After giving birth to twins, the princess became pregnant again, and the royal uncle took care of he

After a brief pause, Night Hawk continued, "Your Highness, I hope you will believe what I have to say. I am by no means a traitor."

"At that time, we only decided on a whim to go to that teahouse for a short rest,"

"How could those assassins have predicted our movements and laid an ambush inside the teahouse? This is truly perplexing!"

Upon hearing Night Hawk's words, a cold glint flashed in Jun Jiuxiao's originally calm eyes.

He glared fiercely at Night Hawk and said in a deep voice:

"That's because those assassins weren't after me at all."

Upon hearing this, Nighthawk hesitated for a moment, then, as if struck by a sudden enlightenment, slapped his forehead and exclaimed in realization:

"So that's how it is! How could I not have expected it? It seems that the person the Prince of Yan wants to get rid of is not you, Your Highness."

"It is Miss Chu! In that case, the Princess Consort is likely in grave danger!"

Jun Jiuxiao's face was ashen at this moment, and he spoke slowly:

"It is hard to say which is more dangerous. How could my useless nephew be a match for Yao'er?"

Jun Jiuxiao thought to himself, "Ever since Yao'er danced with her sword in public, I have had doubts in my heart and have begun to suspect that 'Minghuang' may be Yao'er herself."

"However, after experiencing Jun Xuanche's matter today, I can roughly conclude that this 'Nether Phoenix' must be Yao'er without a doubt."

"Although Yao'er was innocent and naive in her previous life, her stubborn nature of not wanting to suffer losses was deeply rooted in her bones."

"Presumably, she retaliated in such anger because she knew that Jun Xuanche had attempted to assassinate her yesterday."

Thinking of this, Jun Jiuxiao's expression turned solemn. He nodded slightly and murmured thoughtfully:

"So Yao'er is also a reborn person! In that case, it's not surprising that she harbors such deep resentment towards Jun Xuanche."

His brows were furrowed, and his gaze was deep, as if he could see through the void before him and glimpse the entanglements of the past.

"Presumably, Yao'er was given this chance to live again only after falling into the water that time."

Recalling the thrilling assassination attempt he witnessed at the "Absolute Kill Pavilion" that day, Jun Jiuxiao's eyes grew even more profound.

"The person who cured me of the poison must have been Yao'er."

"And then there's the Dark Phoenix, whose lightness skill and swordsmanship are quite different from Yao'er's internal strength and sword dance."

"But with a little observation, one can discover a subtle yet crucial commonality among them—"

"Minghuang would unconsciously touch her left eye. This was a habit left over from when Yao'er's left eye was gouged out by Chu Xinglan in her previous life,"

Even if one recovers completely in this life, it will still be difficult to break this habitual little action.

"But I really can't understand what happened after I died in my previous life?"

Night Hawk stood quietly to the side, his gaze occasionally drifting towards his lord.

The prince sometimes frowned, and sometimes smiled slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

This strange expression aroused Night Hawk's suspicion, but he dared not disturb him rashly.

Finally, Night Hawk mustered his courage and called out softly, "Your Highness? Your...Prince...?"

However, he was met with Jun Jiuxiao's icy gaze, as cold as a deep pool.

With just one glance, Night Hawk began to tremble uncontrollably.

Jun Jiuxiao's voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, cold and deep:

"What's the matter?"

The night hawk was startled and immediately lowered its head, saying tremblingly:

"If Your Highness has no further instructions, I will take my leave." After saying this, he waited anxiously for the prince's reply.

After a moment of silence, Jun Jiuxiao slowly spoke:

"Night Hawk, the plan is ahead of schedule. Quickly go and invite my Ninth Imperial Uncle, Prince Zhou, Minister Yan, and Grand Tutor Xie into the manor. There must be no mistakes!"

Upon hearing this, Night Hawk felt as if he had been granted a pardon and hurriedly replied, "Yes, Your subordinate obeys!" Then, he turned and left in a hurry.

After Night Hawk left, Jun Jiuxiao's gaze fell once again on the solar-powered lamp on the table, a gift from Chu Xingyao.

He reached out and steadily stroked the lampshade, his eyes slightly closed, and said in a deep voice:

"Yao'er, since you harbor hatred and are determined to avenge your wrongs, then I will do everything in my power to grant you supreme authority."

"Yao'er, no matter when or where, you only need to look back to see me standing behind you."

"In this life, I will protect you and ensure your safety, and I will never allow anyone to harm you in the slightest."

Thinking of this, Jun Jiuxiao's thoughts became increasingly chaotic.

Suddenly, as if struck by a realization, a jolt ran through him, and a self-deprecating smile crept onto his lips:

"Could it be that Yao'er's rebirth and return to stay with me this time is because she loves me, or is it merely out of guilt?"

Inside the magnificent and solemn imperial study of the palace, Emperor Changping, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat upright at the desk above.

He was engrossed in reading through the mountain of memorials, sometimes frowning in deep thought, sometimes writing furiously.

At this moment, the beautiful and charming Consort Su was kneeling in front of the table.

Although she was over thirty, she still looked graceful and charming thanks to her good maintenance.

At this moment, however, her beautiful face was full of grievances, her eyes were brimming with tears, and she looked pitiful.

All that could be heard was Su Fei speaking in a voice trembling with tears:

"Che'er has always been kind-hearted and pure-hearted; he would never do something as heinous as hiring someone to commit murder!"

"Che'er must have been wronged! I beg Your Majesty to investigate thoroughly and clear Che'er's name!"

However, Emperor Changping was furious upon hearing these words.

He suddenly grabbed a memorial to the throne, threw it violently at Consort Su, and shouted angrily:

"Hmph! It's all your fault as a mother for failing to raise such a good-for-nothing son! You're wronged?"

"Who in this world would falsely accuse him for no reason? Could it be that the eleventh prince would deliberately frame him?"

"That rebellious son is as venomous as a snake and as cruel as a ruthless man. Don't think I don't know anything about him!"

Faced with Emperor Changping's anger and rebuke, Consort Su knew that the matter had been exposed.

She could no longer use clever words to defend her son.

So she could only crawl forward on her knees, weeping, and sobbing as she said:

"Your Majesty, please calm down... This matter was indeed done by your concubine, and has nothing to do with Che'er."

"But I did this entirely out of loyalty to Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, I truly cannot bear to see Jun Jiuxiao wielding military power and posing a threat to your throne!"

As she spoke, Consort Su kept kowtowing forcefully, one kowtow after another, each sound reaching the ears.

Before long, her fair and smooth forehead became a bloody mess.

Blood streamed down his face, a horrifying sight.

Emperor Changping's face was ashen. He slightly turned his head and glanced coldly at the person kneeling below, letting out a cold snort.

He said in a deep voice, "This was your idea? Humph! Truly, a doting mother spoils her son!"

"Enough, you may leave now. You need not worry about this matter; I will make my own decision."

Upon hearing these words, Consort Su burst into tears. Between sobs, she clutched at Emperor Changping's robes, pleading desperately:

"Your Majesty, please have mercy... Your Majesty..."

However, Emperor Changping remained unmoved, even showing signs of annoyance, and waved his hand in response.

At this moment, Emperor Changping turned to the chief eunuch beside him and, expressionless, gave the order:

"Consort Su dares to interfere in politics within the inner palace; she is truly audacious and reckless!"

"Guards! Slap her ten times in the face! Demote her to the rank of concubine and confine her to her quarters for three months! Take her away immediately!"