saw his disdainful expression, frowned slightly, sighed, took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him: "Open it and take a look, this is a letter sent from Southern Xinjiang."

The man in brocade robe glanced at him and took it lazily.

He scanned the contents above, his eyes becoming increasingly gloomy. After a while, he lowered his eyes and suddenly flicked the letter upwards with his fingertips.

The swaying letter paper fell towards the tip of the sword placed at the side of the man, but it was still about an inch away when it suddenly paused, then dissipated in mid-air and turned into a small pile of grayish-white powder.

The man never moved.

He flicked his sleeves, and the grayish-white powder immediately turned into white mist, slowly rising in the silent space.

He spoke slowly in the curling smoke and dust: "This group of shameless losers, they suffered a defeat and couldn't beat that old man Yun Zhong, yet they dared to ask me for compensation. They are indeed a group of profit-seeking dogs."

The middle-aged man lowered his eyes and rubbed his temple, speaking slowly and calmly: "After all, they are still useful to us now. After everything is settled, it won't be too late to catch them all in one fell swoop. Now we just have to go along with them and comfort them a little."

The man in brocade robe sneered, lowered his eyes and waved his hand: "Forget it, just take it from my private vault and give it to them."

"Yes." The middle-aged man bowed his head and responded.

The moonlight is bleak and slightly bloody.

The dim candlelight is hidden behind heavy curtains, dancing slowly and silently in the hazy night, like a firefly in a bottle trying to break free from its restraints, unable to cross the invisible barriers.

……

A thin line of red slowly rose from the horizon, and the sky brightened.

The morning light filtered through the window paper covered with rosy clouds and shone onto the face of the figure behind the window, making the flower-like lips even more beautiful and the skin as smooth and transparent as jade.

Then a figure moved, and a suave young man holding a fan and smiling came out.

Today he was dressed simply, his white clothes were spotless, and his light purple belt was soft in color, which set off his flying eyebrows and bright eyes, making him look like a bright pearl or jade.

It was Lin Shuning.

Perhaps because she was too excited about the place she was going today, Lin Shuning did not get a good rest last night. However, at this moment, her eyes were brighter and more shining than the scorching sunlight today. She did not feel sleepy or tired at all, and even seemed a little excited.

She took out a voice-changing pill from the space and swallowed it. Since she was going to disguise herself as a man, she had to do it thoroughly to avoid being discovered and causing trouble.

She bent down and got into the carriage that had been waiting for a long time. When she raised her eyes, she saw a man sitting inside the carriage. Her heart suddenly tightened and she subconsciously wanted to step out, but her hand was suddenly grabbed.