The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

"Maybe he went to the palace." Xie Yi's answer made Princess Rong Le raise her eyebrows.

She asked with a somewhat crazy smile, "The Imperial Palace? Concubine Xu has always been on good terms with the Empress. How come Marquis Yongjia doesn't seem to be worried at all when this evil cult leader with ulterior motives goes to the Imperial Palace?"

"Your Highness, there is no need to provoke me." Xie Yi shook his head and said, "Firstly, Concubine Xu has her own means to protect her. Secondly, the situation is urgent. I'm afraid that the leader has no intention of going to the inner palace. He has contacted many clan members and seems to be betting everywhere, but in fact... he just wants to make the Lu family kill each other."

"If there was a greater purpose, the leader of the Red Sun Cult should not have allowed his followers to frequently clash with the people in the capital, or even to kill the Lu clan members several times. The prerequisite for seizing power is that his own energy and followers are stable enough, not as chaotic as it is now. His real purpose... I think, is just to vent the hatred in his heart."

"Hatred?" Princess Rong Le frowned.

He nodded gratefully, "Yes, hatred. Your Highness Rong Le may not know that the leader of the Hongyang Sect was originally named Mi, and was from a noble family in Luzhou. The skills of woodworking and carving were passed down from generation to generation. During the reign of the previous emperor, due to improper gift offerings, disaster struck the three clans. In one night, the family was destroyed and everyone was separated."

"Is he the orphan of the Mi family?" As one of the few surviving children of the late emperor, Princess Rong Le naturally still remembered this old case, but the leader of the Hongyang Sect had never revealed it, and she had not been able to find out.

Being exposed by Xie Yi at this time, she could not help but feel shocked and angry, but this emotion only appeared for a moment, and Princess Rong Le quickly regained her composure - who cares about his identity or purpose, as long as he can achieve his own goal in the end, isn't it enough?

She swung her sleeves and asked, "Marquis Yongjia, don't you think that by telling me the origin of the Red Sun Cult Leader and his true intention to instigate a fight between our Lu clan, you can convince me to stop, right?"

"How dare I have such a delusion?" Xie Yi put the folding fan on the back of her hand without any unnaturalness, and performed a woman's blessing ceremony to Princess Rong Le. "I just want everyone to be sensible ghosts, and don't foolishly seek revenge on my aunt in the underworld and let the real enemy go."

This statement came out.

Prince Gong frowned and looked at him: "We have all been fooled by the Red Sun Sect Leader. Is Auntie willing to follow his plan?"

"It's not his plan. This is the path I want to take." Princess Rong Le showed a helpless expression. "Really, how many times do I have to tell you idiots before you give up trying to find excuses for what I did, like I had no choice, was forced by the situation, or was deceived and misled by others?"

"Your brother supports you, and your sister-in-law jumps on the stage to get involved. Isn't it just because he is willing to support you?"

"Why, did you lure him with benefits, or lie to him, or... did you two team up to force him?" Princess Rong Le rolled her eyes, "They are all dying, so stop worrying about it."

Prince Gong was speechless for a moment.

It is true that Prince Yi Yang is a paralytic who does not get involved in political affairs and lies at home, but when his younger brother or his wife, the only important people left in his life, expressed their ambitions, Prince Yi Yang, who has always been content with the status quo, did not react too much.

Just stand quietly behind them and say "OK" softly.

Sometimes, being too open-minded can seem unhealthy.

However, compared with other relatives, Prince Yiyang's extremely docile little quirk seems so innocent and harmless.

"......Let's continue talking about the cult leader. He entered the palace but didn't go to the inner palace to kill people. So what else could he do?" Princess Rong Le said as she looked at the clan members in the courtyard who were forced to "listen to stories" together.

Most of them had an indignant look on their faces, and some of them lowered their heads, not knowing what they were thinking.

The royal family of Dasheng has always had a serious history of self-killing. Those who were surnamed Lu within three generations and had some strength and chose to stay in Beijing instead of being taken away by the emperor and empress could be accommodated in a small courtyard.

Seeing the clan members who obviously had their own thoughts, Princess Rong Le decided to wait until Lu Weiyuan's army began to attack the city, and then push them to the top of the city wall one by one and push them down in front of everyone. This would be more effective. If she could temporarily force her youngest niece to retreat, it would be a good thing. Although the probability is extremely small, it would be killing people anyway, so why not give it a try?

She put her hands behind her back, gestured to her confidants in the room, and began to consider whether she could keep Xie Yi, her niece's brother, as well.

At this moment, Xie Yi seemed to be unaware of the approaching crisis, and said calmly, "He must have gone to the ancestral temple."

"Ancestral temple?"

"Two days ago, there was news that strange noises were heard from the late emperor's mausoleum." He smiled slightly, "I sent someone to investigate and found out that the mausoleum keeper was controlled by the Red Sun Cult. They blew up the late emperor's mausoleum, dug out his remains, and secretly transported them to the capital. Your Highness, your father should be with the Red Sun Cult leader in the Lu family's ancestral hall at this moment."

When everyone present heard that the late emperor's grave had been dug up, their faces changed.

Some were surprised, some could hardly hold back their laughter, and some stole glances at Rong Le and Fu Chang, the two daughters of the late emperor, with curiosity and mockery...

Princess Rong Le snorted, "I never thought that this evil cult leader would be so devoted to my father. Not to mention that he went through so much trouble just to avenge what he did to the Mi family in the past, causing chaos in the capital, and he even didn't forget to dig my father out of the ground."

Princess Fuchang agreed with her sister's words of filial piety: "Who says it's not true? To be missed so much, to be remembered even after death, to have his remains returned to the world, I'm afraid only my father can bear such a responsibility - an unprecedented legendary experience."

"Hmph! There may be others who will dig up graves and open coffins later!" Although Prince Gong did not mention anyone by name, everyone understood what he meant.

For a moment, all kinds of eyes were darting around, and the field was filled with silent excitement.

"He must have other purposes for planning this, besides slaughtering the Lu family's bloodline and humiliating the Lu family's ancestors, right?" Princess Fuchang turned to express her gratitude.

Xie Yi asked Princess Rong Le, "Your Highness, I wonder if Princess Shou An has ever told you that she had a relationship with the daughter of the Shen family in the cold palace?"

Princess Rong Le's expression turned colder: "No."

Xie Yi understood, slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again: "Shen in the cold palace was attacked by unknown people today. First, someone tried to steal something from her, but was disrupted by Qian who was also in the cold palace. Later, another thief disguised as a Yulin Guard broke into the cold palace and killed her."

"After Concubine Xu captured the gang of thieves, she interrogated the survivors and learned that Shen had given a piece of evidence to His Highness Shou'an. What they wanted was that thing, something that could bring disgrace to the late emperor and the royal family."