Reborn to marry, she no longer wants to be the young master's mother

Xie Chaochao looked ahead in silence, not even wanting to say anything.

Anyway, no matter what, the emperor's affairs have nothing to do with my affairs, and what the other party wants to do has nothing to do with me, so why should I care so much?

Chu Heng and Long Bo would naturally be able to tell the difference and help me deal with these things, so I wouldn't have to care so much. But for some reason I still felt particularly panicked, and even afraid that these two people would leave me.

Xie Chaochao couldn't help but grit his teeth, then chased after them. Unfortunately, no one could see that they had run so far without carrying him on their backs.

Xie Chaochao was really about to be angry to death, but now he didn't know what to say, so he could only stomp his feet hard on the spot.

Chu Heng and Long Bo are already on their way to look for the emperor. We don't know whether this information is true or false, but we are still willing to go and take a look, otherwise it would be bad if something happens in the end.

Chu Heng heard the idea and turned to look at Long Bo.

"The situation here is indeed a little bad, and I don't know how to deal with it, but I don't think it should be a big problem. Anyway, the emperor didn't expect to survive, so why don't we give him a hand? You also know this, right?"

How could Long Bo not know?

He was still smiling happily at the side.

"Of course I know. If it's according to my opinion, I think we can definitely help and let the emperor die sooner?"

Chu Heng felt that this made perfect sense.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Then they went out together and looked for the emperor. Unfortunately, they couldn't find him no matter how hard they looked. They had no idea where this panicked man had gone.

Chu Heng didn't know where to look for it.

Suddenly, you were stunned on the street?

Long Bo did not give up, but whistled with tears in his eyes. Then a few people came out of the darkness and looked at them calmly.

"Long Bo! General Chu! It's been a long time since we last met!"

As night fell, the wind, with its biting chill, raged over the ancient imperial city, as if even the heavens and the earth had changed color. The heavy red door of Long Bo's mansion slowly opened, and a figure in a black robe and with a stern face stepped out of the threshold. It was Long Bo, a minister with great prestige in the court and the public, who was well versed in the ways of power. His steps were steady and rapid, and every step seemed to step on the heartstrings of the people, stirring up layers of ripples.

"Your Majesty, how is he...?" Long Bo's voice was deep and powerful, penetrating the darkness and reaching the heart of the informant who was accompanying him. The informant had a pale face and flickering eyes, obviously carrying a heavy secret and pressure. He lowered his head and spoke in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Reporting to Long Bo, I... I have tried to find out from many sources, but to no avail. There is not even a clue about the whereabouts and condition of the emperor."

When Long Bo heard this, a barely perceptible cloud passed through his brows, but he quickly suppressed his emotions, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through all the falsehoods in the world. "So, you must know something, right?" His tone was filled with unquestionable majesty, as if the informant would immediately face unbearable consequences if he concealed anything.

The informant trembled, but finally mustered up the courage. His voice was soft but very clear: "Mr. Long, although I have not been able to find out the whereabouts of the emperor, some ominous rumors are circulating in the palace. It is said that the emperor is...he is terminally ill, and the imperial doctors are helpless and can no longer save him. The entire imperial city is shrouded in a thick haze, and the people are panicked and at a loss."

As soon as these words came out, the air around them seemed to freeze, and even the wind seemed to stop breathing at this moment. Long Bo's pupils suddenly shrank, and he took a deep breath, trying to calm the turbulent waves in his heart. He knew that at this moment, not only his personal fate, but also the direction of the entire dynasty, was hanging by a thread.

"What a 'terminal illness', what a 'no cure'!" Long Bo's voice echoed in the night, with a bit of sadness and determination, "Pass the order down, gather the think tanks in the palace immediately, we need to make plans early, no matter how bumpy the road ahead is, we must do our best to ensure the stability of our dynasty and the peace of the people!"

As Long Bo's orders were issued, Long Bo's mansion quickly became busy in the night, with bright lights and shadows of people. All of this foreshadowed the coming storm.

As night fell, the lights in the Forbidden City flickered, illuminating the palace that was surging in silence. The emperor was in poor health and was in a critical condition. The imperial doctors came in and out, but could only shake their heads and sigh helplessly. The entire imperial city was shrouded in an atmosphere of depression and despair.

At this critical moment, a pair of eyes in the dark flashed with a cold light. It was Chu Heng, a powerful official who was thinking that if he could take this opportunity to directly eliminate the sick emperor, he would be able to ascend to the sky in one step and gain supreme power. His fingers gently stroked the sharp dagger at his waist. Every time he touched it, he seemed to hear the sound of his heartbeat accelerating. It was the desire for power and the trembling of unknown risks.

However, just as Chu Heng was about to take that decisive step, a low and majestic voice sounded in his ears: "No, wait a moment." The person who spoke was a mysterious old man known as "Long Bo" in the world. He was dressed in a black robe, his face hidden in the night, but his eyes seemed to be able to see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

Chu Heng turned around, his face uncertain, but due to Long Bo's prestige and wisdom, he barely suppressed the impulse in his heart. "Why? If we don't get rid of him now, when will we?" His voice was mixed with reluctance and eagerness.

Long Bo smiled slightly, and there was something unfathomable in that smile. "You know, the grievances and disputes in the imperial family are often more complicated than those in the martial arts world. The emperor is seriously ill, and the forces in the court are ready to make a move. If you take action now, it is hard to guarantee that it is not a trap set by others, intending to lure you into the trap and get rid of you in one fell swoop." His words were as cold as ice, but every word was precious, which made Chu Heng shudder.

Chu Heng was silent for a moment, and various possibilities flashed through his mind. In the end, he had to admit that what Long Bo said was true. He took a deep breath, suppressed his inner restlessness, and his eyes became firm and deep. "Okay, I'll listen to you, but if I miss this opportunity, what will happen in the future?"

Long Bo gently patted Chu Heng's shoulder, his gesture was both comforting and urging. "The world is like a game of chess, each game is new. As long as we have enough patience and wisdom, we can always find a way out. Remember, true strength does not depend on temporary gains and losses, but on long-term layout and planning."

After that, Long Bo's figure slowly merged into the night, leaving only a meaningful sentence echoing in Chu Heng's ears: "If it is a conspiracy, you and I must act carefully and not let the desire for power blind our eyes."