The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

After Boss Song was executed, the scene under the city wall was in chaos.

Some extremely angry people even took Boss Song's meat to feed the dogs, as if this was the only way they could vent their anger.

They scrambled for it and the situation got out of control for a while.

Those who grabbed the meat had expressions of relief on their faces and hurriedly threw the meat to the stray dogs on the roadside.

Those who couldn't grab the items looked frustrated and looked at others unwillingly.

However, there were also some more rational people who stood aside and watched the scene with disgust on their faces.

One of them said, "This meat is too dirty. I won't take it even if you give it to me to feed my dog. What if the dog becomes as crazy as Boss Song?"

The people around nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Boss Song has done many evil things, and his flesh is also tainted with evil. We can't let this evil continue to spread." said another person.

Amid this chaotic scene, people's emotions varied.

In the city, the news that Boss Song was fed to dogs by the people spread like wildfire and became a hot topic among people after dinner.

This matter also spread to Song Dajiang's shop.

Although Hu Lin kept telling himself to work hard and tried to focus on the task at hand, Wenxuan's matter always lingered in his mind, preventing him from completely calming down.

Now, hearing everyone talking about the Prime Minister's Mansion, his mood became even more complicated.

He unconsciously regarded Xi Yu as his enemy, believing that it was those powerful people who made his life so bad.

Hu Lin was very unhappy when he heard people around him discussing the affairs of the Prime Minister's Mansion enthusiastically.

But Hu Lin knew that he was just a small figure, how could he compete with the prime minister? So he could only work hard.

At Youzhou College, Dongfanghong found Wenxuan with excitement on her face, with a proud gleam in her eyes.

"What do you think? My guess was correct, right? Xiyu's son is not dead!" Dongfanghong's voice was full of pride.

However, Wenxuan responded coldly: "What's the big deal?" There was no ripple on her face, as if this was not something worth making a fuss about.

The breeze in the academy blew gently, blowing up the corners of their clothes, and the atmosphere was a little subtle for a moment.

Dongfanghong was a little embarrassed by Wenxuan's reaction. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Wenxuan, on the other hand, remained indifferent, as if he didn't care about the matter at all.

"Wenxuan, you oppose everything I say just because you don't like me!" Dongfanghong said loudly, with a hint of grievance and unwillingness in her voice.

Wenxuan raised his chin slightly, his eyes still cold. "Hmph, whatever you think."

Her tone was indifferent, as if she didn't care at all about Dongfanghong's accusations.

She didn't actually mean to go against Dongfanghong, she was just used to using this cold attitude to protect herself.

Dongfanghong looked at Wenxuan's indifferent expression and became even angrier.

He flicked his sleeves and turned away.

Looking at Dongfanghong's departing back, Wenxuan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.

At the border of Youzhou, dust was flying and a soldier riding a horse galloped towards them like the wind.

The horse galloped and soon arrived in front of the Prime Minister's residence.

The soldier dismounted swiftly, and without even wiping the sweat from his forehead, he hurried into the mansion.

Seeing Xi Yu, the soldier knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Prime Minister, there is an important letter from the Parthian Empire."

Xi Yu frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He reached out and took the letter. The seal on the envelope looked strange and mysterious.

Xi Yu felt a little uneasy. He carefully handed the letter to the secret guard beside him and said, "Check to see if it is poisonous."

The secret guard took the letter and examined it carefully.

His eyes were focused and sharp, not missing any details. After a moment, the secret guard shook his head and said, "Sir, there is no poison in the letter."

Xi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, slowly opened the envelope, and took out the letter. The handwriting on it was strange and sloppy.

Xi Yu read the contents of the letter carefully, and his expression gradually became solemn.

His eyes moved slowly across the letter paper, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

Dear Majesty of the Han Empire and Prime Minister: I am glad to see you. First of all, I would like to extend my sincerest regards to you two. I am the King of Parthia, and I am writing to you to entrust you with an important matter.

My princess has entered the territory of the Han Dynasty. I hope the Han Dynasty can help her return home when they see her. She is alone and I am very worried. I also hope the Han Dynasty can help find her, I will be very grateful. Best wishes, King of Parthia.

Xi Yu frowned and fell into deep thought, remembering the last time the envoy came. He muttered to himself, "Why did the king write a letter again this time? Their princess is missing, why should we, the Han people, help look for her?"

But the portrait I saw last time appeared involuntarily in my mind. The Parthian Princess was indeed very beautiful.

A hint of hesitation flashed across Xi Yu's face, and then the corners of his mouth slightly raised, thinking: "It would be nice if I could really find this princess."

So he spread out the paper, picked up the pen, and decided to write a reply, saying that he would help find it.

Xi Yu put down the pen in his hand and let out a breath.

He looked at the reply letter he had just written with a serious expression.

In the letter, he responded to the King of Parthia with sincere words, saying that he would do his best to help find the princess.

Xi Yu handed the letter to the soldier and ordered: "Send someone to deliver this letter to the Parthian Empire as soon as possible."

The soldiers took the order and left.

Xi Yu sat in the chair, tapping the armrest with his fingers, lost in thought.

He thought to himself that he had only offered to help find it, but he had no obligation to find it.

After all, the Han Empire is vast, and it is not easy to find a foreign princess.

Xi Yu frowned slightly, feeling a little conflicted.

He wanted to find her, but he was worried that the search would take up a lot of manpower and resources.

"Let's take it one step at a time." Xi Yu thought to himself. He decided to arrange for people to search within the territory of the Han Dynasty first. As for whether the princess could be found, it would all depend on fate.

Xi Yu stood up, walked to the window and looked into the distance.

Xi Yu sat at the table, tapping his fingers lightly on the surface, his brows furrowed.

He thought to himself that without a portrait, it would be extremely difficult to find the princess of Parthia in the vast Han Empire.

"What should I do?" Xi Yu murmured to himself.

After a moment, Xi Yu picked up the pen again and began to write quickly on the letter paper.

In his second letter, he earnestly expressed to the King of Parthia the difficulty of finding the princess without a portrait, and hoped to get another portrait of the princess so that he could better carry out the search.

After writing the letter, Xi Yu put down his pen and gently blew on the letter paper, waiting for the ink to dry.

He called a soldier, handed him the letter solemnly, and said: "Quickly send this letter to the border crossing point, and make sure it reaches the Parthian Empire as soon as possible."

The soldier took the letter with both hands, saluted respectfully and said, "Yes, Prime Minister."

Then turned and left.

Xi Yu looked at the soldier's receding back, his heart full of anticipation.

In an exquisite room of the Huang family, Princess Linglong of the Parthian Empire sat quietly in front of the window, gazing at the scenery outside, with thoughts surging in her heart.

Although she seemed stable, she always felt that something was missing.

Linglong frowned slightly, thinking to herself: "It's really boring to live like this now. I am the princess of the Parthian Kingdom, how can I be inferior to others? I must be the master of my own house and control my own destiny."

Linglong, who grew up in the palace, witnessed countless palace struggles.

Those scenes of open and covert fighting, intrigue and deception have long been deeply imprinted in her mind.

In her opinion, emotions are nothing more than a tool that can be used, and they are so fragile in the face of power.

Linglong stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

She began to plan her next move and become the real head of the family.

A confident smile appeared on her face, as if she had already seen the moment of her success.

In the room, Linglong sat elegantly at the table, watching the maid come in with the food.

The maid respectfully put down the food and said softly, "Madam, the young master is not at home, please eat first."

Linglong nodded slightly, but her eyes remained fixed on the girl until she turned and left.

The girl's footsteps gradually faded away, and a sneer appeared on Linglong's face.

She was secretly proud in her heart: "Humph, the opportunity has finally come."

Linglong's eyes became cold and resolute, she knew she had to do this to achieve her goal. Linglong quickly took out a packet of medicine from her sleeve and held it tightly in her hand.

"In order to be the master of the house, I have no choice." Linglong gritted her teeth, opened the medicine bag, and gently poured it into the bowl.

She looked at the bowl of drugged food without feeling a trace of guilt.

In her view, this is just a means to achieve the goal. Linglong's eyes are full of ambition and desire. She longs for power and desires to control everything.

“When Master Huang comes back and eats this meal, everything will be under my control.”

Linglong showed a smug smile.

After what hour.

Linglong quietly watched Young Master Huang walk into the room, a gentle smile on her face, but no ripples in her heart.

"Master, you're back. Come and eat something." Linglong said softly, with a hint of concern in her tone.

When Young Master Huang saw Linglong, his eyes lit up and he walked over with a smile.

"Linglong, why don't you eat?" he asked with concern.

Linglong shook her head slightly, a barely perceptible coldness flashing in her eyes.

"I'm not hungry, Master, you eat."

Young Master Huang did not suspect anything and looked at the food on the table with his appetite increased.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of food, put it in his mouth, and began to eat it with relish.

Linglong sneered inwardly as she watched Young Master Huang eat so happily.

Her plan was going smoothly. As long as Young Master Huang ate the food, she would be one step closer to her goal of becoming the head of the family.

Young Master Huang ate and chatted with Linglong, with a happy smile on his face.

He didn't notice Linglong's abnormality at all and was completely immersed in this warm atmosphere.

Linglong responded to Master Huang's words perfunctorily, but was thinking about her next move in her heart.

As she watched Young Master Huang eat more and more, her anticipation grew stronger and stronger.

Young Master Huang suddenly let out a loud scream of pain, covered his stomach tightly with both hands, and his face turned pale in an instant.

His body was shaking violently and blood was gushing out of his mouth.

Linglong looked at the miserable state of Master Huang and a cruel smile appeared on her face.

There was no trace of pity in her heart, only the joy of impending success.

Young Master Huang raised his head with difficulty and looked at Linglong, his eyes filled with anger and despair.

"You...you vicious woman!" he accused with his last bit of strength.

However, before he could finish his words, Young Master Huang died.

His body fell limply to the ground, his eyes wide open.

Linglong looked at Master Huang's body quietly, without any guilt in her heart.

She knew that she had taken a crucial step. Next, she had to take control of the Huang family and become the real master.

Linglong slowly squatted down and gently closed Young Master Huang's eyes with her hands.

"Don't blame me," she whispered.

The room was filled with the smell of death, and Linglong stood up.

Linglong shouted, "Someone come! Someone come quickly!" The sharp shout instantly broke the tranquility of the Huang family.

Several servants rushed over upon hearing the noise. When they saw Young Master Huang lying on the ground dead, they were shocked and their faces turned pale.

One of the servants stammered, "What...what's going on? Why is the young master..."

Linglong cried bitterly, her face full of grief and innocence. "I don't know who was so cruel to put drugs in the food. The young master...he just died like that." Her voice was choked with sobs, her eyes full of sorrow.

After calming down a bit, Linglong gritted her teeth and said, "Go, bring everyone in the kitchen here, as well as the girl who delivered the food. We must find out who poisoned her."

The servants nodded quickly and took action quickly.

Linglong stood there, with a barely perceptible coldness flashing in her eyes.

She knew that the drama had just begun and she had to perform well in order to successfully control the Huang family.

After a while, everyone in the kitchen was brought into the room.

They all looked terrified, their eyes full of panic. When they heard the news that Young Master Huang had been poisoned to death, they felt as if they had been struck by a bolt from the blue, and they were trembling with fear.

The little girl Jingjing who delivered the food was so frightened that she was out of her wits. Her face was as pale as paper and her body was shaking constantly.

Her eyes were filled with tears, as if she would cry at any moment.

Linglong stood in front of everyone, her eyes were cold and her face was gloomy. "Who did it? Come out now, or I will not be polite."

Her voice was stern and cold, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

Everyone looked at each other, no one dared to speak.

The room was filled with a tense atmosphere, like a taut string that could break at any time.

Linglong's eyes swept over everyone one by one, trying to find a clue from their expressions.

“I’ll give you one more chance. If no one admits it voluntarily, don’t blame me for being cruel.” Linglong’s voice became colder and colder, and her eyes revealed a determination.

However, still no one stood up.

Linglong's gaze was fixed on Jingjing, with a hint of suspicion and questioning in her eyes.

"Jingjing, you were the one who brought this dish. Can you tell me what's going on?" Linglong's voice was not loud, but it carried an invisible pressure.

Jingjing was so frightened that her whole body trembled and she quickly knelt down.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she said in a trembling voice, "Madam, this really has nothing to do with me! I was just delivering a meal as ordered. I know nothing about it."

Linglong narrowed her eyes slightly, with a sneer on her face.

She turned her gaze to Old Nie who was cooking, and asked in a cold tone: "Old Nie, what about you? You cooked this meal, do you have anything to say?"

Old Nie also knelt down hurriedly, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

"Madam, I am innocent! I just cooked according to the usual method and did not do anything." Old Nie's voice was full of fear and grievance.

Linglong looked at the two people kneeling on the ground, thinking secretly in her heart.

Linglong's face was terribly gloomy. She looked at everyone coldly, waved her hand and said, "You all go down first, leaving only Jingjing and Lao Nie behind."

Everyone felt as if they had been pardoned and quickly retreated. Only Linglong, Jingjing and Lao Nie were left in the room.

Linglong's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and she ordered several servants, "Take them to the yard and beat them until they admit it."

The servants immediately stepped forward, roughly grabbed Jingjing and Lao Nie, and dragged them to the yard.

After a while, there were shouting and screaming in the yard.

Jingjing and Lao Nie were pinned to the ground by the servants, and sticks rained down on them.

Jingjing cried out, "Madam, please spare me! I really don't know anything."

Old Nie also groaned in pain: "It's unfair! It wasn't us who did it."

Linglong stood aside, watching the scene expressionlessly. There was no trace of pity in her heart, only a desire for power.

She knew that she had to get their recognition in order to consolidate her position in the Huang family.

The sounds of beating continued in the yard, and the screams of Jingjing and Lao Nie became weaker and weaker.

In the yard, Jingjing and Lao Nie were lying in a pool of blood, motionless.

Linglong looked at the two horrific corpses without any emotion on her face.

She said to the servants indifferently, "It must have been done by the two of them. Let the news spread that they both confessed their crimes before they died and committed suicide out of fear of punishment."

The servants looked at each other. Although they had doubts in their hearts, they did not dare to disobey Linglong's order. They nodded and responded quickly, "Yes, ma'am."

Afterwards, the servants began to act according to Linglong's instructions. They quickly spread the news throughout the Huang family, claiming that Jingjing and Lao Nie admitted to poisoning Young Master Huang before they died, and committed suicide out of fear of guilt.

The news quickly spread throughout the Huang family. Everyone was shocked and expressed their disgust for the two "murderers."

Of course, some people also think that this incident was directed and acted by Linglong alone.

Linglong was secretly pleased to see that everything was going according to her plan.

However, under this seemingly calm surface, undercurrents surged. Some people were skeptical about the result, but under Linglong's majesty, they dared not easily reveal it.

Linglong also knew that she had to stay alert at all times to prevent anyone from discovering her conspiracy. (End of this chapter)