Reborn, I am doing involution on Jinshan

Dongfang Hao told the emperor and empress in detail the progress of the current investigation, including the situation of Liu Shuiling, Jia Zhen and others, as well as the suspicion involving Concubine Shu.

After hearing this, Tiemu Ziyun frowned and said, "If it's true as you say, Dongfang Ran and Concubine Shu dared to act so boldly. It's truly unforgivable. But this matter is of great importance. You must not act hastily. You must find solid evidence before you can convict them."

Dongfang Hao said, "Don't worry, mother. I understand. I and my advisors are currently trying to gather more evidence, while also being wary of Concubine Shu's next move."

Dongfang Biqin said with some concern: "Brother Hao, you must be careful. Concubine Shu is not a pushover. They might do something bad to you. She has two sons and they have always been jealous of us taking the advantage of the first position."

"As long as you rank first and have an air of nobility, you will naturally be hated by your blood relatives." Ji Guanhua shrugged and made a helpless expression. The three of them can be said to have the same fate.

The couple exchanged a tacit glance, their understanding clear. Dongfang Hao was delighted that the female king of hell had finally met a brother-in-law whose eyes were fixed on her. As the saying goes, enemies often meet. Many people were not optimistic about their future, believing one was too boisterous and the other too quiet.

The emperor said with resentment, "That Ji boy got it for free. Qin'er should be able to find a better man."

The Empress was quite optimistic: "It's a good match. Their personalities complement each other. Even Bizhu's boudoir has anti-skid valves to prevent her from moving too quickly. Ji Guanhua is her mobile anti-skid valve. Safe and sound health is the greatest blessing."

Pulling his thoughts back, Dongfang Hao smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, sister. I have the help of counselors and the protection of guards, so I'll be fine. As for you, just rest assured and take care of your baby. When my nephew is born, I will love him well."

Tiemu Ziyun lowered his voice and said, "The Queen Mother was just frightened. The death of an insignificant person is probably the result of someone being sent to the cold palace. It's more likely that the mother will be killed and the son will be spared. Hao'er, don't be impatient or fall for someone else's trick. Just endure it slowly until I abdicate."

This mother-in-law is a real person, much better than those cruel and vicious smiling tigers.

Ji Guanhua nodded in agreement: "Mother, this should be the general ending."

"I heard that Princess Ruiyue was poisoned. Is it serious? Is it another bad thing done by Concubine Shu's people?" Dongfang Biqin also lowered her voice.

Dongfang Hao shook his head: "I don't know, I'm still investigating."

There was a brief silence before Tiemu Ziyun spoke first, "This group of people are truly ambitious and capable of anything. Hao'er, spend more time with Xiao Ruiyue in the future, and don't let anyone snatch my daughter-in-law away from you."

The candlelight reflected, obscuring Dongfang Hao's red face. "Yes, Xiaoyue'er has been detoxified. It's not appropriate to make it public for the time being."

The three of them were overjoyed and nodded, indicating that they understood it.

Everyone chatted about family matters for a while. Tiemu Ziyun looked at the sky. It was getting dark and curfew was approaching, so he said, "It's getting late. We should return to the palace. Hao'er, be careful. If anything happens, send someone to the palace to inform us immediately."

Ji Guanhua suggested: "How about we stay overnight and stop making trouble for Qin'er."

Dongfang Hao was about to ask her to stay, but his mother said tactfully, "The night is long and dreams are many. It is better for us to return to the palace and be safe."

They were in disguise when they left the palace this time. If they stayed, wouldn't everything be exposed tomorrow morning?

"Mother, do you know what position Shufei's father holds now?"

Seeing the bewildered emperor and empress, Ji Guanhua quickly answered, "It's still the censor."

After getting the answer, Dongfang Hao stood up and said, "Mother, sister, brother-in-law, take care. I will see you off." Surrounded by attendants, everyone left the Prince's Mansion.

Dongfang Hao watched them leave and secretly vowed in his heart that he must uncover the truth of the Queen Mother's assassination as soon as possible and protect the peace of the royal family...

Several subordinates and close friends entered from the library. The colorful bird was placed in a cardboard box, resting on its stomach, its eyes tightly closed. Fan Dengke held the box, and Dongfang Hao took it and passed it to the attendant, Xiao Gezi.

He whispered, "Go ahead and put it in my dorm. When the weather gets colder, get some shredded paper or rags to pad it."

"Okay, I'll do it right away." Xiao Gezi took the order and left.

Dongfang Hao repeated the emperor and empress's predictions, and felt that simply banishing them to the cold palace was too easy for Concubine Shu and her gang.

Dongfang Hao shrugged and smiled bitterly: "The country belongs to them. As a son, I can only cooperate. My father doesn't like fratricide. He likes harmony."

"Pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth. There is still a long way to go. Let's see what happens next." Ren Duolong was indignant.

Pang Zhengxiang: "I didn't expect the Emperor, Empress, and the Princess to come here. Your Highness, we can't interfere with how things are handled, but we must do it beautifully."

Dongfang Hao said with a serious expression, "Yes, that's right, Commander Du. You mentioned using letters to interfere. This method can be implemented. I remember that the Yinghong Society has many types of calligraphy. You can write the content and have her write it down, trying to imitate others' handwriting as much as possible."

"After this is done, find a few guards to investigate the true identities of the dancers, Lu Guxin and her sister."

Then he turned to the two counselors and said, "Secretary Fan, and the palace maid Yin Taodi, go with the guard Su Zhan and find out the household register and address. Find out who else is in her family? If they are important, how much land they have?"

Fan Dengke asked, "Your Highness, what is the purpose of investigating the land and property of the palace maid Yin Taodi?"

Dongfang Hao smiled slightly and explained, "The Concubine's group is acting strangely these days, and this palace maid Yin Taodi might be involved with them. If there's any unusual change in her family's land, whether it's suddenly increased or decreased, we might be able to find clues. Today, Yin Taodi accused Concubine Shu's father of encroaching on her family's land. When he tried to force the purchase, he beat her father to death. Her mother also died of illness because of this incident."

Fan Dengke suddenly understood and nodded in agreement: "Your Highness, wise, I will go tomorrow."

Holding a small copybook, Dongfang Hao stopped at a page and said, "I found it. Concubine Shu's father is the Imperial Censor Dong Yongkui, and her mother is Lü Chanjuan."

Everyone gathered around and saw some scribbles on it recording something, probably a notebook.

"What about me? What should I do?" Ren Duolong was anxious.

Dongfang Hao chuckled: "Just follow me."

"Yeah." I realized belatedly that I was the one who went out to work last time.

Seeing that no one had any objection, Dongfang Hao gave the instructions and wrote a letter of recommendation. There was an indescribable weariness in his eyes.

His voice was calm, "Good brother, you've all worked hard. Let's end the meeting here today."

"Then you should go to bed early too." Everyone said goodbye.

At this time, in another part of the palace, Concubine Shu was shocked and frightened when she learned that the kidnapping attempt had failed. She knew that she had little time left and could not sleep or eat.

As soon as the sun rose, she sent a trusted confidant out of the palace to deliver the message. A vicious plot was lingering in her mind, taking root and sprouting.