The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

The next day, Duke Yang claimed to be ill and bedridden, while Yang Chenhui and Yang Chende rushed to Nanhu County to take up their posts. The entire Duke Yang's mansion was now filled with a gloomy atmosphere like a thick fog.

At the same time, in the side hall of the third prince, Concubine Yin and Zhao Yucheng were cuddling on the bed. After making love, the two snuggled together contentedly.

"Your Highness, have you found any trace of the Crown Prince?" Concubine Yin asked in a gentle voice.

"No news yet. I don't know why, but Liu Yijian hasn't sent any information in a while!" Zhao Yucheng's face changed slightly, but he immediately said comfortingly, "Don't worry, Ling'er. Liu Yijian is now at the peak of the Grandmaster level, while the prince is only at the peak of the Martial Master level. Besides, he has always been calm and reliable. The lack of news must mean that there has been no progress."

"Now that the prince has sent him away, Ling'er is naturally relieved!" Yin Guifei continued, "However, regarding Duke Yang, the emperor suddenly dispatched his two brothers to Nanhu County. I wonder what the deeper meaning behind this is! Even the eldest princess has been released from house arrest, and although the emperor has banished the queen to the cold palace, he has not yet deposed her."

"What a nice smell!" Zhao Yucheng sniffed Concubine Yin's hair, his face full of enjoyment. He then said, "I already understand this matter. Ling'er, there's no need to worry. Duke Yang is indeed sick from anger, and I've had someone check and confirm the contents of the imperial edict. I guess my brother is still angry about the crown prince's private carving of the imperial seal. After all, if the crown prince dared to do so, my brother would definitely suspect his two uncles of involvement!"

Zhao Yucheng then flashed a wicked smile. "As long as I can prove that the Crown Prince secretly carved the imperial seal, the Yang family will never have a chance to rise again. A mere merchant official is no longer a threat. If Ling'er is worried, I'll send someone to monitor them. Although she's the Empress, she's in the cold palace. Isn't the entire palace at your mercy? Ling'er will be the Empress Dowager in the future, so don't worry so much."

Concubine Yin was still worried: "What about the eldest princess?"

"The matter of the princess is even simpler. She is my royal brother's biological daughter. It's impossible to lock her up for the rest of her life. She's just a little girl!" Zhao Yucheng saw that Concubine Yin was still worried, and said, "If Ling'er is really worried, then I will immediately ask Minister Gou to arrange people to go to Nanhu County. Nanhu County is his hometown and it will be more convenient to act. In addition, I will send Zhao Yidao to assist. Zhao Yidao's current cultivation level is at the peak of the Grandmaster, and he may break through the first level of the Spirit Realm at any time. Now, can Ling'er be relieved?" After speaking, Zhao Yucheng hugged her again with a greedy look on his face.

"Your Highness..." Concubine Yin laughed softly, her voice as gentle as a nightingale's chirping, with a hint of flattery. "Your Highness, what arrangements have been made for my cousin Gou Chunmei?"

Zhao Yucheng slightly released Concubine Yin from his arms, a look of contemplation on his face, and then he said lightly: "Marry her to the Second Prince."

"The Second Prince? That cripple?" Lady Yin quickly shook her head and said, "No, Your Highness! My cousin is very proud. How could she possibly agree to marry a cripple?"

Zhao Yucheng's face turned cold, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. Then he smiled gently at Concubine Yin and said, "In my mind, the matter between you and Li'er is the most important matter. As for everyone else, they must obey my arrangements. If she dares to disobey, I will never let her off easily. She can only be a eyesore for you and Li'er!"

Meanwhile, on a hilltop near the capital, a man in his thirties was holding a bow and arrow, intently aiming at his prey. Suddenly, a carrier pigeon flew overhead, and almost subconsciously, he raised his bow and arrow, aiming with uncanny precision.

The arrow flew out like lightning and shot down the carrier pigeon in an instant. The speed of this sword technique was simply amazing.

With a whoosh sound, the carrier pigeon fell from mid-air.

The man's face showed surprise. He ran over, bent down and picked up the pigeon. His eyes sparkled with excitement, and he couldn't help muttering, "Mom, today we can finally have a good meal!"

However, the moment he picked up the pigeon, his eyes suddenly fell on the bamboo tube tied to its leg. His expression suddenly changed, becoming extremely serious. He stared at the bamboo tube, his brow furrowed. The word "Zhao" was clearly engraved on it. He knew that this bamboo tube was used exclusively by the royal family, usually to transmit urgent information or orders.

If he had shot the royal carrier pigeon and anyone knew about it, it would be a capital crime. Furthermore, if he delayed the court's important affairs, he could become a sinner for eternity. The man didn't dare to delay even a moment. He quickly opened the bamboo tube and carefully removed the cloth strip. As he unfolded the strip and carefully read the words on it, his expression froze in shock.

The message on the banner shocked him, but soon, tears of excitement streamed down his cheeks. He couldn't help but burst into laughter, his voice filled with joy and emotion: "I finally have news for you. Wait, I'll come to you soon."

Wang Xinyao and Zhao Haoxuan were unaware of what was happening in the capital.

Zhao Haoxuan and Chen Jingyuan are still busy practicing every day.

General Xiong was tirelessly busy training the guards.

Wang Xinyao, on the other hand, shuttled daily between the mountains, Qingnian Building, Sheng'an Hall, the mushroom base, and the paper mill, even busying herself with developing beauty formulas. The only regret was that her Soul Gathering Pill had still not been successful. Fortunately, however, her cultivation had not fallen behind, and she had now reached the peak of Grandmaster status.

Zhao Haoxuan reached the Ninth Rank Grandmaster, Chen Jingyuan the Sixth Rank Grandmaster, and even General Xiong, aided by the spiritual spring water, reached the Second Rank Grandmaster. Hu Wei and Xie Dahua also reached the First Rank of Martial Master. The entire Xiejia Village security team experienced a qualitative improvement, and Wu Mingjun's dementia was recovering rapidly with the help of Wang Xinyao's silver needles and thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.

The Lunar New Year is just two weeks away, and the salt factory will likely reopen in the next few days. Today, Wang Xinyao planned to visit Zhao Yue'er and his son. He hadn't seen them for a while, and he really missed them. Then he'd go to Qingnianlou to collect the payment for the goods and stop by Sheng'an Hall to sell the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in his space. There was no other way; he had to maintain a guard team, and the paper mill hadn't made any money yet, so the daily expenses were really high.

Just as Wang Xinyao was about to leave, Xie Dagang came running over with a backpack on his back. He shouted excitedly, "Xinyao, Xinyao, I did it, I did it... I finally did it, we can start mass production!"