The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

As night fell again, the entire capital city became quiet.

The people who patrolled the capital at night were replaced by the Nine Cities Army, and there were also many more guards in front of the residences of several important officials.

The people seemed to smell the coming of a storm and closed their doors and windows. Before the curfew, there were far fewer people walking on the streets than usual.

In the Duke of England's mansion, Qiao, Jiang Wanbai, Jiang Fuyao and other younger generations were all in Chunhui Hall.

To be honest, Qiao was a little nervous.

Even someone as thick-skinned as her could notice that Jiang Zhiyue's entry into the palace this time was different from the past, not to mention Old Madam Yan and Jiang Wanbai and the others.

But Old Lady Yan was very patient and always treated everyone calmly.

Everything was done as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Wanbai couldn't suppress her worry on her face. She knew that now was the critical moment for the two kings to fight for the throne.

Although Jiang Fuyao looked calm, the anxiety in her eyes could not be hidden from Old Lady Yan.

They were having dinner at the moment, and Qiao, Jiang Wanbai and others had not eaten as much as the old lady.

After Old Lady Yan finished using it, she looked at everyone and said, "Now you are still stable, but you can't eat. If you really need something, do you expect an old woman like me to feed you?"

Old Madam Yan was rarely so angry, and Jiang Wanbai and the other juniors immediately stood up and apologized to the old madam.

The old lady looked at the children and said in a deep voice: "Even if the sky falls, there is still someone taller to hold it up. Why panic?"

After hearing what Old Lady Yan said, Mrs. Qiao felt much more at ease and she stood up to comfort the children.

The dinner was tasteless.

Old Madam Yan went into the inner room and sat quietly. Jiang Wanbai thought that she couldn't sit still in her own yard, so she just stayed beside her grandmother.

Not long after, Du Feng came hurriedly. Seeing Jiang Wanbai, Jiang Fuyao and several other young masters were there, he paused.

Old Lady Yan didn't even raise her head, "We are not outsiders, just tell us what you want to say."

Du Feng clasped his fists and said, "Something happened in the palace. The King of Wei said that the King of Xuan was plotting to murder Your Majesty. He is now in control of the palace and there is no other news."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanbai and Jiang Fuyao's faces turned pale.

Old Lady Yan suddenly put away the beads in her hand and looked at Du Feng sharply: "Is there any bad news?"

Jiang Wanbai murmured, "Is there any news worse than this..."

Old Lady Yan glanced at Jiang Wanbai and asked, "Did you see blood?"

Du Feng shook his head: "When the news came, there was no... now, I don't know now."

Old Lady Yan's heart sank. Since it was Prince Wei who took action, the Duke of Ying's Mansion would definitely be used as a target.

Pingzhang...

Old Lady Yan couldn't help but glance in the direction of the palace with worry, but soon she calmed down and said, "As the head of the guards of the Duke's Mansion, you must firmly guard the Duke of Ying's Mansion at this moment."

"Close the doors and windows, be on guard against scoundrels, divide the people into three groups and guard the doors of the mansion, regardless of the location, and make sure everyone has a weapon."

"Yishuang, go and call all the women in your family to Chunhui Hall. I will inconvenience you for a while in the next few days."

Qiao was also here, her face as white as a piece of paper.

After hearing Old Lady Yan's order, she stood up tremblingly, "Yes, mother."

Jiang Wanbai stood up immediately, "Mother, I will go with you."

"Mother, I'll go and invite the two concubines from the second house." Jiang Fuyao also stood up and said to Qiao.

Qiao hesitated for a moment and said, "Let Du Feng and Rong Zhuo go with you."

Old Lady Yan felt relieved when she saw that although Mrs. Qiao was afraid, she was still able to calmly complete the task she gave her.

After all, she has practiced it. Otherwise, if she still can't stand up in today's situation, there will be no place for her in this mansion in the future.

Responsibility is revealed in times of crisis.

Fortunately, both girls are good.

Old Lady Yan stroked the beads again, and said silently in her heart: You old man, if you are still alive in heaven, please protect our children and let them survive this disaster safely.

Along with the Duke of England’s Palace, the Prince of Fu’s Palace, the Yu Palace, and the Yan Palace were also busy.

Princess Fu was extremely uneasy. The prince was clearly going to the palace to attend court meetings as usual, so why were her eyelids twitching wildly?

When Prince Fu received the pigeon message from the Duke of Yingguo's palace, he immediately began to alert the palace.

Princess Fu understood almost instantly that someone might be launching a palace coup during this sensitive period.

"Lan Ning, where is Lan Ning?"

Princess Fu was very worried. Where was her daughter?

The Crown Prince's Consort turned around and ran, shouting, "Go to the door and stop the princess!"

I made an appointment with Miss Yu to go watch the moon today, so I absolutely cannot go out now!

Princess Fu also became anxious, but fortunately the Crown Prince's wife's people acted quickly and stopped Princess Lan Ning before she left.

Princess Lan Ning was still confused, so the Crown Prince's wife sent someone to the Yu Mansion to pass on a message and gave a few reminders.

Princess Lan Ning also realized that something might have happened.

She hurried back and saw Princess Fu rushing over. She hurriedly said, "Mother!"

"Shh!" Princess Fu signaled her not to speak, waved to the Crown Prince's wife, and went to the main hall together.

Princess Lan Ning's heart was pounding like thunder. Could it be that she had encountered such an exciting thing?

She could hardly suppress her curiosity about what had happened.

But when they arrived at the main hall of the main courtyard and heard that something had happened in the palace and her father was trapped in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Princess Lan Ning's curiosity immediately turned into worry.

"What should we do?" Princess Lan Ning blurted out: "If the Duke of England were still here..."

When Princess Lan Ning said this, everyone fell silent.

The Duke of Yingguo is the pillar of the country and a person whom Emperor Rong'an trusts extremely.

His prestige is extremely high. With him around, Ying Yan would definitely not dare to rebel!

……

Prince Wei Ying Yan had no idea at this moment that everyone in Prince Fu's mansion was sincerely hoping for his death.

He had now turned from the Hall of Supreme Harmony to the Hall of Wenhe.

Since Jiang Zhuo, Yan Rui and others want a legitimate reason so much, he will go and ask his father for an order now!

"Take people to search the palace for the imperial decree that my father appointed the crown prince and deal with it later."

After learning from Yan Rui that Emperor Rong'an had already appointed a crown prince, the King of Wei calmed down.

Regardless of whether his father appoints a crown prince or not, Ying Shuo no longer has that opportunity.

Arriving at the Wenhe Hall, the King of Wei looked at Yue Hao and asked, "What's going on inside?"

Yue Hao clasped his fists and responded: "The old doctor is treating your majesty, and the queen is here too."

The King of Wei nodded and walked inside.

There was a smell of blood in the Wenhe Hall, and he frowned subconsciously.

The Concubine Chen sat indifferently on the chair, and kneeling in front of her was a young eunuch who served the emperor with writing materials.

"Where is the imperial edict? Tell me!"

The Concubine Chen looked at him coldly, with an especially arrogant look in her eyes.

The young eunuch was trembling with fear. Looking at the dead young eunuch in front of him, he shook his head repeatedly: "I really don't know..."

"Slave, I know!"

Haixian watched as a young eunuch serving tea raised his hand and pointed at the plaque on the imperial desk.