After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

If she lets him off easily, the dignity of the royal family will be damaged, and she must find a solution for the emperor that can both maintain his authority and allow him to step down with dignity.

Finally, the emperor's expression softened slightly, and he seemed to have made a decision: "Forget it, Rongrong, you have always been chivalrous and kind-hearted. When you encounter injustice, you will stand up resolutely. This matter ends here, and don't mention it again in the future."

"I have already issued an order to punish only Xie Mincai and the other two, and Lord Xiao Wen has not been implicated. If anyone arbitrarily uses my name to make a decision, he will be severely punished! Dismiss!"

Following the emperor's order, everyone saluted respectfully. However, the tense atmosphere in the hall did not dissipate. Instead, it was like a suppressed undercurrent that could erupt at any time.

Cui Rongrong knew that it was not appropriate to stay here for long. After exchanging a tacit look with her father Cui Min, they both bowed and asked to leave with the most appropriate etiquette.

"Your servants and my daughter will withdraw first."

Song Yanyi wanted to say something but stopped himself, only to see Cui Rong following closely behind her father Cui Min.

She left in a hurry without hesitation, leaving him alone there, with a complex and indecipherable light in her eyes.

And at that moment, when Cui Rong, wearing a gorgeous robe, gently brushed past, the corner of her robe inadvertently brushed the breeze, her eyes were like a meteor across the sky, although it was only a flash, but it seemed to tell thousands of thoughts in silence, but all these subtle details were hidden in the hustle and bustle, and no one could capture this subtlety.

Song Yanyi's lips were drawn up with a barely perceptible smile. At this moment, Song Yanchen whispered in his ear with a hint of amusement, "Your Highness's move was truly exquisite and amazing."

The meaning is profound enough to make people savor it for a long time.

He gathered his thoughts slightly, a trace of seriousness flashed across his brows, "I need to think carefully about what Sixth Brother said."

Song Yanchen smiled warmly and waved his hand nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. It's just a trivial episode."

After saying this, he seemed to remember something, and his smile was a little apologetic, "I still have some official duties to attend to, so I can't continue chatting with Your Highness."

Before they could exchange too much politeness, Song Yanchen turned around and left with Wen Yinyang, their steps firm and swift.

Wen Yinyang turned around, with complex emotions in his eyes, which eventually turned into a complex look that swept across Song Yanyi, and then he closely followed Song Yanchen's steps and disappeared around the corner.

Looking at the two people's departing backs, a gloom appeared on Song Yanyi's face, and that cold look was enough to make people feel cold in their hearts.

In the carriage, Cui Min finally relaxed and caressed the faint red mark on Cui Rongrong's forehead with a look of heartache, his eyes full of guilt, "It's my fault that you have been wronged."

Cui Rongrong just smiled and said, "It's not my father's fault. There are always people who deliberately want to put me in an unjust position. Any small thing can become a weapon in their hands."

As she spoke, her eyes gradually became serious. "However, father, I have some thoughts about our family's current position. What do you think?"

This question obviously touched the heavy heart, and Cui Rongrong's expression became solemn.

Cui Min sighed softly, his brows filled with indecisive sorrow, "Father is also conflicted. I understand that you don't want to marry into the East Palace, but the engagement has not been resolved. No matter what choice I make, it will lead to criticism."

"In addition, the current situation is complex and changeable. I cannot make a decision lightly, lest one wrong move ruins the whole game."

Facing the dilemma on her father's face, Cui Rong couldn't help but chuckle, "Fortunately, father hasn't made a decision yet. If he really chose a side, I would have to rack my brains to figure out how to persuade you."

These words left Cui Min stunned. His brows were furrowed and his face was full of confusion.

It was not until he finished listening to her explanation that he suddenly realized, "The political situation is turbulent now. Father really cannot act rashly. We must find a balance between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Sixth Prince and respond flexibly. Only in this way can our Cui family be safe."

"Once we are caught in the vortex, no matter which side we stand on, it will be dangerous for our Cui family."

Cui Rongrong's profound insights made Cui Min silent for a long time before he slowly spoke, "I didn't expect Rong'er to be able to see so far. You have really matured a lot since you returned from the frontier. The burden of the family should not be borne by a girl like you."

Cui Rongrong shook her head gently. "Father's words made me feel alienated. We are a family, connected by blood, and we should face the ups and downs together."

"I wanted to tell you these things a long time ago, but Cui Song is here, so I can't say more, for fear of being misunderstood as gossiping in front of my father."

Cui Min frowned, looking somewhat helpless. "Why would you, Cui Song, think so? He has watched you grow up since you were a child, and he knows that everything you do is for the Cui family."

Cui Rongrong did not respond, but her heart was in turmoil.

In the previous life, if Song Yanyi had not interfered, the Cui family would not have been torn apart.

In this life, she vowed to turn the tide and protect this family.

The father and daughter, who had not talked to each other for a long time, talked about trivial matters at home and each other's concerns. Time flowed quietly until the night fell.

Suddenly, a hurried sound interrupted the warmth inside the carriage, and a report from outside the carriage broke the silence.

"General, someone has broken into the barracks!"

Cui Min's expression tensed, and his tone was dignified, "What happened?"

The accompanying guard replied hastily, "The man ignored all attempts to stop him and went straight to the military camp. He first had an argument with the sentry and then started fighting. The deputy general went to stop them but was unable to calm them down. We had no choice but to ask the general to come in person."

Hearing this, Cui Min lifted the curtain and saw a soldier with an unfamiliar face following the carriage.

He looked at the man carefully, and said in a steady and authoritative voice, "Which team of soldiers do you belong to?"

The man's thin face was covered in sweat, and his anxious expression almost overflowed from his eyes. His voice was slightly trembling, as if every word was squeezed out from between clenched teeth: "The little one is from the 'Wind' team."

His anxious eyes were fixed on Cui Min's calm figure, and he continued in an almost pleading tone: "General, the situation is really urgent. The troublemaker is not only agile, but also seems to be proficient in some unorthodox methods. Several brave soldiers have been accidentally injured."

Cui Min's gaze lingered on the man for a moment longer. Those were a pair of eyes that had seen through all the vicissitudes of life and were able to see through the smallest details, seeming to be able to penetrate the surface and reach the heart of the heart.

However, he did not say anything more, but just nodded slightly, turned around, and gave a brief and powerful order to the driver: "Go to the military camp quickly!"

As he spoke, he had already lifted the curtain of the carriage and prepared to get on.