As soon as Pan Yang returned to the door of his room, he saw Kong Zhouyang. The man was standing in the middle of the room looking at the door, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes when he saw Pan Yang.

"I heard there were assassins trying to kill you?" Kong Zhouyang asked hurriedly.

"Just a few assassins, didn't you go to the hunting grounds?" Fan Yang thought to himself, realizing that he hadn't seen him at the hunting grounds.

"No." Kong Zhouyang lowered his eyes: "These past few days I've been praying for the nation's fate, and I can't bear to see bloodshed."

Pan Yang was pushed into the room: "The fate of the nation? Then I'm afraid the fate of the nation will be very bad." After all, there is still someone here who has been secretly plotting a rebellion.

"Your Highness is injured?" Kong Zhouyang's heart sank when he saw the bloodstains on Pan Yang's face, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes: "Who did this? Didn't Nian Pan and Si Yang protect Your Highness properly?"

He reached out and gently touched the wound on Pan Yang's face. The wound was small and had already scabbed over, but Kong Zhouyang was very careful, afraid of hurting Pan Yang.

Pan Yang didn't dodge his touch: "It was an accident, Song Linan was behind it, but it doesn't matter." Anyway, that kid will get his comeuppance soon.

"Your Highness, I will go and kill him." Kong Zhouyang's eyes were low and a hint of ruthlessness flashed across them, then his expression softened instantly as if he had thought of something: "Is that alright?"

Look! Look! This wasn't something I wanted to do to Song Linan. It was done by a hidden figure, and it has nothing to do with me.

001: "Host! Please take the villains seriously, okay!"

Pan Yang sighed, somewhat disappointed: "No need, I can handle it myself."

"Very well, Your Highness, please tell me if you need anything, and I will help you."

"You'd help them rebel?" Pan Yang asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Whatever Your Highness wishes to do, I will help you," Kong Zhouyang said, looking into his eyes and enunciating each word clearly.

Kong Zhouyang didn't stay long and left. That night, Pan Yang didn't hesitate to have Nian Pan set fire to Song Linan's residence again.

He casually tossed a bag of rats at the entrance of the palace, and now the rumors of Fan Yang being possessed by evil spirits have stopped; instead, the whole capital is now spreading rumors that Song Linan has attracted some kind of evil spirit.

In the following days, various insects, rats, and snakes appeared one after another.

As for Fan Yang, he sits in the courtyard every day to bask in the sun, while inwardly engaging in a fierce debate with 001.

Then Song Linan couldn't take it anymore and rushed to the East Palace, pointing at Huan Yang and shouting, "Are you childish or not?! Huan Yang, you're not going to go against me like this, are you?"

"Ha, so pathetic. You think you can inherit the throne?" Song Linan said sarcastically.

“I truly had no intention of inheriting the throne.” Fan Yang nodded very seriously: “I wanted to rebel.”

"What did you say?" Song Linan's expression stiffened, then she said incredulously, "Treason? You've really gone mad."

Putting aside whether Fan Yang had the ability, who would easily reveal a rebellion?

In the end, Song Linan didn't make things difficult for him, after all, in his eyes, Huan Yang was really crazy.

However, that night, a dark figure scaled the wall and entered the East Palace.

Pan Yang stood quietly in the courtyard, watching the dark figure.

Nianpan, who was standing behind Pan Yang, asked, "Why didn't General Zhao use the main gate?"

After all, there were almost no guards patrolling the East Palace, which is somewhat unbelievable. There were only three people left in the entire East Palace.

Zhao Rui nearly lost his footing when he heard the voice. What could he say? This was a plot to rebel and form a faction, something that would lead to the execution of nine generations of one's family if it got out.

"Your subject is willing to follow the Crown Prince." To Zhao Rui's surprise, when he returned home, his wife and daughters were not threatened in any way. On the contrary, Huan Yang even sent him some gifts.

Moreover, the palace has been severely flooded in recent days, but only the East Palace remains safe and sound. Thinking about it this way, perhaps the Crown Prince is even more powerful than they imagined.

"So why didn't you use the main entrance?" Pan Yang asked.

Zhao Rui: "..." This is something I didn't expect! Why is Your Highness making things difficult for your own people!

Fortunately, Fan Yang didn't press further but instead said, "I have a very important task for you!"

"Your subject will certainly do his utmost!"

The next day.

Song Linan looked at the soldiers who had barged into her palace with some anger: "General Zhao, can you explain why you brought troops in so early in the morning? Does Father Emperor know that you are acting so recklessly?"

"Second Prince, you are truly foolish. Last night, someone reported that the Second Prince was hiding a dragon robe in his palace. In order to investigate, I had no choice but to act first and report later!" Zhao Rui said with an air of righteous indignation.

"That's utter nonsense! How could I possibly be hiding a dragon robe! If we can't find the dragon robe, General Zhao will have to think about how to apologize to the Emperor!" Song Linan said angrily through gritted teeth.

"If the dragon robe is not found, I will naturally go and plead guilty," Zhao Rui said sternly, glancing at Song Linan.

Soon a soldier exclaimed, "The general has been found!"

The soldier carrying a box walked up to Zhao Rui.

"How is this possible?" Song Linan said in disbelief, lifting the lid of the box.

A bright yellow robe embroidered with a real dragon was prominently displayed in the box.

"This isn't my box at all! I've never seen it before!" Song Linan immediately shouted, "Speak, did you secretly put it here?"

Song Linan grabbed the soldier's collar with a fierce look in his eyes.

Zhao Rui's gaze deepened: "Guards, take the Second Prince to the dungeon!"

“Who dares! I am the Second Prince!” Song Linan said.

Then he saw Pan Yang passing by and his pupils suddenly contracted. It must be him. He wanted to rush up and question him, but Zhao Rui pinned him to the ground in a few moves.

Song Linan struggled in vain, then shouted at Song Panyang, "Song Panyang, you're the one who made this dragon robe! If you're so capable, have a fair and square competition. What ability do you have to resort to such underhanded tactics!"

The wheelchair stopped in front of Song Linan. Pan Yang's voice was calm, and he was quite relaxed in the wheelchair: "It's just about scheming for power. If you can't compete, you can't compete." Young man, you still have a lot of practice to do.

Song Linan wanted nothing more than to rush up and knock him to the ground: "Do you really think you've won? Father will never let you inherit the throne!"

"I already told you this." The boy remained emotionless, as if he had already grasped everything, his eyes deep and calm like the ocean, swallowing everything.

Upon hearing this, Song Linan's pupils dilated in shock as he stared at Fan Yang. Was he really plotting a rebellion? A madman! Absolutely a madman!

As Pan Yang watched Song Linan being taken away, he realized that the big boss was indeed invincible.

"General Zhao, I'm giving you another difficult task."

"Your Highness, please speak," Zhao Rui said respectfully, bowing his head.

“I sent Nianpan Siyang out of the palace. It was a lot of trouble to get her here. Why don’t you send me back to the East Palace?”

"Pfft!" Zhao Rui clearly hadn't expected what Fan Yang said.

001: "Serves you right! Who told you to send your people away and then try to show off!"