They are all concubines, so of course they choose the future emperor.

Jiang Wanyue's father had a total of five brothers and sisters, two brothers and three sisters, but only three are still alive today.

Jiang Wanyue's younger aunt died in infancy, and her second aunt died of childbirth complications shortly after getting married. The only remaining eldest aunt married her father's student and had been exiled. When the Jiang family got into trouble this time, the eldest uncle was not spared. Fortunately, because he was far away from the center of the court, he was only demoted, and his property was not confiscated and he was exiled.

Jiang Wanyue's father, Jiang Guang, was the youngest, with a big age gap with his older brothers and sisters, but he was the most promising one in the family. At the age of 35, he was already a fourth-rank director of the Imperial College, only half a level lower than his eldest brother, Jiang Sheng, who was a fourth-rank governor.

But Jiang Sheng is almost fifty years old.

This letter from Jiang Guang was written to Prince Jing.

In the letter, he first apologized to Prince Jing on behalf of his father and explained the situation of the Jiang family in recent days. Then he changed the subject and said that his father was nearly 70 years old and was old and confused, which was why he opposed Prince Jing everywhere. He, Jiang Guang, saw clearly that Prince Jing was the real dragon. Finally, he said a few flattering words, such as being willing to serve Prince Jing and willing to serve him like a dog or a horse.

Jiang Wanyue was stunned after reading it.

Is this her father?

If the handwriting wasn't exactly the same as her father's, she would have suspected that it was someone impersonating him.

How could her father be so... flattering?

Prince Jing looked at the changes in Jiang Wanyue's expression and was in a very good mood. He drank two sips of tea before speaking slowly.

"Your father is a man of great ability. It's a pity that the Jiang family is not headed by your father, otherwise he might not have to go through this ordeal."

Jiang Wanyue pursed her lips, folded the letter, stuffed it back into the envelope, and put it back on the desk.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for informing me of my father's news."

She did not judge her grandfather and father.

Prince Jing gulped down his tea and put the teacup aside.

"I called you here just to ask you to seal the letter."

Jiang Wanyue looked at him in surprise: "What does Your Majesty want me to write?"

Prince Jing stood up, walked around the desk, pulled Jiang Wanyue to sit on the other side, spread out the letter paper, and put a pen in her hand.

"Write to your grandfather, um, tell him that I have seen through his tricks. Don't think that I will show him mercy just because you expel Jiang Guang from the family."

Jiang Wanyue's heart trembled, she bit her lip, and started writing.

Prince Jing continued.

"I am narrow-minded and I hold grudges. Old Jiang has impeached me more than a dozen times, and I remember them all! If you want me to let the Jiang family go, you, old Jiang, should stay alive and kowtow to me to apologize."

When Jiang Wanyue wrote the last sentence, her hands couldn't help shaking.

A drop of ink fell from the tip of the pen, spread across the letter paper, and turned into an ink stain.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, I soiled the paper."

Prince Jing didn't care and drew another one for her.

Jiang Wanyue copied it again, handed it to Prince Jing for him to look at, then folded it and stuffed it into a blank envelope.

She also wrote her grandfather's name on the envelope.

Then King Jing shouted outside, called a guard in, and asked him to deliver the letter.

After the guards left, Jiang Wanyue thought about it and couldn't help but ask.

"Your Highness, do you think that my grandfather drove my father out of the family on purpose?"

"Of course, otherwise why would your father write such a letter?" Prince Jing laughed, "I wrote to General Fan at the border earlier, asking him to look after the Jiang family. General Fan is a big mouth, and within two days, everyone knew about your presence in my palace."

When he said this, Jiang Wanyue already understood.

My grandfather knew that I was in Prince Jing's mansion, so he thought that there was still hope for the Jiang family. However, he was worried that he would offend Prince Jing too much, which would make Prince Jing angry with other members of the Jiang family. So he drove my father out of the house and asked him to come and seek refuge with them.

With this relationship, no one will object to my father's joining Prince Jing.

It’s just grandfather. Prince Jing saw through it at a glance.

Jiang Wanyue had a complicated expression.

So, did grandfather also see that the King of Qi could not handle such a heavy responsibility?

Did my grandfather also try to find another master in his previous life? Wanted to find another way out for the Jiang family? But the King of Qi found out... The King of Qi could not tolerate people who "betrayed their master", so he ordered the entire Jiang family to be killed?

Do not!

If that were the case, there would be no need for the King of Qi to burn all the members of the Jiang family to death.

He could have used other methods, or something more subtle, or something that would be more intimidating to others.

This method of exterminating an entire family seems more like silencing someone in order to conceal something.

Jiang Wanyue's heart skipped a beat and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Could it be that my grandfather has some leverage over the King of Qi?

She subconsciously grabbed Prince Jing's sleeve.

Prince Jing looked down at her.

"what happened?"

Jiang Wanyue calmed herself down and let go of her hand.

"Nothing, I just feel bad when I think of my grandfather suffering at the border at his old age. I don't know if he can live to see the day when you, Your Highness, defeat the King of Qi and ascend the throne."

This was the first time that Jiang Wanyue expressed so bluntly that she hoped Prince Jing could ascend the throne.

Prince Jing narrowed his eyes.

"Do you think so highly of me?"

Jiang Wanyue blinked and held Prince Jing's face seriously.

"That's for sure. Your Highness will definitely defeat the King of Qi and ascend to the throne. Your wish will come true. I have no doubt about it."

Her tone when she said this was extremely firm.

Prince Jing naturally didn't know that Jiang Wanyue was so determined because of her experiences in her past life. He just felt that Jiang Wanyue's trust in him made him feel particularly comforted.

There was also a hint of uncontrollable complacency.

Prince Jing raised the corner of his mouth and reached out to pinch Jiang Wanyue's cheek.

"Since you trust me so much, I will take you out of the palace to play in a few days."

Jiang Wanyue moved her face closer to Prince Jing's palm and rubbed it gently.

"I will obey your Majesty."

Prince Jing's eyes darkened, and he moved his hand from her cheek to the back of her neck.

"Oh? Are you really going to listen to me in everything?"

Jiang Wanyue nodded.

Feeling Prince Jing's hand pressing down, she didn't know what she was thinking of. She turned around and knelt down, with her little face close to Prince Jing's legs...

I don't know when the door was closed.

Rong An stood at the door with a stern face, like a door god, blocking the prying eyes from outside.

Even those who came to inquire about lunch were waved away by him.

The manager of the kitchen hadn't received any confirmation, so he asked the chefs to keep the dishes warm for the time being with a worried look on his face.

I thought Prince Jing would serve the meal soon.

But unexpectedly, the wait lasted more than half an hour.

After finally getting the news that the master was going to have lunch, everyone in the kitchen immediately got busy.

Several fresh vegetables had been reheated and were no longer edible, so the chef and his assistants prepared a table of delicious dishes as quickly as possible and ordered them to be delivered.

The room was warm and cozy.

After Prince Jing sat down, he watched the servants carrying in meals one after another. He glanced at Jiang Wanyue from time to time with curiosity in his eyes.

As the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, where did she learn all these tricks?