The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

The next morning, the Prince Regent's Palace was shrouded in tranquility and peace. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows.

The maids and servants began to bustle about, sweeping the courtyard and preparing breakfast. The flowers in the garden blossomed with their delicate beauty, emitting bursts of fragrance.

Xing Xuanli slowly woke up in the room. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, still a little sleepy.

Yun Mohan had already gotten up to handle government affairs, and the room seemed a little empty.

Xing Xuanli finished washing up, changed her clothes, and walked out of the room. The fresh air hit her face, which lifted her mood.

She was strolling in the courtyard, admiring the beautiful scenery. At this moment, a maid came hurriedly, bowed to her and said, "Princess, breakfast is ready."

Xing Xuanli nodded and followed the maid to the dining hall.

In the dining room, a sumptuous breakfast filled the table. Xing Xuanli sat down and slowly savored the delicious food, her thoughts drifting involuntarily to what happened last night.

Little Mu Han and little Ke Xin were walking on the street with Venerable Chi Yan early in the morning.

The streets were filled with a light mist in the early morning. Shops were opening one after another, and the shop assistants were busy preparing for the day's business. Little Mu Han and Little Ke Xin skipped along in front, their faces full of excitement and curiosity.

Venerable Chiyan followed behind, his eyes never leaving the two children, a kind smile on his face.

Little Kexin's eyes sparkled as she looked at this stall and then that shop. "Brother, look at this little candy man, how beautiful it is!" he said, holding little Kexin's hand.

Little Mu Han nodded without any expression, "Yeah, but the little windmill over there is also very interesting."

Venerable Chiyan looked at their innocent appearance, his heart filled with love.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, can we go over there and take a look?" Little Mu Han turned his head and looked at Venerable Chi Yan with anticipation.

Venerable Chi Yan smiled and replied, "Okay, it's all up to you."

They walked along, laughing and talking. Passing a stall selling candied haws, Venerable Chi Yan bought a string for each of the two children. Little Mu Han took a bite of the candied haws, the sweet and sour flavor spreading in his mouth, and he squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

"Thank you, Grandpa!" Xiao Kexin said sweetly.

When people on the street saw this heartwarming scene, they couldn't help but smile knowingly.

At this moment, in another mansion, the assassination attempt on the Regent Princess last night failed.

The owner of the house had a horribly gloomy expression. He slammed the teacup in his hand to the ground and shouted, "What a bunch of rubbish! You can't even kill a woman!"

The few men in black kneeling below were silent as a mouse, not daring to make a sound.

"What's going on? Explain it to me!" The master's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

One of the men in black replied tremblingly: "Your Highness, everything was going according to plan, but I didn't expect the Regent Princess to be so skilled in martial arts.

The secret guards sent out last night were all masters above the Jindan stage.

The atmosphere in the mansion was extremely oppressive. Faces were gloomy, filled with disbelief and anger. "A group of Jindan-stage masters can't even handle a woman. What a shame!" His voice seemed to be icy, chilling the air around them.

The counselor at the side spoke cautiously: "Sir, perhaps the Regent Princess has some hidden card that we haven't expected."

"A trump card? What kind of a trump card could she have?" the man's eyes widened in anger. "Could it be that she can fight against several Jindan-stage masters on her own?"

The counselor lowered his head and pondered for a moment before saying, "Your Highness, please calm down. Perhaps we don't understand her well enough. Or perhaps other variables arose during the assassination, affecting the situation."

The man in black slammed his hand on the table and roared, "No matter what the reason, this failure is absolutely unforgivable! Regroup immediately. I don't believe I can't kill her next time!"

Everyone was silent, nodding in agreement, not daring to say another word for fear of angering the currently furious host.

I will never let her become Nangong Han's helper.

His face was as gloomy as water, with a sinister glint in his eyes, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"That woman must not become a sharp sword in Nangong Han's hand, otherwise my great cause will be hindered." He said gritting his teeth, his tone full of ruthlessness.

A close confidant beside him asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, how should we respond?"

He snorted coldly: "No matter what means, we must pull her away from Nangong Han, or... get rid of her directly!"

The relative's heart trembled, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "Your Highness, we must proceed with caution on this matter. If Nangong Han finds out, I'm afraid he will retaliate strongly."

"What are you afraid of!" he shouted angrily, "As long as I do it cleanly and efficiently, what can Nangong Han do to me?"

The confidant didn't dare to say anything more, but just lowered his head, worried in his heart.

He paced back and forth in the room, his mind constantly conjuring up various conspiracies and schemes. "I will never allow them the opportunity to join forces against me, absolutely not!" He swore silently, the murderous intent in his eyes growing stronger.

"Nangong Han is just relying on the favor of the late emperor. Now his power in the court is growing. How can I sit back and watch!" He paced back and forth in the hall, and every step seemed to be carried with heavy determination.

Seeing this, the counselor beside him hurried forward and said, "Your Highness, please calm down. The situation is not yet irreversible. We still need to take a long-term view."

He suddenly stopped and glared at his advisor: "Let's take a long-term view? If you wait any longer, I'll be completely trampled under his feet!"

The counselor lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said, "Your Highness, why don't we first win over the people in the court and isolate Nangong Han, then find an opportunity to find something to hold against him and bring him down in one fell swoop."

"Humph! That alone isn't enough." He snorted coldly, "We must find a way to weaken his military power and sever his foundation."

"Your Highness is wise, but this matter still needs to be planned carefully. Don't act too hastily, so as not to alert the enemy." The counselor reminded cautiously.

"I know!" He gritted his teeth, "But no matter what, I won't let him succeed. This world will eventually belong to me!"

Your Highness, the Queen Mother's birthday banquet will be held in a few days. Why don't we take action on that day? I don't believe that Nangong Han...

Upon hearing this, the prince's eyes flashed with a fierceness. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The Queen Mother's birthday banquet? That's a good opportunity. There are many people and eyes, which will make it easier to act. Even if there is an investigation later, it will be able to confuse the public."

"Your Highness is wise! In such a situation, Nangong Han will definitely let down his guard. If we secretly arrange people, we will be able to catch him off guard." The confidant had a flattering look on his face, as if he had already seen the success of the plan.

The prince sneered, "Humph, this time, I will make sure he never gets his chance to turn things around. However, this matter must be planned thoroughly, without the slightest mistake."

The confidant nodded quickly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will make arrangements right away and ensure that everything goes well."

The prince waved his hand, and his confidant retreated. Alone in his room, the prince secretly considered every detail, imagining the upcoming victory, and a smug smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

And at this moment, the Crown Prince of the East Palace is Crown Prince Lian.

He sat quietly at his desk, his brow furrowed, his eyes filled with deep worry. The sunlight from the window shone on him, but it couldn't dispel the haze in his heart.

The eunuchs beside him served cautiously, not daring to breathe. The Crown Prince sighed, breaking the oppressive silence: "The situation in the court is complicated now, with various forces fighting endlessly. What should I do?"

The eunuch hurriedly said, "Your Highness, there is no need to worry too much. Good fortune will come to those who are lucky."

The prince shook his head: "What do you know? Those princes are eyeing my position covetously. If I am not careful, I will be doomed."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the sky in the distance: “I must find a way to consolidate my position and win over more forces.

Suddenly, a counselor stepped forward and suggested, "Your Highness, why don't we win over the Sun Moon Palace? After all, the Palace Master of the Sun Moon Palace is your future sister-in-law."

The prince nodded slightly and said, "Now she has severed ties with the Duanmu family."

The counselor continued, "That's exactly right, Your Highness. Since she has severed her ties, she must be seeking reliable support in the martial arts world. If Your Highness could offer her a helping hand and show your sincerity, she might be grateful for your kindness and lend you a helping hand."

The prince frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "That being said, she has a strong character and may not easily accept our enticement."

A sly glint flashed in the counselor's eyes as he said, "Your Highness, we can start by looking at the people around her to understand her preferences and needs, and then prescribe the right remedy. Alternatively, we can find a suitable excuse to allow Your Highness more opportunities to interact with her and deepen our mutual understanding."

The prince sighed softly, "This is the only way we can try. But remember, don't use force, or it will backfire."

The counselor bowed and replied, "Your Highness, rest assured. I understand the situation and will plan carefully."

The prince waved his hand and said, "Then go and do it quickly."

The counselor bowed and withdrew, while the prince paced back and forth in the hall, still worried about whether he could successfully win over the Lord of the Sun and Moon Palace.

At this moment, the Regent, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han), was sitting in his study, tapping his fingers lightly on the coffee table. He said calmly, "An Jiu, how have the princes in the palace been doing these past few days?"

An Jiu bowed slightly and replied respectfully, "Master, the princes have been very active recently. The eldest prince has been secretly meeting with several important officials of the court, seemingly planning something. The third prince has sent people to contact some martial arts sects, intending to win them over for his own use. As for the fifth prince, he has been trying to win over the favored concubines in the palace, trying to strengthen his own power through the power of the harem."

Yun Mohan frowned slightly, a trace of contemplation flashing in his eyes: "Humph, they are really impatient. What about the prince?"

An Jiu continued, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been quite anxious recently, discussing countermeasures with his advisors day and night. He seems to be quite wary of the actions of the princes."

Yun Mohan sneered, "The situation in this palace is becoming increasingly complicated. Keep a close eye on their every move. Report any anomalies to me immediately."

An Jiu responded, "Yes, Master, I understand."

Yun Mohan stood up, walked to the window, looked at the sky outside, and muttered to himself: "In this game of power, who will have the last laugh..."