Jiang Zhaorong would be particularly thorough in her observation of matters concerning herself, especially since she had heard Jiang Zhiyu's inner thoughts before. Based on this, she did not seem like someone who would meddle in other people's affairs.
Facing Jiang Zhaorong's puzzled look, Jiang Zhiyu also expressed his incomprehension: "Since I have taken her body, I naturally have to protect her family."
Besides, this was also what she thought in her heart.
As for Jiang Zhaorong, she was considered one of the best when I didn't know her at first, but once I got to know her, she was...
Jiang Zhaorong: "..."
Is he asking for trouble?
Both of them fell silent.
But the silence did not last too long. After all, if he stayed in the imperial prison for too long, even if Xing Maozhi did not come himself, he would definitely send someone to check.
Jiang Zhiyu licked his lips and said, "Alright, after all this talk, you know why I came here."
Jiang Zhaorong: "..."
For the first time in her life, Jiang Zhaorong wished she weren't so sensitive.
But he also knew that even if he was not sharp, he could not avoid it.
He moved his mouth several times before finally saying in a dry voice, "You want to watch me die."
Jiang Zhiyu blinked.
There was a slight discrepancy but not much. She just wanted him to die, but she didn't want to have to watch him.
But the results are pretty much the same.
So Jiang Zhiyu nodded, raising his eyebrows slightly.
The meaning is very clear. Now that you know it, let's do it.
Jiang Zhaorong: "..."
After hearing Jiang Zhiyu's words, Jiang Zhaorong felt an overwhelming surge of regret.
Although we don’t know who Jiang Zhiyu is, her abilities are real!
If I hadn't been so obsessed with the treasures of the previous dynasty, and had let them deal with Song Shiwei after his affair was exposed, then everything would never be like this now!
He will also be the prime minister, and like his children, he will be valued by the emperor, and his children will also respect him. He will truly be second only to the emperor!
A beautiful wife in his arms, power in his hands, and outstanding children...
By then, even the emperor would envy him.
The more Jiang Zhaorong thought about it, the more regret appeared in her eyes.
But now, it's too late...
The waiting time was too long, and Jiang Zhiyu could already hear footsteps coming from outside.
She said impatiently, "Are you unable to do it yourself, or are you dreaming of a way out?"
"You should know that even if you don't die now, the emperor won't let you go. By then, you will only die a more miserable death."
This is not Jiang Zhiyu's alarmist talk. All the other people involved in this matter were executed along with their entire nine clans. Those who did not participate in the rebellion but had previously flattered Xiao Yanli were also punished.
Jiang Zhaorong participated in the whole process and provided assistance to Xiao Yanli, so one can imagine what happened to her.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiyu felt a little regretful that he had come so hastily.
However, it is better to die early.
While Xu Youran hasn't come back yet.
Jiang Zhiyu wasn't worried about Xu Youran still having feelings for him, nor was she worried about the others, but...
If there is no love, there will probably be hatred, disgust, or boredom. All kinds of emotional influences will make them more or less deepen their impression of Jiang Zhaorong in their hearts.
Remember what he did?
What's the point of remembering such a person?
There was indifference in Jiang Zhiyu's eyes.
Moreover, based on her understanding of them, even if Jiang Zhaorong died tragically, they would not feel any pleasure in their hearts.
So, let’s do this.
Seeing that Jiang Zhaorong hadn't moved, Jiang Zhiyu looked at him urgingly, and his footsteps stopped outside the cell.
Xing Maozhi smiled flatteringly through the prison door. "I didn't hear anything, I was worried something might happen. Has Censor Jiang finished what he was saying? If not, then I..."
Xing Maozhi gestured to go.
"No need, that's all," Jiang Zhiyu turned and walked out of the prison, but his steps were a little slow.
Jiang Zhaorong didn't notice that he was struggling with his conscience at the moment.
Just as Jiang Zhiyu said, he has no trump cards now and can't escape. If he continues to act crazy and stupid, the methods used by the palace to deal with him...
A trace of panic flashed across Jiang Zhaorong's eyes.
We will die eventually, so why suffer any more pain?
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhaorong gritted her teeth, hardened her heart, and slammed into the wall!
The collision was so loud that blood seemed to splatter out. Xing Mao unconsciously let out a cry of "Ah".
This, this...
He looked at Jiang Zhiyu, who had a calm face and didn't even turn his head, and had a guess in his mind, but he shouted anxiously: "Come, go get a doctor!"
…
"He committed suicide by hitting himself against the wall?"
The emperor's voice was slightly surprised: "Didn't they say he was crazy?"
A madman would commit suicide?
Xing Maozhi, who was kneeling below, was sweating profusely.
"It's, it's my fault. I didn't realize that Jiang Zhaorong was pretending to be crazy and stupid, and I let my guard down for a moment..."
The emperor looked at him thoughtfully. Feeling the slightly cold gaze above his head, cold sweat dripped from Xing Maozhi's forehead along his hair.
Fortunately, the emperor didn't look at him for too long before looking away and asking, "Has Zhiyu seen him?"
Xing Maozhi nodded quickly: "Yes, I have seen it."
"It's enough to have seen it," the emperor nodded. "It's dead, then. Have you asked what to do with the young fish?"
"I've asked, and Censor Jiang said I should make my own decision. Your Majesty, please take a look..."
Xing Maozhi asked tentatively.
Jiang Zhiyu told him to make the decision, but what he feared most was making this decision.
If it is done well, it won't seem like a big deal in the eyes of those people. If it is done badly, Jiang Zhaorong is still their biological father anyway.
Xing Maozhi was very conflicted.
It happened that the emperor asked, and Xing Maozhi decided to let the emperor make the decision.
If they ask about it in the future, just say it was the emperor's intention.
The emperor knew what he was planning without even looking at it. He picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"I'll let you make the decision. Why ask me what to do? Okay, if there's nothing important, go down."
Xing Maozhi: “…Yes.”
After Xing Maozhi left with a distressed look on his face, the emperor snorted softly, "You've plotted against me."
Fuping was fanning him.
Almost all hidden dangers have been eliminated, and the emperor has never been so relaxed physically and mentally, but there are still a few worries.
Firstly, there was the war in Mobei. The battle in Qingxi Valley seemed to be stuck and had not moved at all.
It’s not that He Yanting’s progress is slow. It is indeed a little slower than before, but it is still within the normal range. Some difficult battles may take at least several years to fight.
What puzzled the emperor was that the news from the battlefield had stagnated. Half a month had passed since He Yanting's last letter, and no new news had been received.
This doesn't make sense.
The other thing is the matter of the prince.
Knowing that Xiao Lingyu was framed by Xiao Yanli, the ministers began to jointly petition to restore Xiao Lingyu's position as crown prince, and by the way, they also brought up the issue of establishing a queen.
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