After a long silence, she asked, "Xiao Jiu, you decide what they owe you."

Jiang Qingwan was somewhat annoyed.

Isn't this putting Mo Yunhan on the hot seat?

This old man, I don't know why my senior brother saved him.

They even went so far as to expose the whereabouts of the Zhuge Clan.

She retorted directly.

"If you want to kill, then kill. Why bother asking Mo Yunhan? What do you expect him to say?"

The old eunuch hurriedly reminded him.

"Ninth Prince's Consort, you are a junior."

Jiang Qingwan scoffed, "I can refuse this junior position. Some people are unkind as fathers, untrustworthy as husbands, and unrighteous as rulers, and yet others are not allowed to speak out?"

The old eunuch nearly fainted.

The retired emperor's face was already pale and sallow, and now it looked even worse.

Inside the hall, you could hear a pin drop.

The Imperial Guards standing at the palace gate looked at each other in bewilderment.

This Ninth Princess Consort is too audacious; how dare she speak to the Emperor Emeritus like that?

At that moment, Mo Yunhan took Jiang Qingwan's small hand.

He bowed slightly to the Emperor Emeritus.

"This medicine is the last thing your son can do for you. From this day forward, I relinquish my military and political duties, request to enter my fiefdom, and will never return to the palace. I earnestly hope that Father and my elder brother will grant my request."

Jiang Qingwan was stunned.

"Mo Yunhan, you..."

Mo Yunhan gently shook his head at her.

"I am willing to protect the people of the Great Zhou, but I have no intention of getting involved in the power struggles."

Jiang Qingwan smiled gently.

She let him take her hand and they left side by side.

Neither the Red Armor Guards nor the Imperial Guards dared to stop them.

As soon as they stepped out of the palace gate, Zheng Qing immediately went to greet them.

"Yun Han..."

"Let's talk about it when we get back to the manor."

Mo Yunhan gestured for him to keep quiet.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation at this moment.

Everyone was logged out.

Looking at the Empress Dowager lying flat on the ground and the Emperor bowing his head in silence, the retired Emperor felt his blood surging in his chest, and he wanted to spit out a breath but couldn't.

After a deathly silence, he waved his hand.

"With death comes the debt, so give your mother a proper burial. In this Great Zhou Dynasty... you will still be the most respected."