Rebirth of Her Royal Highness the Princess

Meanwhile, the mysterious man in Jing State sat in an elegant attic, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked calmly, "What has the King of Xuan done recently?"

The subordinate standing beside him bowed his head respectfully and replied: "My lord, King Xuan has been secretly counterfeiting the country's currency recently, trying to disrupt the market order. And his eldest brother, King Kang, is investigating the case of counterfeit currency with all his strength and seems to have noticed it."

After hearing this, the mysterious man sneered: "Oh, I thought King Xuan was a smart guy, but I didn't expect him to be such a stupid guy." He paused and continued: "To forge counterfeit money so blatantly is to seek death. Once it is discovered, not only will you lose the support of the people, but you may also bring disaster upon yourself."

After saying that, the mysterious man picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

"It's better to let them fight among themselves and we can reap the benefits." The subordinate suggested.

"Go and tell King Kang the news that King Xuan is making counterfeit coins. Make it clean." The mysterious man's half-closed eyes opened instantly, revealing a fierce light.

"Yes!" the subordinate replied and turned to leave.

In the Jing Kingdom's royal family, in Xinya Palace, an imperial concubine wearing a bright gold-threaded dress and a cloud-like skirt with scattered flowers sat in the main hall. She raised her head slightly, revealing her fair and slender neck and delicate collarbone. The dress on her body sparkled with dazzling light, as if telling of her noble identity and status.

Below her sat a man in a moon-white brocade robe. His face was picturesque, his eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were cold and arrogant, and he exuded an aura that made people dare not approach him, but made people want to take a few more glances. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, revealing an indescribable confidence and composure.

"Mother, my father is not feeling well now. Do you have any ideas?" The man's voice was deep and magnetic, as if it could penetrate people's hearts. His eyes fell on the Imperial Concubine, with a hint of concern in his eyes.

The Imperial Concubine smiled slightly and said softly, "Don't worry, my son. Your Majesty is a lucky man and will be safe." Her voice was soft and pleasant, making people feel comfortable and warm like a spring breeze.

The man nodded in agreement. He knew that his mother was always smart and wise, and was deeply loved and trusted by his father. She must have had a plan to deal with it.

After a moment of silence, the man spoke again, "However, my father's illness this time may cause unrest and turmoil in the court and the country. We must be fully prepared just in case."

The Imperial Concubine nodded slightly, with a hint of admiration in her eyes. She knew that her son was not only handsome, but also talented and thoughtful, and was the best candidate to inherit the throne.

"My son is right." The Imperial Concubine slowly stood up and walked to the window to look into the distance. Outside the window, the sun was shining, the trees were shady, and the scene was full of vitality. But her heart was filled with worry and uneasiness.

"The situation now is complicated and changeable, and various forces are ready to make a move. We must be careful and not let anyone take advantage of the opportunity." The imperial concubine turned around and said to the man.

The man frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. He knew very well the cruelty and ruthlessness of court struggles, and that if he was not careful, he might be doomed.

"Mother, I understand. But how should we deal with it now?" The man looked at the imperial concubine with firm eyes. He knew that at this moment they must unite and face the upcoming challenges together.

The Imperial Concubine opened her red lips and said, "We need to hold our troops in place for now and observe the movements of all parties. At the same time, we must also strengthen the guards in the palace to ensure the safety of Your Majesty."

"In addition," the Imperial Concubine paused for a moment, "we can use this opportunity to eliminate some dissidents. But we have to do it secretly and not cause too much trouble."

The man nodded slightly. He understood what the imperial concubine meant. In this game of power, they could not show any mercy or softness.

"Also," the Imperial Concubine continued, "you should also consider your marriage. Finding a suitable woman to be your princess will not only consolidate your position, but also provide us with a boost."

The man frowned slightly. He didn't want to get married so early, but he knew that what the imperial concubine said made sense. Marriage is sometimes a political means.

"Don't worry, mother. I will consider it carefully." The man replied.

The imperial concubine nodded with satisfaction. She believed that her son would make the right choice.