If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

There was a crackling sound coming from the room of Madam Yan in the Second Prince's Mansion, which frightened the little girl who was guarding outside the room. She shuddered in her heart and shrank her neck even more, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.

Looking at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, Nanny's pupils tightened and she sighed secretly. Madam was getting more and more impatient now. She finally got out of the family temple, but now what was going on?

"Madam, calm down. Be careful, there may be ears on the other side of the wall." The nanny advised softly while cleaning up the mess on the floor.

As a servant, he and his master share the same fate. He has watched Madam Yan grow up, and the relationship between them has long surpassed that between master and servant.

So when Madam Yan was furious, she was the only one who dared to speak, and she was the only one who could persuade her a little.

Sure enough, when Madam Yan heard this, she turned to look at the nanny. Her gloomy expression eased a little and she sat in the chair, breathing heavily.

"Mammy, what do you think they mean now?" Madam Yan, who had calmed down, spoke up. "They listened to the prince's advice and released me from the family temple, but they are still unwilling to give my son a formal status. Could it be that they already know..."

"Madam, be careful with your words!" the nanny scolded in a low voice, interrupting what she was about to say.

Madam Yan, who had come to her senses, turned pale with fright. She looked around in panic and saw that there was no one else in the room except her and the nanny. She patted her chest and felt relieved.

After washing her hands, the nanny gently pressed her shoulders and said, "I understand how you feel, Madam, but you can't rush into anything, right? Haste leads to chaos, and chaos leads to mistakes. Madam, you must keep calm and take things slowly."

"Now that we're out, are you still afraid that we won't have opportunities in the future?" The nanny turned to Madam Yan, stared into her eyes and asked softly.

There are many people who have the same doubts, and the old master Situ is one of them.

"Old Wang..." Patriarch Situ was about to say something, but was interrupted by his son's hand on his back. He then realized that there were more than just four old guys in the house today, so he quickly changed his address: "Emperor Wang, what's going on? What are you thinking?"

With just a few words from the second brother, he agreed to release Madam Yan who was imprisoned in the ancestral temple. If she hadn't been pregnant, she would have deserved to be killed a thousand times for what she had done.

Later, when it came to the war between Haoyue and the tribe, it would be unbelievable if someone said she had no involvement. I just don't know what role she played in it.

For this reason, after Situ Yixu captured the eldest prince of Yin Kingdom alive, he interrogated him strictly, but the eldest prince was very tight-lipped and refused to reveal a single word. However, they instinctively felt that something must be wrong, and it must be a big deal.

"Alas, old man Situ, time is merciless. We are old and have to submit!" Meeting the gaze from the old patriarch Situ, Wang Huang first sighed and said with emotion.

Uh, what does this have to do with whether they are old or not? Everyone looked puzzled when they heard this.

"I know that you are very dissatisfied with me for releasing that Madam Yan." When this name was mentioned, Wang Huang couldn't help but frowned. What good girl would be given such a name.

"Listen to me first," he raised his hand to stop Patriarch Feng from refuting, "There is something wrong with that Madam Yan. I think everyone knows it in their hearts even though they don't say it."

"Is Emperor Wang trying to lure the snake out of its hole?" Patriarch Chu, who had been lowering his head, wondering what he was thinking, suddenly raised his head and asked in a low voice.

Wang Huang smiled sadly. He did not respond to what Patriarch Chu said, but those who understood knew what he was planning. "You know the character of your own children. The second and third sons are not up to the task. The emperor is unwilling to take action against his brothers, so let me, an old man, do it."

"Father!" The emperor sitting next to Wang Huang shouted, his eyes reddening. But he couldn't say the next words.

He reached out and patted his son's arm gently. There are some things that don't need to be said between father and son; everything is implied.

After years of fighting, he ended the century-long conflict in this land and established the Haoyue Dynasty. The emperor understood the principle of pacifying the country before resisting foreign aggression better than anyone else. In order to prevent his son from being stained with the blood of his brothers, which became a criticism of a generation of emperors, he would be the evildoer.

In order to make this decision, the Emperor Wang also struggled for a long time. Until Meixiang and her daughter decided to return to the capital, with their arrival, some things that had been suppressed by them would surge out again and make a comeback.

Therefore, I hope that my two little bastards will wake up in time and not get deeper and deeper into trouble, otherwise no one can help them. Thinking of this, Wang Huang sighed deeply in his heart, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly surged into his heart.

The other three old patriarchs could only sigh at Wang Huang's decision. Royal family affairs have been a difficult problem since ancient times. When faced with that position, no one can resist being tempted and wanting to fight for it.

At the same time, in the study of the Third Prince's Mansion, the Third Prince was also puzzled.

"Gentlemen, what do you think our father means?" The Third Prince held a tea bowl in his hand and asked Jiang and Liu, who were sitting below him, with a frown on his face.

The two gentlemen looked at each other first. Ever since they learned the news, they have been secretly speculating on the palace's intention. As people involved in the situation, no one knows their purpose and the role they play better than they do.

Hearing the prince's question, Jiang Mushi was the first to speak up and analyze the current situation: "Some time ago, the court was arguing over the selection of crown princes and the selection of concubines. Later, due to the war with the tribe, it had to be temporarily suspended."

After a pause, he turned his head and looked at the Third Prince, who was looking thoughtful with his head slightly lowered. Staff member Jiang continued, "The news that the Princess and her daughter have returned to the palace has just been confirmed, and the Emperor has released Madam Yan from the ancestral temple. Isn't the timing a bit too coincidental?"

Hearing this, the Third Prince suddenly raised his head, with a look of shock on his face, and asked urgently, "What do you mean, sir?"

"If you say that there is no connection between these two things and it is purely a coincidence, do you believe it yourself, Your Highness?" Liu Muliao asked with a smile, stroking his long beard.

The Third Prince's eyes flickered repeatedly. It was true that there were coincidences in the world, but if there were too many coincidences, there must be something fishy. After the two gentlemen's analysis, it was obvious that they were in a trap without knowing it.

I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. If I took even the slightest wrong step at the critical moment, I would be doomed.

"What does Your Majesty think about this matter and that position? Can you give me a little insight?"