The Crybaby Prince is Reborn, Where is the Prince Going?

"But Your Highness, if you continue like this, this position..."

The Third Prince interrupted Zhao Wuming, "I have never thought of inheriting the throne. It's just that among my brothers, I am the one whom my father has high hopes for..."

Okay, he said he didn't want to be emperor, but he also said that Emperor Xuan saw the potential to be emperor in him. What could Zhao Wuming say in rebuttal? Of course not. He could only agree with Xiao Mingli and silently watch him act and stand up.

Zhao Wuming said: "Whether Your Highness has this intention or not, I will always follow Your Highness."

"Lord Zhao." Xiao Mingli stopped making matcha, put down the tools in his hands, and looked at Zhao Wuming with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"I never understand why you, my second brother's father-in-law, would come to me and use this thing as a token of your loyalty. You know I hate treacherous and treacherous people the most."

Zhao Wuming hurriedly got up from his cushion and knelt to the side, saying sincerely, "Your Highness is wise. Although I am related to the Second Prince, my heart belongs to Xuanwu. The Second Prince has colluded with the people of Yanzhi. I cannot sit idly by and watch him go astray..."

Xiao Mingli reached out and took a scroll from the young man.

He slowly unfolded the scroll, revealing the densely packed small characters on it.

With the help of candlelight, Xiao Mingli could see the contents of the scroll clearly.

He closed the scroll, put it aside, and asked Zhao Wuming in a low voice with some pressure: "Master Zhao, has anyone seen this list?"

Zhao Wuming lowered his head even more. Han Liting told him that Zhu Xun had copied half of the list himself and it was taken away by He Jinyou. As for how many people had seen the second half of the list, Zhao Wuming couldn't guarantee it.

So when Xiao Mingli asked him, he didn't dare to answer.

The teapot on the stove was boiling a whole pot of water, and the boiling water and hot steam pushed the tea lid up and down.

Drops of water splashed from the kettle, landing on Zhao Wuming's sleeves, creating a small water stain.

Zhao Wuming remained silent for a long time, but Xiao Mingli had already guessed the ending. "Huh? Has anyone seen it?"

"Yes... Zhu Xun secretly copied half of the list himself, and He Jinyou discovered it when he died..."

"Idiot!" Xiao Mingli swung his sleeves and stood up. "I've already told you that Zhu Xun is useless, but you refused to listen. Now that half of the list has fallen into He Jinyou's hands, he has a handle on us. If He Qianzhao returns..."

The Third Prince was not afraid of what He Jinyou might do. No matter how powerful a child was, what could he find out?

But He Qianzhao is different. He can report this to the emperor. If He Jinyou tells this to He Qianzhao, he will only end up dead!

Xiao Mingli was no longer as calm as he was at the beginning. He paced back and forth in the tea room anxiously. He walked over to Zhao Wuming and kicked him again.

"idiot!"

"Your Highness, I believe... He Jinyou did not discuss this matter with He Qianzhao..."

"You! Really! Alas!" The third prince was even dumber than him and cried, too exhausted to complain.

That was the Regent's Palace. Everyone in the palace was He Qianzhao's spies. Every day, every detail of who came and who did what would be reported to He Qianzhao. Even if he was not in the capital, he would not really let go.

I'm afraid everything in the capital is under He Qianzhao's surveillance!

The more Xiao Mingli thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and the more frightened he became.

A beautiful face was distorted by fear.

"Zhao Wuming! Are you trying to kill me with this token of surrender?"

Zhao Wuming kowtowed, "This humble official has no such intention! Your Highness, please investigate! This humble official is loyal to Your Highness! Your Highness, don't worry. This matter was done by the Second Prince. If you really investigate, Your Highness can..."

"Asshole! That's my second brother! How could I do such a sinister thing?"

The young man kneeling beside him sneered when he heard this, causing Xiao Mingli's face to turn red in an instant.

Everyone present was smart, even Zhao Wuming understood what Xiao Mingli meant at that moment.

That's not brotherly love at all. I'm afraid they want to ban it but have no legitimate reason.

The third prince wanted the second prince to die in an unclear manner. At least, what was shown in front of Emperor Xuan was definitely not the third prince exposing the second prince's actions.

After all, Emperor Xuan hated brothers fighting against each other the most, and hoped that they could always be brothers and respect each other...

Obviously Zhao Wuming also thought of this.

So he gave Xiao Mingli an idea. He said, "Your Highness, I think that since He Jinyou is currently investigating this matter with the Regent's men, why don't we do him a favor and give him some information..."

This would not only expose Xiao Mingyi's actions to Emperor Xuan, but also preserve the good reputation of the Third Prince.

Kill two or even more birds with one stone.

Xiao Mingli thought for a moment and said, "It's feasible. Then I'll leave this matter to you! However, you must do it secretly and beautifully, and never reveal my existence to anyone."

He pushed the scroll in front of Zhao Wuming and said, "I cannot afford this list. Please take it back, Lord Zhao. As for your loyalty to me, it depends on your performance."

"Yes, I understand. I will definitely handle this matter beautifully. But Your Highness...Zhen'er..."

"Oh~ She~ is dead, so why is Lord Zhao so heartbroken?" Zhao Wuming knew Xiao Mingli's ruthlessness early on, but he still couldn't help but tremble with fear when he heard this.

He still wanted to fight for Zhao Zhen'er, "Your Highness, Zhen'er is pregnant..."

"Master Zhao!" Xiao Mingli's tone grew increasingly cold. "I advise you not to be ungrateful. You gave Zhao Zhen'er to me personally. She was just a plaything. Do you think you can threaten me with the fact that she's pregnant with my child?"

"Master Zhao, are you hoping to end up like her when you say this?"

The kneeling boy stood up and slowly drew out his sword.

The sound of friction between the sword and the scabbard rang in Zhao Wuming's ears. His pupils dilated in an instant, and fear filled his heart.

"I dare not! Zhao Zhen'er deserves to die! Your Highness, please spare my life! Your Highness, calm down, Your Highness, calm down!"

Xiao Mingli sneered, "They say even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, but Lord Zhao would do anything for himself." He leaned close to Zhao Wuming's ear, his breath hitting his ear, and whispered softly, "But... I like it."

He stood up and walked away from Zhao Wuming. "Forget it, Zhao Qing, go back. I won't tell you the rest. You know what to do, right?"

"Yes! I understand. I will do it beautifully."

"Let's go back..."

Zhao Wuming left through the back door again, but still failed to notice Ying Shisan following him.

Ying Shisan heard the conversation between the two clearly and memorized every word.

He followed Zhao Wuming out, but he didn't know that the people in the house had already discovered his presence.

"Master, he left."

"Hmm." The third prince stood by the window with his hands behind his back, thinking.

He didn't speak, and the boy didn't speak either.

The two were silent for a long time, and the Third Prince suddenly asked the young man, "Should Zhao Zhen'er die?"