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

Song Yanyi's face was calm, and he responded calmly: "My father punished me to reflect on my mistakes behind closed doors before. I always felt that someone was behind this, otherwise how could there be so many coincidences? If I hadn't been smart, I would probably have been exiled to the imperial mausoleum again and would never be able to visit the capital again."

"Is this related to the girl from the Cui family?" the queen asked.

Song Yanyi did not respond directly, but his brows revealed a hint of depth. He slowly said, "On this chessboard in the capital, every piece may become a stumbling block that restricts me. I have to take the initiative and list those potential threats one by one, unravel them, and find out the truth."

"If I don't remove this thorn hidden in the dark as soon as possible, it may grow into a sharp blade that pierces my heart at some point in the future, making me defenseless." His tone was resolute.

The queen nodded slightly, with a hint of worry in her eyes: "After you returned to the capital, troubles followed one after another. You were placed under house arrest by the emperor twice, and the Sixth Prince put pressure on you on various occasions. It is terrifying to think about it carefully. It is indeed unusual."

"Why has the Sixth Prince suddenly become so favored by the Emperor? If you really have this ability, you should have taken action when you were guarding the Imperial Mausoleum. Why did you wait until today?"

Song Yanyi's eyes were slightly cold, as if he could see through people's hearts: "I will never sit idly by and watch any attempt to shake my position. But mother, you are here at this time, you must have something important to discuss, right?"

The Queen's expression froze, and her tone became more urgent: "Now, you and the Sixth Prince have lost the Emperor's complete trust. You must regain the Emperor's favor before he does. The Queen Mother's birthday will be soon. This is a great opportunity."

"Although there is some rift between the Emperor and the Queen Mother, the superficial filial piety and etiquette cannot be abandoned. You need to plan carefully and grasp the right measure, so that the Emperor will not notice that you are too close to the Queen Mother, but you must not lose the proper etiquette of the royal family."

Song Yanyi smiled faintly, confidently: "Don't worry, mother, I have a plan in mind."

After a deep conversation, the queen stood up and slowly left with expectations and reluctance for her son.

The smile on Song Yanyi's face gradually faded, and he turned to Feng Yang beside him and said, "If Miss Cui shows any signs of going out, report to me immediately."

"Yes, Your Highness." Feng Yang answered in a low but firm voice, then stepped back.

The next morning, Feng Yang brought news that Cui Rong had gone out to buy medicinal herbs.

Upon hearing this, Song Yanyi immediately ordered his servants to prepare the carriage and prepared to go there in person.

At the same time, Cui Rong was strolling in the bustling street with a medicine bag in her hand. Her eyes seemed to be scanning the surroundings casually, but in fact she was looking for a certain figure.

A light breeze blew across her face, and Xifeng gently reminded her, "The wind is quite strong today, Miss, you should not stay for long, or you will catch a cold."

Cui Rong just smiled and said lightly: "I'm wearing thick clothes, so this little bit of cold is nothing."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yanyi's voice sounded from behind her, with a bit of surprise and concern: "Why is Miss Rongrong walking outside alone?"

He took a few steps closer, his eyes moving over Cui Rong, full of concern.

Cui Rongrong bowed and replied gently, "Hello, Your Highness. I just came out to buy some medicinal herbs. It's a small matter and I didn't want to alarm others."

"Is Miss Rong unwell? Have you called a doctor?" Song Yanyi's question was filled with genuine concern.

"No, it's because my little sister Yunhe is not feeling well. She has a weak constitution, so I came here in person."

Cui Rongrong explained with a smile, and then changed the subject, "I didn't expect to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince here by chance."

Before Song Yanyi responded, she suddenly turned her gaze to a place not far away, her expression slightly changed: "Your Highness the Crown Prince has an appointment with the Sixth Prince? Then I won't disturb Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Song Yanyi frowned slightly and looked in the direction she was looking. He saw Song Yanchen chatting and laughing with an imposing Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice. The two behaved intimately and walked into the teahouse together. It was obvious that they had a close relationship.

This scene made Song Yanyi feel incredibly shocked. The person next to him was so close to Song Yanchen!

His face suddenly darkened, but Cui Rongrong seemed not to notice and smiled gently, defusing the awkwardness: "It seems that I misunderstood. Your Highness the Crown Prince and the Sixth Prince just met here by chance."

"The man who just entered the teahouse with the Sixth Prince seemed to be the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice. They were chatting and laughing freely, and seemed to have a close relationship." She said softly.

Cui Rongrong calmly observed Song Yanyi's increasingly ugly expression, and then heard him say: "It is indeed a pleasant surprise to meet Miss Rongrong here, but I have important matters to deal with. I will talk to Miss Rongrong in detail another day when I have time."

Song Yanyi bowed slightly to her, then turned around, and his figure quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

Cui Rong retracted her gaze and said calmly, "Go back home."

Xi Feng blinked in confusion and asked in confusion, "In the past, when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince saw the young lady, he was always inseparable. Why did he leave on his own initiative today? It's really puzzling!"

"And His Royal Highness left in such a hurry, there must be something urgent."

Cui Rong smiled but said nothing, she had her own plan in mind.

She deliberately arranged for Song Yanyi to witness the meeting between Song Yanchen and the Minister of Justice in order to gradually eliminate Song Yanyi's suspicion of her.

As Song Yanyi's confidant, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice had impeached her father in front of the emperor and was one of the key figures who fanned the flames.

In his previous life, when Song Yanyi decided to eradicate the Cui family, it was this assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice who fabricated six charges of treason, causing the Cui family to bear the eternal infamy of treason even if they were destroyed.

She still remembers the "achievements" of the Assistant Minister of Justice. His arrogant and complacent look is engraved in her heart like a brand.

Cui Rong lowered her eyes to hide the turmoil in her heart.

With Song Yanyi's character, he would never tolerate a traitor staying around him.

She will gradually weaken Song Yanyi's confidants until he is isolated and helpless.

……

As the night deepened, Cui Rong walked quietly into Wen Yinyang's study under the moonlight.

Wen Yinyang looked up when he heard the voice, gave Cui Rongrong a gentle smile, motioned for her to sit down, and personally handed her a cup of hot tea.

"I have already properly handled the matter that Miss Cui entrusted to me."

"Thank you, Mr. Wen, for your help." Cui Rongrong smiled gently, her words full of gratitude.

This little thing cannot be compared with the help Miss Cui gave me. Wen Yinyang's voice was gentle and humble, and he said softly: Just today, the Sixth Prince and Lord Liu were having a seemingly ordinary conversation, but Lord Liu's face suddenly changed, and he left in a hurry without talking in detail, leaving the room full of doubts and uneasiness.

It is unknown whether this incident will affect Miss Cui's carefully laid out plan? There is a trace of worry in his eyes.

Cui Rongrong shook her head gently, her movements were elegant and resolute, as long as Master Wen follows my arrangements.