Xie Qianzhong should be on his side. Since he is dissatisfied with the current dynasty, then he should naturally overthrow it!

"So you targeted the waterways?"

Meng Wei's face turned crazed: "I absolutely cannot let you fix the water pipe, I cannot let Yongfeng Kingdom have an easy time, everyone must pay the price for the late emperor!"

Seeing that Meng Wei was acting strangely, Xie Qianzhong immediately knocked him unconscious and took him back to his residence. He handed the man over to the soldiers to guard, telling him to come and wake him up when he woke up.

Xie Qianzhong had a very restless night. When he closed his eyes, he dreamed of the night Anguo was destroyed. Flames engulfed everything, including the beautiful past and his former self.

That nightmarish scene frequently appeared in his dreams, and when Xie Qianzhong woke up, he found himself covered in a cold sweat.

It seems he won't sleep well again tonight, which is a common occurrence. As long as he fails to restore his kingdom, those scenes will haunt him. The meaning of his life now is to avenge his family.

On the riverbank, a beautiful figure stood there, the biting wind ruffling her sleeves. She was a stunning beauty. She draped her cloak over her hand and pulled it tighter, her breath coming out in the cold air.

Xie Qianzhong took off his cloak and draped it over her shoulders. The two figures, one in black and one in white, looked somewhat harmonious.

"You can't sleep either."

It seems he's not the only one suffering from insomnia.

"Yes, I wonder how things are in the capital. I've been gone for several days now, and I'm really worried about it."

Song Tangxue was worried that Song Tangli would make a move against her again. She couldn't keep an eye on Song Tangli all the time to see what might happen. After all, she had some tricks up her sleeve in her previous life, and these few days would be enough for her to do something.

While the guards were changing shifts, Song Tangli secretly slipped out, knocked out a palace maid, put her in a room to impersonate her, and then went outside to the street.

"No, this is definitely the place, so why can't I find it?"

Song Tangli was looking for the location of the secret door. She clearly remembered that it was in this direction, but she couldn't find the entrance no matter what she did. The paths here were intertwined and complicated, and it was easy to go the wrong way if she wasn't careful.

“It’s you.” A person wearing a strange mask stood behind her; it was the same person she had seen in the private room last time.

This person has a cool and aloof demeanor; one can recognize them at a glance. If you get closer, you can even smell the delicate fragrance of orchids on their body, which makes Song Tangli blush.

"I'm here to see you. Last time, Fang Jing took me to the secret door, but I couldn't find it no matter how hard I tried." Song Tangli feigned shyness and leaned closer to Zhan Ming.

Zhan Ming took a step back without leaving a trace: "What brings you here?"

This person was not Zhan Ming, but a man planted here. Even the incense on his clothes was exactly the same. He also specially chose someone with a similar height and build. When Song Tangli came last time, this person took a look at her from afar and remembered her.

This disguise is so conspicuous that only a close confidant would recognize him.

Song Tangli simply leaned against him: "I'm really desperate, so I came to you. I wonder if you could take me in for the night?"

She thought he would reject her again like last time, but to her surprise, Zhan Ming put his arm around her waist and said, "Okay, let's talk in another place."

...

After a night, Song Tangli glanced at the man still lying beside her and revealed a confident smile. So what if Li Zhaoxian abandoned her? She could still use her methods to rely on others. Last time he was cold and indifferent, but this time he became enthusiastic.

If the secret faction becomes the force behind the scenes, then it won't be long before Li Zhaoxian is pushed to the top.

Zhan Ming slowly woke up and subconsciously touched his face. He seemed to be in awe, or perhaps it was just his imagination.

"Now I belong to you. I will do whatever you want me to do. Since Your Highness the Crown Prince refuses to take me in, I will come to you for refuge."

Even if he's the leader of the Dark Gate, he's still her devoted follower. She knows that every man who has seen her face will fall for her.

The man was now somewhat regretful. Meng Wei had clearly instructed him before leaving not to have any private contact with others, but he had acted impulsively yesterday and this had happened.

“Young lady, I hope you will not spread what happened yesterday, especially about the location of our secret gate.”

"Don't worry about that. I'm not a gossipy person. As long as you can help me solve one problem."

...

After thinking it over for a long time, the Weihu Gang still felt that they couldn't let them go, otherwise the reputation they had built up in the hearts of the people over the years would be completely gone.

"So, according to what you've said, what should we do now? The third leader won't work. If he finds out, we'll be in deep trouble!"

Moreover, Xie Qianzhong has so many powerful people behind him; if a real fight breaks out, they definitely won't be able to win.

This was the first time they had ever had such a headache since arriving in Yongfeng Kingdom. It was just a matter of dealing with one person, so why was it so difficult?

"Brother, why don't we make a move on that young lady? I don't believe they're always together like this. They seem very intimate. If we use that young lady as leverage, Xie Qianzhong will have no choice but to obey us."

"Good, your mind is getting sharper and sharper. Let's do it your way!"

Time flies, and more than half a month has passed. The waterway has been completely repaired. They only need to deal with the Tiger Gang before they can return. In fact, they could leave now, but they just want to help these poor people and eliminate the villains.

"Your Excellency, that person is insisting on seeing you today."

He woke up the day after being brought back, and was in good health. However, he kept avoiding seeing him. Xie Qianzhong had always admired people with such great strength, and did not intend to use torture against him. He simply waited for the day when he would finally give in.

He slumped dejectedly in the corner, covered in dust, and turned his face away disdainfully, as if he hadn't seen him at all.

He treasured a flask of wine that he had somehow acquired, and even after finishing it, he would pour some water over it so that it would at least retain the taste of the wine.

"Speak quickly, what exactly do you want to confess?"

"Why be so impetuous? Why not sit down, have a cup of tea, and chat slowly?" This time, they weren't in a hurry. They planned to go back only after everything was completely resolved, not wanting to delay any longer.

He sighed: "Fine, since you don't drink tea, I'll just tell you directly."

It turns out that he grew up in Yongdeng Kingdom since he was a child, and his biggest dream was to pass the imperial examination one day. Just when he was about to give up, the late emperor appeared, appreciated his talent, personally brought him into the palace, and appointed him as a third-rank official.

Having found a place to display his talents, he would write his insights on memorials every day during court sessions, and the late emperor repeatedly adopted them, giving him great encouragement.