Long Live the Empress

Yue Tianhong waited for a long time in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but Su Zhiwei did not come back with any news, so he thought of going to the city gate to greet him. As soon as he left the mansion, he heard the people's discussions. He felt frightened no matter how he listened. Could that woman be his sister?

Yue Tianhong stumbled back home, sat in the chair for a long time without saying a word, then suddenly woke up and ran to Aunt Su's yard.

Aunt Su had just drunk some porridge after being persuaded by Nanny Li when Yue Tianhong ran in in a daze. "Hong'er, what's wrong with you?"

Yue Tianhong knelt on the ground as soon as he entered the room, "Auntie, everything is over now..."

Aunt Su dropped the spoon in her hand into the soup bowl with a "clack". "What do you mean?"

Yue Tianhong closed his eyes in grief. "Today, the Ninth Thousand Year Old wiped out a mountain stronghold, captured several bandits and a woman. Auntie, could that woman be..."

Aunt Su subconsciously retorted, "Absolutely not! Don't ruin your sister's innocence!"

In fact, Aunt Su was also a little panicked, "Don't worry, Hong'er. There are many bandits in the world. You can't just listen to a few words from others and conclude that it is that mountain stronghold. Don't scare yourself. When your uncle comes back, everything will be clear."

At midnight, a man in black suddenly flashed into Aunt Su's room. Yue Tianhong was about to shout when he covered his mouth, "Hong'er, it's your uncle!"

Is it my uncle? Seeing Yue Tianhong nodded, Su Zhiwei let go of his hand.

When Aunt Su saw her brother, she couldn't hold back her tears any longer, "Brother..."

Su Zhiwei couldn't believe that the woman in front of him with a swollen and deformed face was actually his sister. Although he was prepared, Su Zhiwei was still shocked, "Sister, why are you like this?"

Aunt Su shook her head. "Brother, it's a long story. Let's not worry about it for now! Brother, tell me whether Jinghong has been found?"

Su Zhiwei shook his head. "When I arrived, the village had already been wiped out by Jiu Qian Sui..."

Yue Tianhong and Aunt Su were really dumbfounded. Could the woman that Jiu Qian Sui brought back today really be Jing Hong?

Su Zhiwei knocked hard on the table, "It's all my fault for being a step late, letting Jiu Qian Sui get there first. Don't worry, sister, I will definitely find a way to rescue Jing Hong!"

Aunt Su was crying so hard that she was out of breath. If a woman fell into the hands of the bandits, could she come back intact? Even if she rescued her, what would happen to Jinghong in the future? The more she thought about Aunt Su, the more she hated her. Why did her daughter get into trouble? It was all because of that bastard Yue Jinghao. If it weren't for her, Jinghong wouldn't have gotten into trouble!

Su Zhiwei comforted Aunt Su with a few words and flew away. He had to send someone to find out the news quickly, so as to avoid any more troubles...

At midnight, a man in black knelt in front of Su Zhiwei and said, "Master, I am incompetent. The Qiansui Mansion is heavily guarded and I have not heard any news. However, I found that the guards in the Qiansui Mansion had contact with Fan Changyue's people..."

"Oh?" Su Zhiwei suddenly became alert. Could it be that Fan Changyue had planted spies in Qiansui Mansion? "Got it. Keep on finding out!"

The man in black took the order and walked away for a distance. Then he took off the black mask on his face. Who else could it be but Da Wu?

Su Zhiwei is a military general and has never had much contact with civil officials like Fan Changyue. The most important thing now is to find a way to get in touch with Fan Changyue.

The next day, after the morning court session, Su Zhiwei caught up with Fan Changyue's sedan chair and said, "Greetings, Lord Fan!"

Fan Changyue lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and saw that the person coming was Su Zhiwei. "Master Su, what can I do for you?"

"I don't deserve your advice. I heard that Lord Fan likes playing chess the most, so I brought a set of chess pieces to ask you for advice." As he said this, he handed over a carved wooden box.

Fan Changyue lowered the curtain and opened the box. It turned out to be the Yin-Yang chess he had always dreamed of! The black chess pieces are made of thousand-year-old black ice from the extreme south. Even if you play chess with these chess pieces in summer, you won’t feel hot; and the white pieces are made of warm white jade from the extreme north. Even in winter, you will feel warm all over your body! "Then please ask Lord Su to come to the mansion to have a hand-to-hand conversation with me!"

Su Zhiwei also got on the sedan chair and entered the Minister of Revenue's residence one after another with Fan Changyue.

The two of them played back and forth on the Yin-Yang chessboard for about half an hour before Fan Changyue casually spoke, "Master Su, if you have anything to say, please speak directly!"

Su Zhiwei continued to play chess. "To be honest, the Ninth Thousand Years Old brought back a woman yesterday. I would like to ask you to find a way to secretly rescue her..."

Fan Changyue was a little stunned. "I'm afraid I can't help you. You know what kind of person Nine Thousand Years Old is. Please ask you to find someone else!"