Qi Che's expression suddenly changed.

"Your Highness, are you going to fake the imperial decree?"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Qingluan suddenly took out a bright yellow scroll from her sleeve - it was an imperial edict.

"Master Yun, do you think that your father's will has no influence on Youzhou City?"

These words were like a heavy hammer, causing Qi Che's breathing to stop.

Even the imperial edict was ready. It turned out that I had already fallen into her trap.

She showed weakness on purpose in order to let herself relax her guard, just for this moment, when the imperial edict arrived, she could deal with the White Lotus Sect with justification and take over Youzhou!

"You...had planned this long ago?"

I have to say that this move of cutting off the source of the problem is really extremely clever.

Qi Che stared at the imperial edict intently, with dark waves surging in his eyes.

If this is true, then the Third Prince's business over the years...

Chu Qingluan chuckled and said, "Mr. Yun, it's too late for you to understand it now."

Fortunately, she brought the Phoenix Feather Guards with her to the hunting ground. Even at the last moment when she fell into the trap, she did not forget to make a gesture, signaling the Phoenix Feather Guards in the dark not to act rashly.

If she hadn't taken advantage of the situation, how could she have known that her good brother, the emperor, had such ambitions in private?

Soon, the matter alarmed the local prefectural government, as well as the garrison troops and other officials in Youzhou City.

When everyone heard that the legitimate princess of the current dynasty suddenly appeared in Langanju and was almost accidentally injured by the White Lotus Sect, they immediately rushed to Langanju to apologize without stopping.

A quarter of an hour later, Chu Qingluan sat upright on the main seat in the main hall, looking down at the officials kneeling on the ground in front of her, her phoenix eyes full of majesty.

Prefect Zhao Dequan led a group of officials to kneel on the ground with their foreheads resting on the bluestone floor.

"Your humble servant greets Her Royal Highness the Princess."