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After the Imperial Concubine returned to her palace, she was still in high spirits. She sat on the gorgeous couch, recalling the scene of humiliating Queen Wang in the cold palace, and couldn't help but smile with pride. Seeing this, the trusted maid beside her hurriedly came forward and flattered her: "Your Majesty, you really let out a sigh of relief today. Wang is now in the cold palace and can no longer cause any trouble. From now on, the palace will be yours."

The Imperial Concubine snorted softly and said, "Of course, she is in this situation because of her own incompetence. Humph, after Ye'er ascends the throne, I will be the Queen Mother. The Supreme Queen Mother."

But she didn't know that she couldn't completely control the changes in the palace. Just as she was immersed in her beautiful dream, some undercurrents were quietly surging...

Lu Ming from the Imperial Study reported to Emperor Kang Ren all of Prince Rui's movements in the past few days.

As Emperor Kang Ren listened to Lu Ming's report, his face became increasingly gloomy, his brows furrowed, and anger flashed in his eyes.

"What a rebellious son, how dare he be so presumptuous!" Emperor Kang Ren angrily slammed the table, "He wanted to change the world on New Year's Eve, I want him dead on New Year's Eve. Humph! He even dared to covet the throne."

Lu Ming lowered his head quickly and said carefully: "Your Majesty, please calm down and take care of your health."

Emperor Kang Ren took a deep breath and tried to calm down. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Lu Ming, secretly convey my order to strengthen the guards in the palace and closely monitor Prince Rui's every move. Don't let him notice."

Lu Ming responded, "As you wish, Your Majesty."

After Lu Ming left, Emperor Kang Ren said to Fuquan, "Fuquan, pass on my decree. This year on New Year's Eve, all officials above the fourth rank must enter the palace to attend the palace banquet."

Fuquan was slightly startled. In the past, only officials of the third rank were eligible to attend the palace banquet. This time... Fuquan immediately understood the emperor's intention. The emperor was planning to use this palace banquet to conduct a major reckoning of the followers of King Rui. He quickly responded, "I understand. I will arrange it right away."

Emperor Kang Ren leaned back in his chair tiredly, rubbing his brows, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. He thought of how hard he had worked for the country for many years, but now he had to face the betrayal of his own son, and he couldn't help feeling chilled.

Meanwhile, in Prince Rui's palace, Prince Rui was still busy preparing for the New Year's Eve operation, completely unaware that his plan had already been discovered by Emperor Kang Ren.

A few days later, Yuxi hurried back to the mansion with the knitted sweater. Before she even entered the house, she shouted loudly: "Princess, good news, the embroiderer at Jinxiufang has really finished knitting the sweater!"

When Yuan Ying and Wan Qiu heard this, they were immediately surprised and hurried over to greet him.

Yuan Ying took the sweater and examined it carefully. She saw that the stitches were fine and the pattern was beautiful. She couldn't help but exclaimed: "This embroiderer's craftsmanship is really skillful!"

Wanqiu also echoed: "That's good, our idea can come true. Mammy, I want to learn from the embroiderer."

Just when everyone was happy, Murong Xuanyi walked in from the study. Seeing the smiles on everyone's faces, he asked curiously, "Why are you so happy?"

Yuan Ying handed the sweater to Murong Xuanyi with a smile and said, "Murong Xuanyi, look, this is the sweater we designed. You won't be afraid of the cold in winter anymore."

Murong Xuanyi took the sweater, his eyes full of appreciation: "Yes, this is a novel and good thing."

Yuxi winked at Wanqiu, and they both left the room.

Yuan Ying showed the sweater he knitted to Murong Xuanyi and said, "Murong Xuanyi, I knitted a sweater for you too."

Murong Xuanyi looked at the half-finished product in her hand, which was as leaky as a sieve, and raised the corners of his mouth. He looked at Yuan Ying gently and said, "Then I will look forward to the sweater that Madam will knit for me."

Yuan Ying smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "It's just that my cooking skills are really not good, you are not allowed to despise it."

Murong Xuanyi held Yuan Ying's hand and said, "The one that Madam knitted herself is the best for me."

After hearing Murong Xuanyi's words, Yuan Ying was deeply moved and said, "With your words, I will try my best to finish knitting this sweater even if I don't knit well."

Murong Xuanyi smiled and pulled Yuan Ying to sit on his lap, kissing her lips and saying, "Don't worry, Madam, just take your time knitting. I don't lack these warm clothes, I just hope to wear them as soon as possible because of Madam's kindness."

Yuan Ying pushed Murong Xuanyi and said, "Stop making trouble. It will be embarrassing if others see us."

Murong Xuanyi ignored him. He hugged Yuan Ying tightly, bit Yuan Ying's earlobe and said, "There is no one else here except the two of us. Besides, what's wrong with me kissing my own wife?"

Yuan Ying cursed him in her heart. This man was really two different people before and after marriage. Where was her Murong Xuanyi who would blush if she flirted with him a few times?

After Murong Xuanyi made a fuss for a while, he finally spoke slowly with a serious tone: "Yan'er, according to my guess, there may be some action over there on New Year's Eve. At that time, you should ask for leave and don't attend the palace banquet." Murong Xuanyi really didn't want her to witness that cruel and bloody scene.

Yuan Ying was slightly startled, his expression turned serious, and he asked, "But what about King Rui?"

Murong Xuanyi nodded and said, "Well, he has lost contact with the southwest, and he is desperate. Father has not taken any action yet, but he actually wants to eliminate his influence in the court."

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying and continued, "The situation is complicated. I don't want you to be in danger. Not even a little bit."

Yuan Ying held Murong Xuanyi's hand and said firmly: "No, Murong Xuanyi, no matter what kind of storms there are in the future, I will face them with you."

Murong Xuanyi's eyes flashed with a trace of heartache, but more of admiration, "Okay, but you must promise me to protect yourself."

Yuan Ying nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry, saving my life is my top priority at all times."

Murong Xuanyi gently stroked Yuan Ying's cheek and said softly, "That's great."

Looking at Yuan Ying under the candlelight, Murong Xuanyi couldn't help himself. He looked at Yuan Ying and said, "Madam, it's getting late. Let's go to bed early."

Yuan Ying rolled his eyes and looked at the sky. It gets dark early in winter, and it is estimated to be around six o'clock in the evening. He said, "What time is it now? You're thinking about resting?"

Murong Xuanyi raised the corner of his mouth, smiled evilly and leaned close to Yuan Ying's ear: "Madam, don't you understand your husband's thoughts?"

Yuan Ying pretended not to understand and said, "What is your husband thinking?"

Murong Xuanyi took Yuan Ying into his arms and said softly, "Madam, don't blame me for being anxious. I have been busy with work these days and haven't had a good time."

Yuan Ying lightly hit Murong Xuanyi's chest and said coquettishly, "You are so frivolous."

Murong Xuanyi laughed loudly, holding Yuan Ying and walked towards the bed in the inner room: "Then Madam, let's rest now."

However, at this moment, there was an urgent knock on the door.

Murong Xuanyi frowned and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Fang Yang's voice rang out from outside the door: "Your Majesty, there is urgent news from the palace. Please take a quick look."

Murong Xuanyi reluctantly let go of Yuan Ying and said, "It looks like this rest will have to be postponed again."

Yuan Ying straightened his clothes and said, "Go and have a look."

Murong Xuanyi opened the door, took the letter handed to him by Fang Yang, and his expression instantly became solemn.

Seeing this, Yuan Ying's heart tightened and he asked, "What happened?"

Murong Xuanyi said in a deep voice: "Prince Rui seems to have made new moves. I need to go to the palace immediately."

Yuan Ying said calmly: "Then you must be careful."