"Bait? What bait?" Amire blinked, her eyes full of confusion. Why didn't she understand every word Daranti said?

Daranti lowered her eyes and glared at her: "You won't understand even if I tell you. Just continue to be the arrogant and domineering princess who knows nothing about the world. We will take care of the rest."

Daranti, who always kept his head down and looked docile, suddenly looked down at Amire with contempt, like a person in a high position with great power.

How could Amire tolerate such a gap?

She shrieked, "How dare you! I am the most favored princess in Southern Xinjiang, and you, a lowly servant, speak to me like that."

Amire had never been treated like this before. His anger was so intense that he wanted to pull out Daranti's tongue.

However, Daranti showed no fear. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with disdain: "Isn't the king's favorite the eldest prince Alikun? Prince Alikun is the future king of our southern border."

Alikun, a drunkard who is addicted to women and has no ambition to make progress, should Southern Xinjiang be handed over to him?

There was a muffled thunder in the sky, and dark clouds gathered and pressed down, covering the sky and obscuring Daranti's gloomy face.

Amire didn't believe a single word Daranti said.

She suddenly grabbed Daranti's neck, her face grim. "Father would never do this to me. I shoulder the mission of peace between Southern Xinjiang and Taifeng. I am father's favorite child and the one Li Zhao loves. You are lying. I will kill you!"

Amire was like a mad wild horse, every nerve in his body was clamoring to kill Daranti.

Daranti grabbed her wrist with his backhand, pinching her until her face flushed red and veins popped out. "Princess... killing... killing me won't change... the facts."

"What is the truth? You treat me like a three-year-old child. Few people in the entire Taifeng Dynasty know the contents of the imperial edict on the succession of the throne. How do you know? You must have made it up."

Darati squeezed hard, pinching an acupuncture point on the inside of Amire's wrist. Pain and numbness raced through her arm. Amire opened her mouth in pain, and Darati took the opportunity to break free from her restraints.

"Cough cough......"

Daranti spat out a mouthful of blood foam and decided to teach this unruly princess who was ignorant of the world a good lesson.

The political struggle was far more brutal than Amihe had imagined.

"Prime Minister Cao Chen was severely oppressed after Li Zhao ascended the throne. The court seized evidence of his crimes and prepared to confiscate his property on a chosen day. He learned the news in advance and fled in panic. With nowhere else to go, he sought refuge with the king. The imperial decree stated that no successor could be established, so naturally, this secret matter was learned from Cao Chen."

Cao Chen, Amire remembered, was the Han man who appeared beside his father.

Amire always thought that he was a wealthy businessman in Taifeng, but he didn't expect that he was actually the prime minister of the previous dynasty!

"So, you all knew everything, but you kept it from me?"

The shocks to Amire grew stronger and stronger, and her faith began to collapse.

Why hide it from her?

The reason is simple. If you send a sheep into a tiger's mouth, will the sheep be informed of the danger in advance?

Daranti looked at her coldly and said, "The king arranged a marriage for you, asking you to marry Merdan. If you had agreed then, he would not have let you marry. It was you who resisted, threatening death, for refusing to agree."

Maierdan is the bravest warrior in southern Xinjiang and has known Amire since childhood.

Amire turned to look at Merdan. Spring thunder roared, accompanied by lightning, illuminating the hideous scar on Merdan's face.

Once upon a time, he accidentally fell into a wolf pack and was attacked. After a fierce night-long battle, he returned victoriously, carrying the wolf's head. However, half of his face had been torn apart by the wolf's sharp claws, and his back and thighs were covered with bite marks.

After his injury healed, he was disfigured.

Amire thought he was ugly and refused to marry him no matter what, which made the King of Southern Xinjiang very angry.

The King of Southern Xinjiang admired Maidan very much and wanted to train him as his confidant.

Confidants may also rebel. If they become sons-in-law, they will form a community of interests and can accomplish the great cause of southern Xinjiang, especially since he can assist Alikun in governing the country.

Then, the opposite happened.

In a fit of rage, the King of Southern Xinjiang forced Amire to take part in the game and send him to Taifeng's harem.

It was only then that Amire finally understood that what Daranti said was true.

Abandoned by her father, she left her hometown and headed for an unknown fate.

Amire's eyes were filled with tears. He took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "What is your purpose?"

Since Li Zhao would not make her his queen, and the King of Southern Xinjiang was not really seeking peace, then...

What is your purpose?

Amire's shoulders began to tremble, a feeling of weakness swept over her body, and she suddenly lost all her strength.

"Princess, it's raining. There will be no more shows to watch. You should go to bed early."

Daranti did not answer her but turned away.

"Don't go!"

Ami was panicking and grabbed Daranti's sleeve. "I...what should I do? Tell me, what should I do from now on?"

Daranti pushed her hand away and said, "Just continue to be your princess. Remember, don't reveal your true identity and don't drag us down."

But Amire knew nothing, how could she be kept in the dark like a fool?

Since Daranti refused to speak, Amire immediately turned to Merdan:

"Merdan, tell me, what is your plan?"

Maierdan looked at her, without the obsession in his eyes that Amihe remembered: "Princess, cherish what you have now, we will eventually go on the road together."

After saying this, Merdan and Daranti left.

We will - eventually - go on the road together.

Amire didn't understand this sentence. She pondered over it all night but still couldn't figure out the true meaning of the sentence.

Lightning flashed across the room, illuminating Amire, who was huddled in the corner, weeping bitterly with her face covered...

Yonghe Palace.

The rain came suddenly. Ji Xingyao stood under the eaves, stretched out his palms to catch the rain.

The water droplets continued to form, and soon a pool of water gathered in her palm.

"Ayuan, it's thundering. I heard spring thunder symbolizes new life and hope, is that right?"

Wen Yuan came to stand beside her, also holding out his palm, feeling the coolness of the spring rain: "There is another possibility, extreme weather is about to occur."

The rain lasted for two days, and Wen Yuan's one-day trip to the Imperial Garden was suspended.

Ji Xingyao privately met with Eunuch Zhou and asked him vaguely if there was anything unusual in Mingyue Palace.

Eunuch Zhou looked calm, and from his words he seemed unaware that there was a cellar in Mingyue Palace where a man from southern Xinjiang was hiding.

The troupe has left Beijing safely. It seems that before leaving, troupe leader Li did not report the important information that was exchanged for Xueyan's life.

Ji Xingyao couldn't describe how he felt at the moment. He felt sorry for Xueyan. Her death was so unjust.

"Miss Ling'er, we were originally going to Yonghe Palace as well. Since you're here, please pass on the message to the Empress."

Ji Xingyao asked: "What?"

"The Emperor said that the spring rains have been frequent in recent days, and the roads are slippery. Your Majesty should not go to the Imperial Garden for the time being."

The implication was that Wen Yuan was under house arrest again.

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