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Listening to the two maids chatting with each other in the carriage, Jing Chunxi realized that they had eaten more delicious food in the past two days than he did.

Chuntao's eyes sparkled when she talked about the shrimp dumplings at the corner of the alley. She described the pink and tender shrimp wrapped in the thin skin, which was juicy when bitten; Tangshuang gestured excitedly to the sesame paste stall they found, saying that the thick black sesame paste was sprinkled with golden osmanthus flowers, which was sweet but not greasy, and had a long aftertaste.

They described every detail vividly, as if the delicious food was right before their eyes.

"I was worried you wouldn't know where to find food," Jing Chunxi said indignantly, especially since they were describing all the delicious food she hadn't tasted. She pouted, feeling both envious and annoyed, thinking that Xu Zize wasn't exactly well-versed in the area, and she hadn't been able to try all the delicious food.

"As soon as Sister Chuntao and I put our bags in the room, we came out and asked the gatekeeper. With her guidance, we went to look for delicious food in the alley. There were seven or eight of us in total."

As Frosting spoke, he smacked his lips happily, as if he was still savoring the delicious food on the street, and was even showing off his cleverness. He looked so proud that he was like a cat that had stolen some fish.

"Miss, look." Chun Tao couldn't bear to see that Tang Shuang was teasing the young lady, so she took out a multi-layered food box from under the coffee table and said, "The servants were worried that the young lady didn't eat well, so they bought extra last night. Tang Shuang got up early today and steamed it all until it was soft."

She carefully opened the food box, and was immediately filled with fragrance. The top layer was golden and shiny siomai, the middle layer was filled with crystal clear shrimp dumplings, and the bottom layer was soft and delicious water chestnut cakes and golden cakes. Each one was carefully lined with oil paper, and was now steaming.

Chuntao's praise made Tang Shuang show Jing Chunxi a smug expression. She straightened her back, her eyes sparkling, and the corners of her mouth turned up high, like a child waiting for praise.

We had delicious food along the way, talked and laughed, and time passed quickly.

It was only about 400 miles from Chancheng to Yamen Village. On the third night, we stayed in a small town in Jiangmen County.

The guards were busy unloading their luggage, and the waiter was attentively leading everyone to check in. The aroma of firewood-cooked rice wafted in the air, making people feel warm.

"Xi'er, tomorrow, Brother Xiaokang and Father will leave with a dozen people. I'll leave a few more secret guards for you. You don't have to rush. They should arrive before dark. I'll ask the old lady to prepare delicious food for you."

After dinner, Xu Zize went to find Jing Chunxi and whispered instructions. Moonlight shone through the window lattice on his profile, outlining a soft outline.

He didn't want to rush, and the group should just go together. But the King of Yan was really eager and didn't want to wait a moment, wanting to see the old general as soon as possible.

"Another secret letter has arrived from the capital," Xu Zize whispered. His voice was so low that it almost blended in with the chirping of crickets outside the window, but his eyes were exceptionally sharp, flashing with vigilance in the candlelight.

These words made Jing Chunxi perk up, and she asked hurriedly, "My father's?" A spark of anticipation instantly flashed in her eyes.

When I am away from home, besides missing my family, the only thing I look forward to is a letter from home. That thin piece of paper carries so much care and longing.

Unexpectedly, he shook his head and said, "It's a secret agent in the palace."

"What's wrong?" Although a little disappointed, Jing Chunxi was still very interested. After all, secret letters were never delivered without reason. It must be that something important had happened in the capital.

She moved closer and could smell the faint fragrance of agarwood on Xu Zize, mixed with a hint of travel-weary air.

"The Emperor caught Concubine Hua having an affair with the Captain of the Imperial Guards. The Emperor was very suspicious and after a deeper investigation, he discovered that the Fourth Prince was indeed not his child." Xu Zize's voice was as cold as ice, but his face was smiling, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Then what? The Fourth Prince was killed? Was Concubine Hua banished to the cold palace?" Jing Chunxi was a little excited and a little anxious, and she didn't hesitate to reveal it. "Was it Grandpa Jing Wang? Or was it Uncle Hong Junwang who revealed it?" Her speech speed was getting faster and faster, her eyes were surprisingly bright, and her body leaned forward unconsciously, as if she wanted to catch every detail.

"You! You just want the world to be in chaos." After hearing what Jing Chunxi said, Xu Zize could guess that Jing Chunxi had deliberately stirred up the muddy water in the palace, but his tone was drawn out, with a doting meaning.

He reached out and gently tapped her forehead, a helpless smile flashed in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by solemnity.

"Knowing that they are not his own flesh and blood, the higher-ups will not be soft-hearted." With a mocking look on his face, he said, "The captain of the guards is dead, and more than a dozen sword-carrying guards in front of the emperor have also died. Replacing a large number of people is actually beneficial to us." When he said this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, but that smile did not reach his eyes, instead, a chilling look was revealed.

It was also because of this major reshuffle that a lot of people were resettled there.

The candlelight cast deep and light shadows on his well-defined face, making him look particularly cold and stern.

The dog emperor was too vicious. He knew that he had committed serious sins. Even his most trusted guard captain and his most favored concubine, Concubine Hua, had betrayed him. Who else could he trust? A trace of satisfaction flashed in Xu Zize's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea was cold and the bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue, just like his complicated mood at the moment.

He whispered again, "After the incident, the Fourth Prince was sent away that night," he shook his head and said coldly, "I guess he is no longer with us." These words were spoken very lightly, but they carried a thousand pounds of weight.

"As for Concubine Hua," Xu Zize said with a mocking smile, "the secret letter didn't mention it." He thought that the emperor might not be so magnanimous, and shook his head and said, "It's just a few feet of white silk or a cup of poisoned wine."

As for the Duke of Hua's Mansion, it was definitely not as simple as General Jing confiscating the property and exiling him, but he looked at Jing Chunxi and did not continue.

His fingers unconsciously brushed the hilt of the sword at his waist, the cold touch a reminder of the cruelty of court struggles. Moonlight filtered through the window paper, casting mottled shadows on his handsome face, making it seem even darker in the semi-darkness.

Seeing Jing Chunxi shrink her neck in fear, Xu Zize held her hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, they deserve it and deserve to die." His palm was warm and dry, completely wrapping around Jing Chunxi's slightly cold fingers with just the right amount of strength.

Under the candlelight, the look in his eyes when he looked at her became much softer, like spring water just melting the ice.