When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

After Su Jinyan left, Qin Yuechuan was still thinking that some things were really inevitable.

However, since he already knew the final outcome, it would be impossible for him to let the villains succeed.

But the primary issue now is how to let the emperor know that the final outcome of this matter will not be what he expected.

While he was thinking, Xu Xinyue had returned to the cave without him noticing.

She didn't say anything, but when her footsteps approached, Qin Yuechuan noticed it, turned his head and asked with a smile: "Did Yueyue catch any fish?"

"..."

She didn't go fishing, she just sat outside for a while.

Not wanting to continue this topic, Xu Xinyue walked to his side and asked, "I saw you in a daze just now. What were you thinking about? Did you have an unpleasant conversation with that person?"

Qin Yuechuan raised his hand, probably wanting to touch her. Seeing this, Xu Xinyue naturally put her hand into his palm and bent down to sit beside him.

She wrapped her arms around one of his and rested her head on his shoulder.

Qin Yuechuan really liked Xu Xinyue's little dependent gesture, and the smile on his face deepened: "On the contrary, it's quite harmonious."

Qin Yuechuan told Xu Xinyue every detail of his conversation with Su Jinyan just now.

Apart from helping him seize the throne, this matter was too dangerous, so he thought it would be better for Xu Xinyue to know less about it.

The amount of information was too much for a moment, and Xu Xinyue was a little surprised and speechless: "He is... from Nanyuan..."

Xu Xinyue subconsciously thought of He Xuehuai. When she first returned to Kyoto, she had probably heard about the rumors and turmoil that He Xuehuai had experienced because of his involvement with Nan Yuan.

I can't help but feel a little worried: "His identity is sensitive. If he is accidentally exposed and gets in touch with you, I'm afraid he will be framed by someone with ulterior motives."

Qin Yuechuan gently pinched her cheek with his other hand: "It's okay, I know what's going on, Yueyue doesn't have to worry. Besides, he knows that his identity in Beixuan is really special, so in order to protect himself, he won't get involved with me too much on the surface."

Xu Xinyue didn't say anything, so Qin Yuechuan asked her, "Does Yueyue have any other thoughts about this?"

Xu Xianyue said: "Not really, I think what you said makes sense. Although marriage is one of the princess's missions, it is really not worth it compared to Nanyuan."

"Why should we make wedding clothes for others?"

"Since you have such a plan, you should have a chance of winning, right?"

Knowing that he might have to go to the battlefield in the future, Xu Xinyue still couldn't help but worry about him. After all, swords have no eyes, and that's no joke.

"Well, yes, Nanyuan is a bit difficult to deal with, but he is not invincible."

This time, he will definitely remove this dog-skin plaster that has been stuck on Bei Xuan again and again.

Xu Xinyue looked at Qin Yuechuan, her face full of confusion: "I just feel a little strange."

"Well, what's weird?"

"Qin Yuechuan, why are you so sure that the envoy is proposing a marriage alliance? He doesn't even consider anything else."

"It's like it was foreseen."

This feeling was similar to what he had experienced in the last wild fight. Qin Yuechuan seemed determined to get the Hanyang Grass.

Even before taking her painkillers, she seemed to be fully prepared for the situation to come.

It seemed as if he had never considered the consequences of failure.

Even without her advice, I am confident of achieving final victory.

At first, I just thought he was confident, fearless and in control of the overall situation, which is common among those in power.

However, as they got along better, Xu Xinyue discovered that Qin Yuechuan was not always in control of everything. Sometimes he was just like an ordinary person, getting anxious and at a loss.

It's especially evident in her.

Qin Yuechuan had never expected Xu Xinyue to ask this question. His arms were stiff and tense, and he unconsciously clenched his fists in his sleeves.

Xu Xinyue was unaware: "What's wrong? Is it something I shouldn't ask?"

"……no."

"I have considered many factors and found that marriage is indeed the fastest and most profitable way for Nanyuan now, so I am somewhat confident."

"is it?"

Xu Xinyue was still a little confused. Judging from the tone of his explanation just now, he was more than just a little bit sure.

"Ah."

He didn't know whether Xu Xinyue believed it or not, but she didn't ask any more questions after that.

Qin Yuechuan felt a little elated today because of Xu Xinyue's attentive care in every detail.

When I explained it to her, I actually overlooked this point. It would be fine if I explained it to Su Jinyan, but to Yueyue...

He changed the subject without leaving a trace: "I think we can go out after my eyes recover."

Xu Xinyue's attention was diverted, and she continued, "Well, I don't know what the situation is outside now. I'll have to ask Xuanyi when he comes back."

The outside world that Xu Xinyue mentioned was a mess.

Under pressure from above, Liu Ming, the Minister of Dali Temple, searched for clues everywhere day and night. It was a pity that this old man, who was about to retire, had to travel back and forth every day.

In his words, "Even if we can't find Prince Rong's whereabouts, we should at least pretend to be working hard so that we won't be criticized."

However, with his continuous efforts day and night, he still found some useful clues.

Even in the cleanest scene, there are bound to be minor omissions.

In the forest where Qin Yuechuan was once "assassinated", a piece of broken fragments stained with blood was found.

The black fabric is of high-quality material and has subtle patterns.

You can tell at first glance that this is not something ordinary people can possess.

This piece of cloth was originally very small, less than four fingers long and two fingers wide. It was found by Liu Ming's men after searching the woods for several times and finally in a bird's nest.

I don’t know if it was blown by the wind or carried away by a cold-resistant bird.

In Liu Ming's eyes, this was a major discovery. When his subordinates reported to him the fragments of cloth, he was so happy that he danced with joy.

"Finally, there is a clue. I can report the progress to my superiors for now!"

He turned the cloth over and over through his handkerchief to examine it carefully, and guessed: "This kind of material looks very valuable. If I'm right, it belongs to Prince Rong! The bloodstains on it are also most likely from Prince Rong! Keep looking!"

The subordinate said, "Sir, I followed the woods to the end and found a high cliff. I guess..."

Liu Ming paced back and forth several times.

"At the bottom of the cliff..."

He was looking forward to making some discoveries, but he also didn't want to find any more clues.

If anything is found, most likely King Rong is already dead. This matter will have to be investigated further until the mastermind is uncovered.

He is already at this age and just wants to live a peaceful life until retirement. He doesn't want to be involved in too much trouble.

But if I only rely on this small piece of cloth to report to the higher-ups, I won't be able to hold out for long.

These days, he has been almost breaking down his door by dealing with so many officials who come to inquire about the progress of Prince Rong's assassination.

Even people from the Ministry of Justice came many times.

He was so worried that his hair turned white again.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Investigate first. If you find any clues, report to me quietly!"

"Yes!" The guard withdrew in response, leaving only Liu Ming in the hall. He sighed deeply again: "Alas..."

Meanwhile, at the Xu Mansion, Xu Guanghai had just finished the funeral for Yang.

All the masters, concubines, young masters and young ladies sat sadly in the front hall.

The old lady had a dejected look on her face. Over the past six months, things had happened one after another in the Xu Mansion, and each blow had been more severe than the last.

At such an age, she had lost a son and sent away two daughters-in-law. Now, the huge Xu Mansion's finances fell back into her hands.

At her current age and with a sick body, how could she have the energy to support the Xu family?

Besides, the Xu Mansion is indeed not as good as before. She didn't even dare to think deeply whether this was a sign of the Xu Mansion's defeat.

On the contrary, the family that left the mansion lived a prosperous life and even married into a wealthy family.

I once thought it was a disaster and was eager to distance myself from it, but now it seems to be a gold nugget that was accidentally lost!

The old lady is now regretting so much that her heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys and intestines are all green.

She looked haggard, holding her forehead with one hand, and said weakly:

"Ms. Yang's funeral has been arranged. I don't know if the letter sent to the Yang family in Jiangnan has arrived. I think they will send someone over soon."

"There is something more important. Today, everyone will gather together to discuss how the Xu Mansion's household expenses should be managed."

She raised her eyes with great effort and coughed twice: "My health is not as good as before, and I really can't bear it for much longer. If you have any opinions, please feel free to tell me."

The whole audience was silent. No one said a word.

Today, the Xu family's household is no longer a popular commodity, but a hot potato.

Even the profit-conscious old lady is eager to get rid of it, how can it be a good business!