Reborn and married to uncle, husband and wife teamed up to abuse scum.

After sending them to the carriage and watching them leave, Tang Mo helped Xin An get on his own carriage and prepared to go back. On the way, Tang Mo couldn't help but take credit again, "How is it, my arrangement is not bad, it won't be awkward when you go to the Shuihua Banquet knowing these people."

Then he moved closer to Xin An and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "You must have known them before. If you knew what they would encounter and helped them in advance, wouldn't you have a good relationship with them?"

Xin An glanced sideways, "Those are all your brothers, are you planning it?"

Tang Mo smiled and said, "What kind of calculation is this? You are not little kids anymore. The maintenance of a relationship is all about what you give me and what I give you. There is no need for so many twists and turns. If you can help them, the relationship will be more solid."

Xin An thought for a moment, "The one from the Xie family didn't live long. It seems that she was ill. I don't know the details. I wasn't familiar with them before."

"It should be said that they disliked me in the past mainly because of you."

"She doesn't look good tonight."

Tang Mo was stunned. "I heard that her health has not been very good. If she is really seriously ill and can't be cured, it's really a pity."

It would be no problem for the Xie family to hire an imperial physician, and they are relatively wealthy, so they must have hired famous doctors for treatment. If the disease still cannot be cured, there is nothing the two of them can do, as this is beyond human control.

The carriage jolted suddenly, and Tang Mo hurried to help Xin An, but his handlebars were hit. Lai Lai said outside that there was a pothole on the road, but it was dark and no one saw it. Tang Mo did not blame him and let him continue driving.

He didn't know where he had been touched by the bump, but something suddenly occurred to Tang Mo. After being stunned for a moment, he looked around like a thief and whispered in Xin An's ear, "You've lived a long time. Will the next emperor be the prince?"

I regret it so much. I have been back for so long but I have not thought about such an important issue. All day long I am either staring at Tang Rong or thinking about how to gain a foothold in the Beiya Army. I forgot that I can take a shortcut.

Xin An understood what he meant almost instantly. Not to mention Tang Mo, she hadn't expected to come here either. Her vision was too limited and her eyesight was too narrow. Her heart was beating faster and faster, "You..."

She stroked her chest and let out a breath, trying to calm herself down. In her previous life, she was a woman in the harem, and what she dealt with most were trivial matters in the mansion and those things in the backyards of each family. She knew too little about the affairs of the court, especially after Tang Mo passed away, Tang Rong's heart went to Tao Yiran, and he rarely talked to her about the affairs of the court.

But even if it was the news about the backyard, after so many decades, she might not be able to remember much now. She could only remember a little bit when she met people.

But it is still clear who the emperor is, except...

"I'm timid, don't scare me."

Tang Mo was nervous and excited. He couldn't help but move closer to Xin An. The two of them sat almost close to each other and lowered their voices. "I mean, without your help, Tang Rong's future will definitely be difficult. We only need to use a little trick to make him flustered. There is really nothing to be afraid of. We should look elsewhere."

"We should have greater ambitions. Didn't we say before that we should look forward?"

Xin An didn't say anything else. Tang Mo rubbed the sweat off his palms, his heart almost flying out of his chest. He felt as if the merit of following the dragon was right in front of him. He began to imagine his glorious moments. When he thought about how Tang Rong would have to be very careful when talking to him in the future, and how his biased father would have to put on a smile before talking to him, and speak softly and flatter him, that scene was just too comfortable...

After getting off the carriage, Xin An's legs went weak. If Tang Mo hadn't been quick to support him, he would have been embarrassed.

The two of them walked straight to Qiushi Courtyard without saying a word. The night breeze calmed them down. After washing up, they sat cross-legged on the bed facing each other. After a long while, Xin An said, "I'm timid, really."

Tang Mo held her shoulders and said, "You have experienced a house raid. What else is there to be afraid of? Could there be a worse consequence than a house raid?"

There was another long silence afterwards. Xin An was torn between her conscience and her desires. She subconsciously wanted to avoid things she had never done before, but there was also a voice telling her that she should take this step. She couldn't just come back and see the two people next door in such a mess.

Tang Mo lowered his voice and said, "Listen to me, there is no need to be nervous about this matter. You know the result. We can just get in touch with each other quietly. Just treat it as a normal friendship. We can lend a hand at the critical moment. There will be no danger."

"I think if my father-in-law were here, he would agree. If we manage well, the Xin family may change its status, which is better than needing a backer now."

He knew how to convince Xin An. Xin An certainly wanted the Xin family to change its fortune. Times were tough, and merchants with mountains of gold and silver were just children holding golden bowls in the eyes of the powerful. They had no power to resist at all. Otherwise, she wouldn't have to marry into the Marquis's Mansion from thousands of miles away, and his father wouldn't have to fawn on everyone after becoming extremely wealthy.

It took her only a few breaths to figure this out. After all, she was not alone now. She leaned forward and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "It was the Second Prince. I remember that on the second day after the Emperor passed away, he led his troops to force the palace and won the battle against the Crown Prince. At that time, the capital was under martial law for a month."

"I don't know the details, but the queen is now the second prince's wife. She was able to win with the help of her father-in-law."

"If I approach the Second Prince's wife, I'm sure I can stand in front of her. After all, my father is rich, and if the Second Prince wants to accomplish something, he must have money. But if we act rashly, I'm afraid we won't be able to control it. This is like courting death. If it works, it's good, but I'll just take advantage of it and put it aside."

There is a very realistic problem, that is, neither of them has any strong wisdom. The only advantage is that they have more experience than others and know some results in advance, but the process requires careful planning. Xin An is worried that even the combined brains of the two of them will not be enough.

"Just tell me, is this something you can do or something I can do? I can kill the two people next door, but this is a little difficult for me."

Tang Mo pondered for a moment, and finally set the tone for the two of them to act, which was to not be proactive or stand out, but to approach normally with a purpose, not seeking the greatest credit, but seeking someone who had a good impression and made contributions without attracting attention.

Xin An rolled his eyes. "Just say that I'm mediocre. I can do this job. It's still seven or eight years before it happens. I'll take my time."

After slowly calming down, he laughed to himself, "When I was in the carriage, I thought I would have to take up my sword and go into battle tomorrow. I was so panicked that I almost became a weakling. Do you know how that feels?"

He lowered his voice to the lowest level, "I feel like you're going to take me with you to rebel."

Tang Mo was dumbfounded on the spot, and then he laughed, "I drank a little, but I'm not crazy."

rebel?

What a creative idea.