After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

The water dripped and all fell on the railing.

"Yan Yunsang, daughter of Longyuan Yan family, swears here."

"I will make Xuanyuan Mu pay the price."

"Right? Xi'er."

Heavy footsteps were heard in the corridor of the tall building. Madam Yunsang turned around, clutching the wine jug tightly. She saw a light veil covering the cold shadow in a black robe in the railing overlooking the buildings.

Until the veil fell quietly.

After nearly ten years, mother and son finally met again.

But Mrs. Yunsang looked at her son warily.

The young man who had been struggling to survive in the pirate den of Sheqiu Island has now become the notorious Sea Lord Chuyue, which also gives her hope of revenge.

"How is Xi'er doing with what was written in my letter?" Madam Yunsang's thoughts raced, her tone becoming increasingly cold and sharp: "Has Princess Diyang been imprisoned in Guwu Villa?"

That was the agreement between her and Pei Guichen.

She gave the Seven-Star Blood Thorn and Princess Di Yang to Pei Guichen, and Pei Guichen helped them mother and son with all his heart, ascending the throne and ruling the Daqi country.

But why didn't her son answer?

Yan Haixi, who had rushed over overnight, looked at his biological mother silently in the whistling snow. After a long time, his eyes fell on the young man in a white robe who was listening to the snow and brewing tea.

Avoiding Princess Diyang, Yan Haixi, with a stern expression, did not answer but asked: "Master Pei, is this Lantai Palace so familiar with you? You even know that there is a secret passage in the Lantai Palace that leads directly to the dry well next to Zhuyun Tower?"

Hearing this, Pei Guichen's eyes turned cold and heavy: "I've lived here for a long time, so I'm naturally familiar with it. But Lord Yan Hai's desire for imperial power is far beyond my expectations."

During the winter hunt of Fu Tu, this Lord Yan Hai tried to compete with him for A Bao.

Exchange Abao for the throne.

With such a choice, he thought Lord Yan Hai would flatly refuse.

In the stern confrontation, Pei Guichen stroked the sword placed horizontally in front of him. The cold sword light pierced through the night, reflecting Pei Guichen's gloomy eyes.

"Lord Yan Hai, you will regret this."

Suddenly, Pei Guichen looked with pity at Lord Chu Yuehai, whose robe shoulders were wet by the wind and snow.

At this moment, Yan Haixi suddenly felt that Pei Guichen's cold eyes were so dark that he could not see the bottom, as if he was looking through him at another person.

who's that person?

With hesitation in his heart, Yan Hai lowered his voice and said, "King Feng Ran has been chasing after the princess all the way. If we send the princess back to the Guwu Villa in Huainan, there will be too many unexpected changes. To be on the safe side, I sent the princess to the Fan Tower."

Fanlou is a very famous restaurant in the imperial capital.

It is appropriate to say that great people hide themselves in the city.

After a moment, Yan Haixi watched Pei Guichen hurriedly leave and leaned on the railing to look into the distance.

The towering palace complex in the imperial city is magnificent and solemn, yet difficult to approach.

At this moment, the top of Zhuyun Tower suddenly became dead silent again.

"Is what you said to Pei Guichen true?" Madam Yunsang lost her patience and asked tentatively, "Princess Diyang is not dead?"

Hearing this, a cold light flashed across Yan Hai's eyes.

But when he turned to look at Madam Yunsang, he had regained his composure.

"According to what my mother said, I have personally killed the Princess Diyang who was in the way. I stabbed her once in the fatal part of her waist and abdomen, and once in her back."

Mrs. Yunsang was so overwhelmed by the great ecstasy that she did not notice anything unusual about her son.

"Pei Guichen is a man with a deep and unpredictable mind. He cannot be trusted."

"He insisted on sparing Princess Diyang's life, so he must have other intentions. He even took the initiative to seek out our Longyuan Yan family to join forces to plot against Taiji Palace, which must be his other calculations. But we can also take advantage of their tricks. When you ascend the throne and become the emperor, it will be easy to order Xue Yin to kill him."

Hearing this, Yan Haixi turned around silently and looked out at the entire imperial capital again.

The most prosperous and wealthy place on this continent is sleeping peacefully in the snow.

As dawn approaches, the morning bell of Zhenguo Temple rings solemnly.

A moment later, in the backyard of Yuan's mansion, there was an isolated waterside pavilion on the surface of Handan Lake.

"Sir, there has been no movement in the pigeon cage." After he finished speaking, the old butler counted secretly and found that he had checked the pigeon cage seventeen times.

But there was no news of Concubine Li Jia in the palace.

As the night deepened, the entire waterside pavilion became more depressing and dull.

Click, Prime Minister Yuan cut the candle wick.

The waterside pavilion suddenly became completely dark, leaving only the bamboo forest in the howling wind and snow, with shadows like ghosts and their hideous humming.

"Go check the four camps in the east, west, south and north to see if everything is normal."

Another half hour later, in Yilan Palace.

As the intoxicating fragrance wafted over her, Concubine Li Jia fell into a deep sleep.

A black shadow sneaked into the inner room silently, and like a ghost, stole the edict of deposing the crown prince that Concubine Li Jia had hidden under her pillow, and then put another edict back under the pillow, and disappeared quietly and silently as when she came.

The next morning, at the court session, all the civil and military officials were waiting outside the Taiji Hall as usual.

In the silence, undercurrents surged, and various eyes were constantly exchanged, all wondering whether the old emperor would show up at the morning court today.

At the hour of Mao, the morning bell did not ring.

But Concubine Li Jia came with the infant Sixth Prince in her arms, looking very powerful.

Civil and military officials made way for each other, each thinking differently and pondering in secret.

After a long moment of silence, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Prime Minister Yuan was the first to enter the hall, and many court officials followed him one after another.

Concubine Li Jia took out the imperial edict and ordered Prime Minister Yuan to read it out.

But after decades of ups and downs in officialdom, Prime Minister Yuan took the imperial edict with deep worry, but hesitated.

Last night, three of the four camps guarding the imperial capital were quiet as usual.

Only the Liangshan camp, where the defenders were the weakest, seemed to be preparing for battle and ready for war at any time.

Last year, it was precisely this Liangshan camp that was targeted by the "Fake King" and rebelled, but was ultimately defeated due to the intervention of Princess Diyang.

Seeing that Prime Minister Yuan did not move, Concubine Li Jia frowned slightly and was about to urge him.

After some hesitation, seeing that things had come to this point, the arrow was on the string -

Prime Minister Yuan fiercely unfolded the black-background, gold-embroidered imperial edict in his hand, but fell silent when he was about to read it aloud.

It was indeed an edict to depose the crown prince, but this edict also had a second half.

Enough to be fatal.