The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!

"You rebellious son!" Liu Motian didn't expect Liu Rufeng to dare to oppose him at this time, and his eyes widened in anger, "What's the difference between a prince's consort and a concubine? If we don't do this, how can we win over the Marquis of Rongguo and use him for our own benefit?"

"Father, when has our Jing'an Palace ever needed help from others? Is it worth it to win over a mere Marquis of Rongguo like this?" Liu Rufeng straightened his back, ignoring the pain in his back, and argued with Liu Motian.

"You don't understand your father's painstaking efforts at all." Liu Motian was exhausted physically and mentally, rubbing his temple and whispering, "Do you know why I want to win over the court forces?"

"I don't know, please tell me clearly, father!" Liu Rufeng asked with his eyes wide open, looking puzzled.

Liu Motian pondered for a moment, dismissed all the servants in the hall, and whispered to Liu Rufeng: "That is to accomplish something earth-shaking."

He paused for a moment and lowered his voice: "Thinking back then, I risked my life on the battlefield to ensure that the emperor ascended the throne."

"Although the emperor has given me endless wealth and glory, I have 50,000 elite soldiers under my command. The emperor is already wary of me and is secretly monitoring and guarding against me. It is hard to say when the Jing'an Palace will be destroyed, and you and I will become the dead souls under the sword."

"In this case, why should I swallow my anger any longer? Since I was able to protect him and make him the emperor, I can also drive him off the throne now. It is time for me to sit on the throne!"

King Jing'an said this, his eyes gleaming with ambition.

Liu Rufeng was stunned as he listened.

Could it be that the father wants to...

Treason?!

When he thought of these two words, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

Treason is a serious crime punishable by the death of nine generations of the clan. Once you fail, everything will be in vain!

"Father, please think twice. This is treason!" Liu Rufeng grabbed the corner of Liu Motan's clothes and said anxiously.

"Humph, so what if he was plotting treason!" Liu Motian's eyes were full of sarcasm. "The emperor back then was just a poor prince. If I hadn't helped him to 'plot treason', he wouldn't have been able to rule Dazhen. Now he's enjoying being the emperor, and has completely forgotten how I risked my life to protect him!"

"I have everything ready now, and I am sure to win." Liu Motian said confidently, "After everything is done, I will be the new generation emperor, and you will be the crown prince of the East Palace."

The Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace?

Liu Rufeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he began to carefully calculate the pros and cons in his mind.

My father is so brave and good at fighting, and he has many elite soldiers and generals under his command. There is a great possibility that he will succeed in seizing the throne in the end.

At that time, it would be natural for him to ascend to the honorable position of crown prince.

The crown prince is the future emperor. The status of the prince of Jing'an cannot compare to the noble status of the crown prince.

Moreover, the prince is surrounded by beautiful women all the time and can get whatever he wants. In this case, why should he care about who to marry as his consort?

As expected of a father, this is a wise decision.

He thought so happily that his mouth was drooling unknowingly.

Retracting his thoughts, he quickly approached Liu Motian and said, "Father, I am ignorant. Next, I will do as you say about marrying the Crown Prince's Consort!"

Liu Motian was very pleased to see that Liu Rufeng had come to his senses so quickly: "Well, when you recover from your injury, we will go to the Rongguo Marquis' Mansion to discuss the marriage."

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Before we knew it, midsummer was already halfway through in the capital.

On this day, in a private room on the second floor of a teahouse on the bustling West Street, two young men from wealthy families were leisurely sipping tea.

"Xuanlin, you didn't tell me when you returned to Beijing from Ningyuan Temple. I thought you were seriously injured and I almost never saw you again." Gu Boyan said angrily while playing with the white jade teacup in his hand.

"Cough cough——" Song Xuanlin was about to raise the teacup to drink it all, but was choked and coughing by Gu Boyan's words.

"You have followed your father to learn business for two or three years. Why are you still as outspoken as you were in childhood?" Song Xuanlin shook his head and laughed helplessly.

He gently put down the teacup, and through the window, his cold eyes looked again at the bun shop opposite the teahouse. At this moment, Wu Lin was busy in the shop.

"Didn't you tell me to keep an eye on every move of Jing'an Palace? This time I have made a major discovery." Gu Boyan gently waved the jade fan while keeping the secret, "Don't you want to know what I found in the palace?"

Song Xuanlin glanced at Gu Boyan's smug smile and said indifferently, "You are not talking about the emotional entanglement between Prince Jing'an and the Rong sisters. This matter has spread all over the capital."

"Oh, of course not!" Gu Boyan's smug look disappeared instantly, "How could I, the young master of the Gu family, only care about these romantic matters!"

As he spoke, he picked up the fan and covered his mouth with it. He leaned close to Song Xuanlin and lowered his voice and said, "I finally know where the goods that Wanshun Company brought from the southern region to the capital are hidden!"

"Oh?" Song Xuanlin raised his eyebrows slightly. Seeing that Gu Boyan's expression did not seem to be joking, he asked softly, "Where did King Jing'an hide the goods?"

"It's in Prince Jing'an's Palace."

"really?"

"It's absolutely true!" Gu Boyan said confidently, "I have worked tirelessly these days to find various excuses to enter Prince Jing'an's mansion, and walked back and forth in the mansion courtyard, and finally found something strange."

He swallowed and continued, "The layout of the buildings on the ground floor of the palace is not in accordance with common sense. In fact, it corresponds to the huge underground secret room of King Jing'an. The goods shipped by sea by Wanshun Trading Company are likely hidden in that secret room."

"Secret room?" Song Xuanlin frowned slightly, looking at Gu Boyan with a hint of suspicion, "Prince Jing'an is cautious in his actions. If there really is a secret room, how could it be easily discovered by others, let alone you."

"Xuanlin, how could you look down on me like that!" Gu Boyan said dissatisfiedly, "After all, I have learned a few moves from my uncle, and I have also studied this secret passage carefully, how could I be wrong!"

"But I didn't discover this secret room entirely by myself," Gu Boyan recalled. "That day during the Lotus Banquet, I was walking around in Prince Jing'an's Mansion and accidentally ran into Princess Yong'an from Rong Mansion. She was pushing a rockery with all her strength at the time. I was instantly inspired and understood the starting structure of the entire secret passage."

Gu Boyan's mouth was dry after talking for a while. He took a sip of tea and continued, "But it's strange. There are rumors in the capital that Princess Yong'an is about to die. But at the banquet that day, she was not only able to see that there was something wrong with the rockery, but she was also able to use her skills to push it away. She was also quite skilled and intelligent. Even the Prince of Jing'an couldn't do anything to her."

"Later, I saw that Prince Jing'an kept making things difficult for her. Since she inspired me to find the switch of the secret passage, I helped her out."

Song Xuanlin frowned slightly and asked, "Does Princess Yong'an know martial arts?"

"It's absolutely true," Gu Boyan nodded repeatedly, "Although I have almost forgotten the techniques and moves I learned before, but judging from the few moves she made, she definitely practiced martial arts."

"But what's strange is," Gu Boyan scratched his head and continued, "the martial arts moves of Princess Yong'an are very similar to the moves my uncle taught me. Could it be that the basic skills of you martial artists are all the same?"