After rebirth, I married the emperor's uncle and overthrew my ex-husband's kingdom

Zhao Zhong lifted the curtain with his hand and stared straight ahead, "Faster, faster!"

The groom's whip cracked the horse's buttocks, and the sound of horse hooves beat like drums on the two men.

"Squeak--Gah--"

In the distance, the tall mahogany and vermilion lacquered gate appeared in sight.

Zhao Zhong's expression turned from joy to sadness, and he shouted hoarsely: "Wait!! Wait!! The Third Prince has important matters to attend to in the palace, wait and then close the door!!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, veins bulging on his neck, but the door still slowly closed in front of him.

When the carriage arrived in front of the palace gate, the two doors slammed shut, like a soul-breaking sword, severing their path to death.

Zhao Zhong's eyes were dead silent, he stood there in a daze.

Han Cheng straightened his hat and looked at him with concern, "Lord Zhao, what should we do now?"

How to do?

What else can I do?

The matter was reported by the prince, and the only way waiting for them was death! !

Zhao Zhong pushed him away, snatched the coachman's whip, drove the carriage away quickly, leaving Han Cheng and the coachman in disarray.

"What is this for?"

Hancheng was completely confused.

He was hastily pulled away from the table and was told to go to the palace and deliver the memorial to the emperor without saying what it was.

Zhao Zhong went to the Third Prince's residence with a pale face. The Third Prince guessed that the plan had failed by looking at his appearance.

"Your Highness..."

The third prince pursed his lips tightly and thought quickly with his eyes lowered.

"Your Highness."

Zhao Zhong shouted again.

The Third Prince raised his head to stop him, "No hurry, if this matter is really irreversible, we can only use the favor of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion."

Originally, he wanted to wait until the emperor's death was approaching, and then use the favor of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion to help him ascend the throne. Now that his life is at stake, he can only save his own life first!

The people from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion had been keeping an eye on Qingling Mountain, and every move of the Crown Prince and the Third Prince was under their eyes.

Bai Youyou smiled coldly: "The Third Prince has now shot himself in the foot!"

The old lady had another layer of white hair on her temples, and her originally plump cheeks had become sunken in the past few days.

"It's just right that I asked for it. I'll repay him for this favor, and we won't owe each other anything in the future."

Some of the evidence I had previously in my hands came in handy this time. I was not afraid of him asking for help, but I was afraid that he would not ask for help.

As the night deepened, an ordinary carriage stopped in front of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

A man got off the car. He was wearing a wide black cloak and had his hat brim pulled down. His face was covered in the hat, making it impossible to see his features clearly.

"Boom boom boom!"

He knocked three times with the copper ring. The doorman received the old lady's order and there was no shock in his eyes when he saw that it was the third prince.

"Third Prince, please!"

The third prince was a little surprised.

He followed the doorman to the main hall, where the old lady was sitting, as if she was waiting for him.

There were white banners hanging everywhere in the Zhenguo Mansion. Lu Qinan's coffin had been placed in the ancestral tomb, and his tablet was still on the table.

When the Third Prince saw the old lady, he lifted his hood.

"I hope you will forgive me for disturbing you so late at night."

"There is a funeral in the palace. Please speak if you have anything to say, Third Prince."

The old lady looked tired and raised her hand as a gesture for someone to sit down.

The Third Prince sat on the chair beside him and said bluntly: "I came here today to ask the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion to help save my life."

The old lady pretended to be surprised, "What happened?"

"It's about the iron ore."

The Crown Prince knew about the incident and there was no need to conceal it, so the Third Prince recounted the entire story with 70% truth and 30% falsehood.

Bai Youyou, who was standing by, listened to his nonsense, with a hint of sneer in her clear eyes.

If I didn't know the truth, I would have believed his lies.

The old lady looked at him and said, "Since Your Highness has been deceived by Prince Rong, then tell the truth to the Emperor. I believe the Emperor will definitely ask someone to find out the truth and will not wrongly accuse Your Highness."

The third prince choked: "......"

I wish it was Prince Rong who lied to him.

At the beginning, he was afraid that Prince Rong's people would leak the news, so he deliberately silenced those people. Now their bodies have not yet been burned.

The matter was handled too cleanly, and his people did mine some iron ore. The evidence was irrefutable, and there was no way to throw the blame back on Prince Daorong.

"It's all my fault for being greedy." The third prince looked regretful. "Now that the Crown Prince knows about this, I'm sure he has already told my father about it."

He stood up and bowed to the old lady, "Old lady, please help me this time!"

"Last time Youyou's life was in danger, and it was the Queen who sacrificed her precious treasure to save her. Now that the Third Prince has spoken, I naturally cannot just stand by and watch."

The meaning of the old lady's words was very clear. This help was to repay the favor of Angong Dihuang Pills last time.

The old lady agreed, and the Third Prince heaved a sigh of relief. He bowed solemnly and said, "Thank you, old lady!"

After the Third Prince left, Bai Youyou stood up and walked to the old lady, "Grandma, let me handle this matter."

Lu Chen fell ill after returning. He had a high fever for several days and was in a daze.

Sun was too sad to take charge of the household affairs. Now Lu was the one who was busy taking care of all the affairs in the mansion.

The old lady was also at the end of her strength and was holding on for dear life. Her two cousins-in-law had children to take care of, and she was the only one who could take charge of the house.

She sighed softly and nodded, "As for the details, just ask Lu San, he will help you."

The news that there was an iron mine in Qingling Mountain spread in the court. What was shocking was that the third prince knew about the iron mine and ordered people to mine it secretly.

The emperor was furious, "Go and bring that rebellious son, the Third Brother, over to me!!"

Prince Rong stood in the court, looking at the emperor's gloomy face, the smile on his lips couldn't be suppressed even by a sword.

It’s good that this hot potato has been thrown away, otherwise he would be the unlucky one today!

He didn't need to deal with those traces, the Third Prince handled them cleanly himself. Now you want to put the blame on him, huh!

The Third Prince was brought to the court by the Imperial Guards. He knelt on the ground with red eyes and asked the Emperor, "Father, I don't know what I did wrong. Please tell me!"

"Huh, don't you know what you have done wrong?"

The emperor threw the memorial presented by the prince to the ground and said, "How dare you, knowing that there is something hidden in Qingling Mountain, you still dare to mine it privately!"

"Is there an iron mine in Qingling Mountain?"

The third prince picked up the memorial on the ground, his face full of disbelief. After reading it, he cried out that he was wronged.

"Father, I don't know about this matter!!"

Qingling Mountain was not registered under his name, so nothing would be found if checked from here, but the main reason was that the things on Qingling Mountain had not been dealt with cleanly yet.

"With all the evidence and witnesses, you still dare to quibble!"

Zhao Qingming stood among the officials. His eyes fell on Prince Rong who was gloating over his misfortune, and he sneered in his heart.