After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

Su Wen was blown into a bloody mist.

The Feng family members were stunned.

Is this royal nobleman really the grandson of the emperor who stayed at the mansion when he was a child?

That's incredibly reckless.

They even dared to kill the deputy commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Of all the princes, the one most favored by Empress Wu was the sixth prince, Zhou Zhao, who remained in the palace.

However, even he dared not obstruct the Embroidered Uniform Guard from handling the case, much less kill Su Wen.

To know.

Su Wen is recognized by the court and the public as the third most ruthless person, second only to Empress Wu and Jiang Chong.

After the Crown Prince's wrongful conviction, Jiang Chong feared being punished by Empress Wu.

To show his loyalty, he decisively castrated himself and became the Empress's personal eunuch.

The daily affairs of the Embroidered Uniform Guard were all handled by the deputy commander, Su Wen.

Any official who displeases him will bring about the extermination of his entire family.

Just like the Feng family today, there is no need for real evidence of their crimes.

If the Embroidered Uniform Guards were to fabricate any crime and report it to the Emperor, their entire family would be wiped out and their property confiscated.

As for whether the charges were true or not, Empress Wu never inquired.

Such a ruthless person actually dared to crush it with one blow.

Where did the Imperial Grandson of Si get such audacity?

"Get up, everyone?"

Zhou Yi raised his hand to signal, and then pulled up Feng Xian, the eldest son, who was standing next to him.

Previously, when his skin was cut by the blade, although he was afraid, he did not beg for mercy or submit to Su Wen.

That's already considered to be extremely principled.

The Feng family members snapped out of their shock and realized they hadn't yet paid their respects to the imperial grandson.

Before she could bow again, Hu Die, as if to her own mother, pulled Madam Feng up, feigning anger:

"Madam, please rise. Don't you recognize His Highness?"

All the servants were killed, and the Feng family was busy with the funeral arrangements.

Hu Die helped Feng Ji and accompanied Zhou Yi into the living room.

After brewing the finest tea, Feng Xian retreated to the living room.

Feng Ji stared blankly at the handsome and majestic grandson of the emperor before him, as if in a dream.

From a tiny infant in swaddling clothes, to taking his first steps, and then attending a private school...

Scenes flashed before my eyes.

"The imperial grandson has grown up," Feng Ji thought to himself.

His eyes and brows revealed a benevolent appearance that resembled that of the Crown Prince.

He possessed a greater degree of fortitude and decisiveness that the Crown Prince lacked.

Thinking of the Crown Prince's various actions, Feng Ji's eyes welled up with tears, and he stood up to bow to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi quickly got up, supported his benefactor with both hands, and helped him sit back in the chair.

After a moment's thought, Feng Ji spoke:

"Your Highness, may I have a word to say?"

"Master Feng, please speak."

"Your Highness, I implore you to return to Liangzhou immediately."

"Oh, why?"

"you……"

Feng Ji rubbed his hands together, seemingly worried that his words might hurt Zhou Yi.

After a moment's consideration, he resolutely said:

"The Empress will absolutely not appoint Your Highness as the Crown Prince this time."

"..."

Zhou Yi smiled gently, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

To be honest, his main purpose in coming to Beijing was to pay respects to his family members, and incidentally, to take revenge.

I'm afraid the older man will be even more worried.

Seeing that Zhou Yi didn't seem to care, Feng Ji became even more anxious and said:

"Has Your Highness received an imperial edict from His Majesty upon arriving in the capital?"

"No, there was only a handwritten edict."

"Third Prince, Fourth Prince, Fifth Prince, have all received the imperial edict."

"Oh, is it the difference between children and grandchildren?" Zhou Yi rarely joked.

Feng Ji was extremely anxious; he couldn't possibly smile.

"Emperor Wu did not want His Highness to come to the capital to seize the throne, so he gave Eunuch Ji a written edict."

"If Your Highness does not insist on returning to the capital, the imperial edict will not be delivered to Your Highness."

"The Emperor did this simply because he did not want His Highness to enter the capital without imperial decree and be accused of treason."

"Previously, the Martial Emperor did not intend to kill His Highness."

"Now that Your Highness has executed the deputy commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, things are hard to say."

"Back then, the Second Prince merely obstructed the Embroidered Uniform Guard from handling a case, yet the Martial Emperor wanted to strip him of his title and execute him..."

Feng Ji became increasingly alarmed as he spoke, and taking advantage of Zhou Yi's momentary lapse in attention, he suddenly knelt down on the ground:

"Your Highness, please return to Liangzhou immediately!"

Zhou Yi quickly helped the old man up and said with a smile:

"As soon as Yi leaves, the entire Feng family will be executed."

"What does it matter if the entire family is executed, as long as His Highness is unharmed..."

Feng Ji was agitated, his face filled with the determination to die.

"As I have said."

Zhou Yi raised his hand and cast a mind-clearing spell at Feng Ji, saying, "With me here, the Feng family will be safe and sound."

A gentle breeze caressed his face, and Feng Ji felt completely relaxed, with every pore of his body radiating comfort.

The anxiety subsided, and my mood returned to calm.

His Highness Prince Yi has excellent methods, and his character is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Feng Ji then realized.

In his heart, he still cared for and remembered His Highness as he had for infants fifteen years ago.

I worry he's cold, I worry he's hot, I worry he'll be bullied by the neighbor's kids...

Now, Your Highness has grown up.

He acted decisively against Su Wen, without the slightest hesitation, displaying the ruthless and decisive demeanor of a martial emperor.

His kindness and gentleness towards the Feng family, like a gentle rain nourishing the earth, are very much like a benevolent and righteous prince who governs the country with righteousness.

Calm and reserved, yet never low-key, and certainly not subservient.

His composed and domineering demeanor always revealed the royal kingly style.

This is the aura of a king.

That kind of inspiring power that makes people willingly follow him through fire and water.

Feng Ji opened his mouth hesitantly.

A myriad of thoughts can be summed up in one sentence:

"The Feng family is willing to stand with Your Highness through thick and thin, even if it means our deaths!"

The grandson of the emperor ruled with benevolence and righteousness, and loved his people like his own children, far surpassing the cruel Empress Wu in this respect.

Even if following him in rebellion fails and ten generations of their families are exterminated, so what?

Taking a sip of tea to calm his excited emotions, Feng Ji offered his advice again:

“Your Highness, you killed two Embroidered-Clad Guards as soon as you entered the city, which is an unforgivable crime.”

"Now there is an opportunity, which may allow me to escape punishment by any chance."

"Oh," Zhou Yi replied noncommittally.

He came to Beijing to seek revenge, so why should he be exonerated?

Feng Ji looked up at the approaching evening sky outside the window and said:

"Tonight is Jiang Chong's fiftieth birthday, and a banquet will be held in the Imperial Garden of the palace."

"All the princes will be there to offer their congratulations."

"All the princes had been suppressed by him and harbored resentment in their hearts."

"If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold; all the princes understand this principle."

"They certainly don't want Jiang Chong to eliminate the royal princes one by one."

"Therefore, they will definitely band together to help His Highness get off the hook."

Zhou Yi smiled.

The once glorious Great Qian Dynasty has been utterly ruined by Empress Wu.

It's absurd enough that a mere servant would hold a birthday banquet in the imperial garden.

Even more absurdly...

A group of princes and grandsons actually wanted to celebrate the birthday of this servant.

"Alright, I'll go to the palace now." Zhou Yi stood up to say goodbye.

As long as Jiang Chong's problem remains unresolved, the old man will never be able to put his mind at ease.

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

The seriousness on Feng Ji's face gradually faded.

The position of crown prince will inevitably be fiercely contested by the princes.

However, when it comes to the survival of the royal bloodline, the Zhou family members will definitely band together.

Your Highness should be able to overcome this obstacle.

Unless, of course, His Highness Prince Yi has a moment of madness and offends both Jiang Chong and the other princes at the same time.

……

"Da da da……"

The sound of horses' hooves clattering softly.

With one hand holding the reins and the other the whip, Wu Meng drove the carriage swiftly toward the palace.

The half-demon horse possesses spiritual intelligence; it needs no whip to spur it on.

Driving a chariot is worry-free and effortless.

"Wu Meng, whip it!"

Zhou Yi's voice came from the carriage, which greatly excited Wu Meng.

Your Highness is taking advantage of the leisurely journey to instruct him in martial arts.

It is truly an honor to receive guidance from a master.

Moreover, this grandmaster is a grandson of the current emperor.

Wu Meng was excited, gripping his long whip tightly: "Thank you for your guidance, Your Highness!"

"The Azure Dragon Swings Its Tail, Sweeping Across the Army!"

These two moves are common and ubiquitous.

Even an ordinary person with basic martial arts skills can use any weapon to perform them.

"Snapped!"

The long whip lashed forward swiftly, creating a whip flower.

"Azure Dragon Swings Its Tail!" Wu Meng shouted heroically.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he was about to sweep the long whip across the roadside.

"Sweeping through thousands..."

however.

A young man in a brocade robe was strolling along the roadside, fanning himself with a folding fan and swaying his head.

This whip will surely strike the other person's fair face.

He used two moves in quick succession.

Your Highness is clearly... going to whip the young master in brocade robes.

For no apparent reason, Wu Meng found it difficult to make a move.

Think about Si Xuan and Hu Die; they never questioned Zhou Yi's orders in the slightest.

His Highness's character is absolutely trustworthy.

Wu Meng gritted his teeth and lashed out with his whip at the young man in brocade robes.

I don't know.

The young man in brocade robes was quite skilled, and he caught the tip of the whip with a backhand.

Using the force of Wu Meng's pull, he actually leaped into the air, soaring high into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, like a swallow skimming the water, it swooped down from the sky towards the carriage door.

The other side actually tried to storm into the carriage.

Wu Meng sat on the carriage shaft, his imposing body perfectly protecting the carriage door; how could he possibly let his opponent succeed?

He clenched his fist, aiming at the young man in brocade robes who was swooping down...

"Wu Meng, get back to your carriage."

Hu Die's voice came from the carriage behind him, and Wu Meng hurriedly withdrew his iron fist.

The young man in brocade robes moved as lightly as a swallow, leaping into the carriage.