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At this moment, a soldier of the Imperial Guard, wearing dark armor,

Holding a spear, he hurried towards the leader of the imperial guards. His face was somewhat anxious, and his eyes revealed a hint of uneasiness.

Walking up to the leader of the imperial guards, he leaned over and whispered a few words.

The expression of the leader of the imperial guards suddenly tensed, his brows were furrowed, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

He stood up, followed the imperial guard soldier, and walked quickly towards the storeroom of the palace.

A breeze blew by, blowing their robes and making a rustling sound.

The door of the warehouse was open, revealing the clean floor inside.

The leader of the imperial guards walked into the warehouse and his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.

The warehouse was quiet. The treasures that were once neatly stacked were now gone, not even a penny was left.

There was an indescribable atmosphere in the air, as if this place had just experienced a thrilling incident.

The face of the leader of the imperial guards became increasingly gloomy, and a strong sense of anger and uneasiness surged in his heart.

This storehouse is an important treasury of the Chen Palace, where a large amount of

Gold, silver, jewelry and precious properties are the wealth accumulated by the royal palace over the years.

That was why he came here so actively, he wanted to get some benefits from it.

But now, all of this has vanished in an instant. What on earth is going on?

He turned around and stared at the guard with a sharp gaze.

The voice was deep and majestic: "What happened? Why did all the valuables in the warehouse disappear?"

Suddenly I remembered that the national treasury and the storehouses of several ministers had been stolen! I couldn't help but feel a little angry.

The voice of the leader of the imperial guards echoed in the silent air, carrying with it unquestionable majesty.

He gave the order: "Bring Prince Chen, Princess Chen, and all the people in the palace,

All of them will be escorted to the Dali Temple's jail, and tomorrow morning, they will be exiled to the northern border."

Following his order, the imperial guards immediately took action.

They were well-trained and acted quickly and in an orderly manner. They escorted all the people in Chen Wangfu to the prison.

Other people in the palace, whether maids, eunuchs, guards or servants,

They were all panicked and at a loss.

They usually treated Prince Chen and Princess Chen with great respect.

At this moment, he could only watch them being taken away, his heart filled with helplessness and despair.

In the prison, Prince Chen and Princess Chen were imprisoned in different cells.

Although they were in prison, they still maintained the dignity and demeanor of the royal family, without any panic or loss of composure.

Lin Qingya knew that she had to be patient at the moment, because everything she had in the space would be their support when they were exiled to the frontier in the future.

At this time, Yan Xiaoyan quietly left Kyoto with her maid, several guards, and several silent secret guards. Before leaving, she carefully left a letter for her parents, expressing her deep longing for her family and her expectations for the future.

She may have a complicated mood, with a firmness and a hint of hesitation in her eyes. She was wearing a simple dress, and her steps were firm but a little heavy, as if she was carrying the weight of the whole world. The maids followed closely behind her, their faces full of loyalty and worry.

The guards were dressed in brocade clothes, looking mighty and solemn. They held long swords in their hands and looked around vigilantly to ensure Yan Xiaoyan's safety.

The secret guards disappeared into the crowd like ghosts, silently guarding her.

Yan Xiaoyan's mood was quite complicated at the moment. She had never left Kyoto before. In fact, she was still quite hesitant.

The Third Prince's carriage was on the road to exile, but his heart was filled with longing for Lin Qingya. He stared into the distance, as if he could see her figure through the mountains and rivers.

It will take three months to reach the destination. This will be a rare time for him and Lin Qingya. When he thought of this, he felt extremely excited.

He was looking forward to having further contact with her. Even if they couldn't become lovers, he would be happy to be her confidant and share each other's joys and sorrows.

As the carriage moved forward, the third prince secretly made up his mind to cherish the time he spent with Lin Qingya and deepen their relationship.

He knew that the road ahead might be full of challenges, but with her by his side, everything would be fine.

Deep in the vast imperial palace, the afterglow of dusk filtered through the delicate window lattices, casting patches of light on the dragon table.

The emperor sat on the throne, his face as solemn as water, holding a cinnabar brush in his hand.

He was reviewing the pile of memorials word by word. His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

At this moment, the leader of the imperial guards suddenly knelt down on the ground, breaking the solemn silence.

"Your Majesty," he said in a deep and powerful voice.

Echoing in the empty hall, "Prince Chen's mansion has been confiscated, and Prince Chen has been thrown into prison."

The emperor frowned slightly, not surprised by this result.

But he could not hide his joy. "Prince Chen, this man whom I once regarded as a brother actually dared to betray me!"

He murmured softly, his voice revealing an indescribable pleasure.

The leader of the imperial guards continued to report: "However, the treasury of Prince Chen's Mansion is just like the national treasury, it is empty."

When the emperor heard this, a hint of astonishment flashed across his eyes, which then turned into deeper anger.

He couldn't sleep at night thinking about the theft in the treasury. He originally thought that raiding the Chen Palace would replenish the national treasury.

How could he not be angry when he heard that the storehouse of Prince Chen's Mansion was empty!

He had been planning for so long, but he only managed to put King Chen in jail.

"I didn't get a single penny." The emperor muttered to himself, his tone full of resentment and indignation.

He stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the distant skyline.

With mixed emotions in his heart, he said to the leader of the imperial guards, "Go down."

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the lights in the palace gradually lit up, illuminating this solemn and mysterious palace.

The emperor's figure seemed increasingly lonely and desolate in the candlelight.

He knew that this game of power was not over yet.

It was not as simple as he imagined. It would only be over when King Chen was completely destroyed.

The defeat of King Chen was just a small episode in this game.

The emperor took a deep breath, turned back to the dragon throne, and continued to review the piles of memorials.

He knew that he had to remain calm and decisive in order to win the game.

The confiscation of Prince Chen's mansion and the imprisonment of Prince Chen are just two of the countless secrets hidden deep within the imperial palace.

In this magnificent palace, the battle between power and desire takes place every day.

There are unknown secrets hidden in every corner.

The emperor knew that he had to accurately judge any issue in order to be invincible in this power war.

As night fell, the lights in the palace gradually went out, and only the bright candlelight was still on in the imperial study.

The emperor still sat upright on the throne, leaving firm marks on the memorials with the cinnabar pen in his hand.

He knew that King Chen was only exiled, which did not achieve his goal.

After finishing reviewing the last memorial, the emperor put down the cinnabar pen in his hand and gently rubbed his temple.

He knew that this game of power had just begun.