In the previous life, the tyrant died for love, and in this life, I became addicted to pampering him

Chu Jiarou was stunned.

Seeing that she was about to leave, he hurriedly called out to her:

"Wait! What do you want me to... do?"

Xie Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and walked quickly to her side.

"Uncle Huang is under house arrest. Do you know about this?"

"……Um."

Chu Jiarou glanced at the tightly closed palace door and nodded slightly.

Xie Qinghuan held her arm and looked at her seriously.

"I want you to find out where he is and try to get the message out of the palace."

"Me? Can I do this? What am I supposed to do?"

Xie Qinghuan was a little anxious when he saw that she was at a loss.

"Why can't you? Chu Yingji didn't send anyone to keep an eye on you.

You just need to let the maids in your palace hang out with the palace maids and eunuchs after meals!

There are many people and many things going on. Uncle Huang is such a big man, and his daily needs... there will always be loopholes!"

Chu Jiarou nodded, not quite understanding.

Xie Qinghuan looked at the sky.

"No, I really have to go...If the keys are left in the palace, it will be bad!"

"Um……"

Chu Jiarou was still a little uneasy.

He frowned and nodded.

Seeing her turn around, he pulled her sleeve again.

"Hey! Xie Qinghuan! If this is accomplished, will I also be considered... a hero of the Great Chu?"

she asked hesitantly.

His face turned red from holding back.

Xie Qinghuan responded firmly:

"Well! If you can successfully rescue the emperor uncle, you will be the greatest hero of the Great Chu!"

Chu Jiarou finally put aside her worries and smiled knowingly.

He hummed forcefully.

Xie Qinghuan left the palace and returned to the prime minister's residence to wait for news.

I was restless all night.

It was not until dawn that news came back from Qianyin Pavilion:

In the morning court, the Night King and the Prime Minister led all the civil and military officials to plead with the Crown Prince to spare the life of the Third Prince.

After a long debate, the prince finally agreed to change beheading to exile;

The prison in heaven was opened;

The Pavilion Master is on his way to meet them;

Outside the gates of Kyoto, the Qianying protectors and the prince's guards completed the handover of the prince's golden seal;

The Pavilion Master is in place;

The Third Prince was successfully replaced!

So far...

Only then did Xie Qinghuan finally relax.

Fell on the bed.

Holding the token of Chu Hanxiao sent by Qianyin Pavilion - the half handkerchief from last night.

She wanted to cry.

But I don't have any strength...

Holding half a handkerchief, I fell into a deep sleep...

Morning ends.

Xie Zhiqiu and Xie Tingzhou returned to the prime minister's residence together.

The two of them came to Xie Qinghuan's Yueqiong Garden at the same time.

Knowing that she had fallen asleep, we all felt relieved.

Didn't bother much.

Returning to the main hall, he had breakfast with Luo Jinyun.

The family couldn't help but sigh...

"Qinghuan has grown up and is really strong."

"Yes... She is the one I am most worried about in the palace. I am afraid that she will do something irreparable..."

Xie Zhiqiu sighed.

“However, after this incident, we can also see that… Qing Huan does have the potential to be a queen.

He remained calm in the face of danger, was clear in his thinking, and put the overall situation first..."

Xie Tingzhou also nodded and echoed:

"I didn't expect my little sister to be so resilient..."

Xie Zhiqiu pondered for a moment.

Thinking of the tragic situation this time, I sighed again.

"This time, I was detained in the palace, and many of my people in the court were killed..."

He shook his head and sighed.

Close the bowl and drink up the porridge.

He gave a warning to the old butler who was serving behind him:

"Don't be stingy with the money you need to comfort the widow and her family. If you don't have enough money, sell your farm and shops!"

The old butler nodded and responded calmly:

"Yes……"

Xie Zhiqiu looked back at Xie Tingzhou:

“Tingzhou, you too…those officials who were suppressed and demoted were basically your friends or your grandfather’s henchmen!

If anyone is demoted to another place, remember to send someone to take care of his family.

Sooner or later we will meet again."

Xie Tingzhou respectfully put down his bowl and chopsticks and nodded in agreement.

Xie Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes.

There was something in his empty mouth.

His eyes drifted into the distance.

"Have you sent someone to inform your uncle about what's happening in Kyoto?"

Xie Tingzhou looked up suspiciously.

"Although I haven't sent anyone, I'm sure my uncle knows about it..."

Moreover, Sanqian is on his way to escort the Third Prince to reunite with his uncle.

However, Xie Zhiqiu still shook his head meaningfully.

"No! You must send a letter to your uncle in the name of the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Xie Tingzhou thought about it for a moment.

Then I understood what Xie Zhiqiu meant...

"Father, are you asking my uncle to help guard against Dongzhou? The Crown Prince's base is in Dongzhou?"

Xie Zhiqiu snorted and laughed.

"I haven't been idle these few days in the palace!

Dong Liao had already withdrawn its troops after the peace talks, but your uncle stayed in Dongzhou and refused to come back... Why do you think that was?"

"Beware of... a counterattack from Eastern Liao?"

Xie Zhiqiu nodded and used chopsticks to sort out the Liao and Chu situation.

"Eastern Liao sent back hostages in the name of peace talks, but in reality they are still eyeing us covetously and training their troops every day!

I'm sure that as soon as your uncle sets out, the Eastern Liao army will arrive to support Chu Yingji."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Tingzhou.

continued:

"Guess again! Your uncle hasn't been back to the capital for a long time, why did the King of Dongzhou want to return overnight?"

"Could it be that... Dongzhou has a secret that he cannot reveal to others, and he is afraid that his uncle will find out?"

Xie Zhiqiu made no secret of his admiration and love for his beloved son.

Pride was evident on his face.

"That's right! Your uncle is stationed in Dongzhou, firstly to guard against a counterattack from Dong Liao;

Second, we need to find out why the King of Dongzhou supports Chu Yingji in his bid for the throne!"

"Father, what you mean is... the King of Dongzhou raises private soldiers?"

His face was slightly cold and there was suspicion in his eyes.

Xie Zhiqiu nodded with satisfaction.

"If you were the King of Dongzhou, would you choose to assist your nephew to ascend the throne, or... take the opportunity to take the throne yourself?"

"When the snipe and the clam quarrel, the fisherman gains."

"Um……"

Xie Zhiqiu snorted and laughed.

"This old fox is waiting for an opportunity to capture all the princes in one fell swoop!

As long as Chu Yingji ascends the throne and marries Princess Dong Liao as his queen...

He can then use the name of 'clearing the court' to force the new emperor to abdicate!"

The more Xie Tingzhou thought about it, the more uneasy he became.

"What if the King of Dongzhou and the soldiers of Dongliao work together from the inside and outside? Wouldn't my uncle be..."

"No! King Dongzhou is different from Chu Yingji.

He just wants to live out his life as an emperor and will not sell out his country!

What's more, fighting with the Luo family army and wasting half of my life's efforts, what is the point?"

Only then did Xie Tingzhou breathe a sigh of relief.

That's exactly what happened...

"Your uncle has not returned to the capital yet, I think he must have discovered the King of Dongzhou's trick.

Just remind him to be wary of the King of Dongzhou sending troops to support Chu Yingji.

Without the support of troops, Chu Yingji will no longer be a threat!"

"But, the emperor is in his hands, and now he holds the crown prince's golden seal. If we touch him, it would be tantamount to rebellion..."

Silence for a moment.

A clear voice came into the house.

"So as long as we rescue Uncle Huang, we will have both the soldiers and the excuse to send them out!"

Xie Qinghuan strode over, holding up her skirt.

"Qinghuan! Let daddy see you, why have you lost so much weight..."

As soon as he saw Xie Qinghuan, Prime Minister Xie, who had just been planning the strategy, immediately turned into a daughter slave.

Seeing the redness and swelling on her face that had not yet subsided, her eyes became red.

"How dare this beast touch my precious daughter!!"

Luo Jinyun also hurriedly stood up and pulled her to his side.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, eat something quickly..."