"It seems that Li Zhaoxian is already unable to gain a foothold in the palace without our intervention. Let's just wait and see. This is a good sign for you, so you must seize this opportunity."

Upon learning of this, Song Tangli was naturally as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. If Li Zhaoxian fell from power, her own life would not be easy either. She felt she needed to find the Empress.

"I'm sorry, please leave. Her Majesty the Empress says she is unwell today and will not see anyone."

"Please inform her again that I have important matters to discuss with the Empress!"

The Empress was very firm in her stance and refused to let her in. Song Tangli had no choice but to leave empty-handed. She had previously heard that the Empress was in good health, and now this excuse was just that she didn't want to see her.

When the Empress learned of this, she merely sneered: "Now that the Crown Prince is in trouble, it's too late for him to come to me. I've already given up on those two good-for-nothings. If they come to see me again in the future, I'll just use the same excuse to reject them."

Song Tangli has no redeeming qualities and has repeatedly embarrassed herself at banquets. The Empress has long lost patience with her, and now that His Highness the Crown Prince is in such a predicament, there is absolutely no way she can help him.

As soon as Song Tangli returned inside, she saw a familiar person standing by the window. She excitedly called out, "Fang Jing!"

This person was none other than Fang Jing, who had disappeared for some time. He still carried a murderous aura and stood there with a cold and aloof demeanor.

"Where have you been? I have been looking for you for a long time."

At this moment, Fang Jing appeared before him like a lifeline. In his most isolated and helpless moment, he was the only one he could rely on. After all, Fang Jing was a member of the Dark Gate. If the Dark Gate was willing to help him, these problems could naturally be solved.

Fang Jing came here simply because he couldn't bear to see Song Tangli suffer. After all, Song Tangli was his savior, and he couldn't leave without repaying her kindness.

“I went back to the secret gate to report, and then sneaked out to see if you needed any help.”

Zhan Ming still disagreed with Fang Jing's close relationship with Song Tangli, after all, their interests were in conflict. Zhan Ming was a businessman, and he would not do anything that would be detrimental to himself.

In fact, the biggest rule of the Dark Gate is to obey Zhan Ming's fate; all other rules can be put aside.

"I happen to be facing some difficulties. Could you help me deal with Li Zhaoyun?"

Once Li Zhaoyun dies, the Emperor will have no choice but to keep Li Zhaoxian in the position of Crown Prince. After all, the Emperor only has these two sons; the others are all good-looking but useless fools who are not worth fearing.

The court is now divided into two factions: one supports Li Zhaoxian, while the other favors Li Zhaoyun. The two sides are openly and secretly vying for power. The Emperor is naturally aware of this, but he turns a blind eye and does not inquire further.

“Okay, I’ll help you.” Li Zhaoyun’s actions had no impact on the boss’s and Song Tangxue’s plans.

So tonight, Fang Jing, dressed in black, actually went into the palace, and the strict security seemed to him as nothing.

Li Zhaoyun is usually found in a side hall of the Empress's palace. He has been studying very diligently lately, staying up until midnight every day.

Li Zhaoyun was about to rest, so he first blew out the candles, then lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. After about an hour, when there was still no sign of the person on the bed waking up, he nimbly climbed down from the window.

Fang gripped the dagger tightly, which looked particularly sinister in the moonlight. Just as he was about to stab the person on the bed in the chest, a pebble shot out from the corner and struck his wrist.

A figure emerged from the corner. The room had been dark, making it impossible to see if anyone else was there. This person must have been there for quite some time and knew about my plans for tonight.

"Do you know that trespassing into the palace is a capital offense?"

The man was dressed in black. Although he was not clearly visible, his outline revealed him to be the current Left Prime Minister. Fang had previously read his information. He was the most mysterious and ruthless man in the court. He had many rivals, yet he had survived to this day, which showed his cunning. More importantly, he was highly skilled in martial arts, but he was rarely seen making a move. The information held by the secret service was also incomplete.

He was no ordinary man, capable of being detected even by the secret police. It is said that Xie Qianzhong suddenly appeared in Yongfeng Kingdom and was appointed as the Left Prime Minister a few days after meeting the Emperor. This caused dissatisfaction among many officials in the court, since only those of royal blood could hold official positions.

However, this person turned a deaf ear, and over time, no one discussed the matter anymore. The emperor valued him highly and entrusted him with handling important national affairs.

"You really did come here tonight. Tang Xue's information network is really good." The reason Xie Qianzhong was here was because Song Tang Xue found him and asked him to protect someone tonight.

Xie Qianzhong was initially surprised, but now he realized that everything was under Song Tangxue's control.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fang Jing tried to run away but was stopped. Fang Jing was not one to be trifled with, but after a few weeks, he found himself at a disadvantage and realized that he was no match for the person in front of him.

"Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you!"

Xie Qianzhong raised an eyebrow: "I don't want to kill you, but this prince probably has some questions for you."

Fang Jing, who had been keeping his eyes closed, opened them at this moment. The childishness in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by boundless killing intent.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

Fang Jing disguised himself very well in the court. Everyone thought that he had grown up in a temple and was not good at political intrigue after being brought back to the palace. But that was not the case. In this period of time, he had changed from naive to ruthless. He just deliberately made others think that he was easy to bully.

"If you won't talk, I have other ways to make you talk." Before coming here, Song Tangxue gave me a pill, saying it was a good thing. Once you take it, you will beg for life, but not death. Then you will naturally tell me everything.

Song Tangxue's medical skills are superb. If it weren't for her self-made antidote, the others wouldn't be able to cure these things. Even if this person had a constitution that was immune to all poisons, they wouldn't be able to resist them.

Xie Qianzhong pried open his mouth and stuffed a pill inside. Fang Jing coughed violently but was unable to spit the pill out.

"What did you give me to eat?!"

You'll find out in a minute.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Fang Jing suddenly felt an unbearable itch all over his body. He even scratched his skin raw, but the itch still did not subside.

"Hahaha, what is this thing..." The person in front of him quickly scratched his body until it was covered in blood, a truly gruesome sight.

"If you're not going to talk, then you'll have to bear it. I want to see how long you can hold out."