After the noble lady was reborn, the whole mansion begged her for forgiveness

Qi Qiyuan bowed and reported: "Your Highness, rest assured, the situation is under control. I have secretly deployed doctors with excellent medical skills and sent them to the southern border. Perhaps they can find a solution."

After he finished speaking, he quietly peeked at Long Kui, and saw the moonlight as delicate as a thread, penetrating the window lattice and gently spreading on Long Kui's face that was pale as snow, adding a bit of otherworldly air to it, and also reflecting the tenacity and loneliness hidden deep in his heart.

Qi Qiyuan had complicated emotions. He felt deep sympathy for the suffering Long Kui had endured, but was also filled with strong indignation towards the manipulators behind the scenes.

He tried to calm down and continued to report: "Since the doctor left, I have noticed that there are people from the Cui family, the second prince, and even..."

He paused deliberately and stared at Long Kui's reaction.

"And there are the shadow guards of the emperor, right?"

Long Kui smiled calmly, and that smile contained endless vicissitudes and bitterness, as if he had seen through all the conspiracies and calculations in the world. His tone was calm, but it could not hide the magnificent waves in his heart, which was a struggle against the injustice of fate and the complex emotions intertwined with family affection.

"That's right. The shadow guards around your majesty have also been quietly involved in this silent fight."

Qi Qiyuan responded in a low voice, his eyes full of worry. He knew very well that this was not only a matter of life and death, but also a profound confrontation between power and family affection.

As the solid support of Concubine Zhang, the Cui family's actions are naturally closely connected with the internal strife of the royal family; and as Long Kui's biological father, the emperor's behavior is even more confusing and speculative.

As the fog gradually dissipated, Long Kui and Qi Qiyuan both realized that they were in the eye of the storm, surrounded by dangers. One wrong step would lead to eternal damnation.

However, no matter how rough the road ahead is, they will go forward hand in hand, vowing to uncover the truth in the dark and restore order to the world. The two had an in-depth conversation, planning the follow-up matters one by one to ensure that nothing goes wrong. Qi Qiyuan pondered for a moment, with a solemn look between his brows, and continued: "Regarding the incident of my grandmother's last danger, I have personally gone to the dark to investigate. In fact, the cold forces on the border of Xiliang colluded with the treacherous officials in the court, trying to take this opportunity to weaken my military power. Although those treacherous people are cunning and changeable, everything in the world has cause and effect. Whoever makes trouble in secret will eventually not escape the law. I know the twists and turns in this matter."

When Long Kui heard this, a complex look flashed in his eyes. The bits of information that Qi Qiyuan had previously revealed had now taken root in his heart, and doubts were spreading rapidly like spring weeds.

But on second thought, with the Crown Prince and the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion as strong backing, finding the hidden clues would be like dispelling darkness with light; although it is not easy, it is not impossible.

Unexpectedly, Long Kui smiled indifferently, with a hint of rebelliousness and determination in his smile: "The fog is thick, and it takes wisdom to penetrate it; after seeing the truth, we should act vigorously. This storm has not only caused unrest in your Shen Mansion, but also undercurrents in my deep palace. Many demons and monsters are ready to move because of this storm."

At this moment, his words were like the sharpest ice blade in the dead of winter in the north. Every word carried a biting chill, causing the air around him to solidify in an instant, as if even time was shocked by this force and stagnated for a moment.

"Instead of waiting for the situation to change and letting those invisible arrows quietly weave into a web in the dark, why don't we become the light of dawn and take the initiative to attack and nip those hidden crises in the bud one by one? Even if the mastermind behind the scenes is hiding in the underworld, we will fearlessly cut off the thorns in front of us one by one and make sure that they have nowhere to hide!"

Every word of Long Kui's was of great weight, echoing in the hall, striking directly into the soul of every person present, and shaking their hearts.

When Qi Qiyuan heard this, he felt mixed emotions, like fallen leaves blown by a strong wind, restless and difficult to calm down.

He knew very well that if it were not for his cousin Long Kui's keen insight and timely discovery of the carefully arranged conspiracy, the safety of his grandmother and cousins ​​would be like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

By then, even if he died a martyr, it would be difficult to wash away this sin, and he would not be able to face the earnest expectations and trust of his uncle and cousin's family in the afterlife.

There was deathly silence in the hall, except for the heavy and powerful heartbeats of the two people, which echoed in the empty space like a war drum, inspiring each other's resolve.

Long Kui's eyes suddenly became deep, as if he was recalling something. He whispered to Qi Qiyuan, "In the afternoon, I will step into the Taiji Palace to report to my father on the preparations for the Spring Banquet. My father is suspicious, so I need to be cautious in this trip, using subtle coughs as a guide to cleverly guide the topic, so as not to fall into a trap."

Speaking of the Spring Banquet, Qi Qiyuan's heart tightened involuntarily, and that peerless face emerged involuntarily in his mind - Zhang Yingchun. She was not only the jewel in the crown of the General Protector of the Country's Mansion, but also had a close connection with the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. Her noble status and outstanding talent had long been spread throughout the capital and became a legend in the hearts of countless people.

Now, as the day of the selection draws closer, Qi Qiyuan can't help but worry about her safety, fearing that the emperor, who is high above her, will become wary of her because her brilliance is too dazzling and will do something bad to her.

However, Long Kui did not notice the subtle changes in Qi Qiyuan's heart. He took a sip of the fragrant tea and continued, "Although the emperor seems to be tolerant of everything on the surface, Zhang Yingchun's identity is too special. I am afraid it will be difficult for her to escape the emperor's calculations this time. What's more, the second prince came to the palace to visit Concubine Zhang in the afternoon. During the conversation, he seemed to mention the Spring Banquet and Zhang Yingchun's marriage intentionally or unintentionally. Although he did not go into detail, the information revealed was enough to make people alert. There must be a secret behind this."

Upon hearing this, Qi Qiyuan clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turned white from the force, his mind was full of thoughts, but it seemed as if he was shrouded in a fog, making it difficult to see the road ahead.

He knew very well how heavy the burden on his shoulders was, and he had to take every step carefully. If he was not careful, he might be doomed.

After a brief and solemn conversation, Qi Qiyuan stood up to say goodbye, and Long Kui also stood up and saw him off to the outside of the hall.

Looking at his cousin's receding back, Long Kui's eyelids slowly drooped, a subtle complex emotion flashed in his eyes, he whispered: "Qiyuan, the burden on your shoulders is like a mountain pressing down on your head, but please remember that time waits for no one, don't let the waste of time let down your youth, and don't let the fleeting opportunity slip quietly through your fingers. The road ahead still needs you to walk and break through by yourself."

Qi Qiyuan's figure paused slightly, but he did not look back. Only a firm and resolute back was left behind. Under the cover of the night, he slowly merged into the deep and unfathomable darkness, like a lone wolf about to embark on a journey, fearless and determined.