The Black Lotus Reborn: The Entire Sect Kneels and Begs for My Forgiveness

Chapter 407 Killing Two Birds with One Stone

"Come back." Ye Yunong's two light words seemed to carry an invisible force, causing the Crown Prince, who had just stepped out of the tent, to involuntarily stop.

"That's your Crown Princess. How will you explain killing her to your father and mother?"

Ye Yunong frowned slightly. The Crown Prince, seething with anger, muttered to himself.

"What's the big deal? I'm not going to be the crown prince anymore."

He had long been fed up with the constraints of his status as crown prince. If it weren't for his mother constantly weeping and pleading by his side, he would have long since left the intrigues of the palace to pursue the path of cultivation he so yearned for.

"If you don't want to be the crown prince, do you expect the third prince from outside to be the crown prince?"

During the period when Ye Yunong became the Holy Capital, she did not slack off in the slightest.

Besides going to great lengths to find out about Eunuch Shen, she also gathered information from all over the place and gained a general understanding of the situation in the capital.

This includes the thrilling power struggles between the Crown Prince, the Empress, and the Third Prince and his mother over the years.

Originally, these palace intrigues had nothing to do with her, and she never intended to get involved.

But fate played a cruel trick on her. By sheer chance, the crown prince became her eldest disciple, and thus, she became inextricably linked to the matter.

Now that she has established the Central Gate, she must form her own alliance and influence.

"If you don't become the crown prince, your mother's life will be difficult."

If you don't become the crown prince, the position will fall to the third prince.

That third prince is warlike and ambitious; if he were to ascend the throne, the entire continent would be plunged into a state of devastation and bloodshed because of his ambition.

Ye Yunong spoke slowly, but each word struck the Crown Prince's heart like a heavy hammer.

The crown prince was originally simple-minded and only thought about cultivation. He had never thought deeply about these complex interests.

Upon hearing his master's words, he was stunned. The terrifying scene of the people being displaced after the Third Prince came to power involuntarily flashed through his mind.

"Master, you are not only strong in cultivation, but also intellect."

The crown prince came to his senses, his face full of sincere admiration.

Ye Yunong pinched the bridge of her nose. Actually, she had come here tonight with a very important matter she wanted the Crown Prince to handle.

But looking at this disciple who was so innocent and somewhat naive, she began to have doubts. If she really entrusted this matter to him, he would most likely mess it up.

"Then let's leave that woman here for now."

But that woman is annoying; she sends people to harass me every few days, and she's always sending me things.

The crown prince looked impatient and kept shaking his head and sighing.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, the woman sent someone to deliver a bowl of soup, saying it was carefully prepared with rare spiritual herbs and medicines and had excellent nourishing effects.

The crown prince was grumbling incessantly.

Ye Yunong's nose twitched slightly, and a faint, unusual scent entered her nasal cavity.

Her gaze was instantly drawn to a bowl of soup on the side table.

"This soup?"

Ye Yunong's eyes darkened slightly, and her expression became somewhat inscrutable.

"Master, that was sent by that wicked woman, and I haven't had a chance to drink it yet."

I'll take it and feed it to the dog.

The crown prince curled his lip, his face full of disgust, as if the soup was some kind of monstrous flood.

"This soup is good, don't waste it."

Ye Yunong's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

Her smile, illuminated by the candlelight, appeared mysterious and unpredictable, leaving one unable to fathom what she was plotting.

The prince looked at his master with a puzzled expression. Just as he was about to ask a question, Ye Yunong waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to ask any more questions.

Meanwhile, in another tent, the atmosphere was tense and oppressive.

The Third Prince was sitting around a table piled with maps with several trusted subordinates, discussing something in hushed tones.

"In a few days, we will arrive at the Demon Realm, which borders the Tianlong Dynasty. After that, let's all share our thoughts on how to attack the Tianlong Dynasty."

The Third Prince's voice was deep and cold. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze flashing with greed and ambition as he stared intently at the map in front of him, the first stop on his journey to conquer the world.

A burly subordinate stepped forward and pointed to a pass on the map, saying,

"Your Highness, in my opinion, we can break through from the Yunling area first."

Although Yunling Pass is strategically important, according to our spies, it is almost undefended. If we concentrate our forces and launch a surprise attack, we can definitely take it in one fell swoop.”

"No."

Another man, who appeared to be a strategist, immediately retorted.

"This pass is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Even if the defense is relaxed, we will suffer heavy losses if we launch a strong attack."

I think we should send someone to launch a surprise attack on Dragon Capital, kill the Heavenly Dragon Emperor, and then launch an attack when their army is in disarray. That would be much more effective.

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, arguing heatedly until their faces were flushed.

The Third Prince remained silent, his brows furrowed, his gaze sweeping across the map as if weighing the pros and cons of each option.

"I have already sent spies to the Tianlong Dynasty to gather intelligence. We will make a decision after the Crown Prince returns."

The Third Prince's expression was cold and he waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to step back.

These days of continuous marching have left him feeling somewhat exhausted, even as a cultivator.

He was about to sit down and rest to recuperate when a palace maid with a slightly unfamiliar face walked in.

"Your Highness, Third Prince,"

The palace maid bowed slightly, her posture respectful, steadily holding a bowl of soup in her hands, from which wisps of steam rose.

"This was sent by the Crown Princess through her subordinates."

Upon hearing this, the Third Prince raised an eyebrow slightly, his gaze scrutinizing the palace maid.

The flickering candlelight inside the tent illuminated his sharply defined face, making him appear even more aloof.

"The Crown Princess? She's quite thoughtful."

The Third Prince's lips curled into a faint smile, a smile that was neither a smile nor a smile, his voice low and unreadable.

Seeing this, the palace maid stepped forward again and said softly,

"Your Highness, the Crown Princess specifically instructed that this soup is carefully prepared with the finest ingredients and will greatly benefit Your Highness in restoring your energy."

As he spoke, he gently placed the soup on the side table.

The third prince walked to the table, stared at the bowl of soup, and fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

He and the Crown Princess didn't usually interact much, so her sudden sending of soup was quite suspicious.

However, he also heard that although the Crown Princess and the Crown Prince were married, they had not consummated their marriage...

After a moment's hesitation, the Third Prince slowly reached out and grasped the soup bowl.

Just as he was about to touch the soup, a faint, exotic fragrance wafted into his nostrils. He abruptly stopped, his eyes instantly sharpening like an eagle's, and a sense of vigilance arose.