The death of a country's crown prince usually means internal strife in the court and the instability of the national movement.

Such a big event is bound to cause great waves in the court and cause a lot of deaths.

But, what does it have to do with Prince Yan’s Palace?

Moreover, in his opinion, the prince died a good death.

Such a person is eager for quick success and short-sighted. If he really becomes emperor, misfortune will fall on the people.

Yan Weiyun came back to his senses and sat down, looking at Ruyi, "You are not surprised at all, was this expected?"

Ruyi nodded, "If the people below want to go up, they must first vacate the East Palace."

"The Crown Prince is in a position that is full of dangers, but he doesn't know how to restrain himself. He keeps hitting here and there, and his fate today is already doomed."

It’s not that Ruyi doesn’t understand the political situation. She was just trapped in the backyard and became a frog in the well.

But she had a good understanding, and with Rong Yan's deliberate guidance, plus she had been involved in some things recently, she gradually understood the key points.

Yan Weiyun sighed, "The Shen family buried you."

"You're right, but I don't think so now. I'm not going to let the Shen family off. They should have their own retribution, but that's not what I want to do most."

"I have my own path. I want to let myself go and look at what happened in the past from a different perspective."

Ruyi smiled and looked at Yan Weiyun, "If a person falls, it shouldn't be in vain, right?"

"You always have to pick up something from the ground. The teachings I got from the Shen family are like hitting a wall and finally realizing that you can never touch that road again."

“It’s trial and error.”

"It's also about breaking free and accumulating strength."

"If I hadn't experienced the same fate as the Shen family, I wouldn't have been able to develop ambitions. I would have been like most women, obeying my parents and marrying a man, and revolving around that man from then on."

"Give birth to children and spend your whole life with them."

"But now, I can see higher and farther scenery." Ruyi showed a relieved smile on her face, and under the candlelight, she actually had a dazzling brilliance.

Yan Weiyun was a little dazed after hearing this, "I am speechless."

He added, "I now understand why you can enter the Prajna Hall and not others."

Ruyi smiled sheepishly, "I have to go now. See you next time at Master's place."

Yan Weiyun stood up and said, "Although I still want to chat with you for a while, but thinking of the rumors outside, I have to hold back."

He sent Ruyi out, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Although I wish you and Rong Yan can be together forever, if Rong Yan is unreliable, you must remember to turn back."

Ruyi looked back at the door.

Seeing his serious look, she couldn't say anything polite, so she finally said seriously, "Thank you."

He added: "But, I also wish you to find a good man."

Yan Weiyun nodded, "Let's take it one step at a time. People don't necessarily have to get married."

"We are first an individual, and then we have others. If we don't even have ourselves, marriage can't fill the hole in our souls."

"Been taught a lesson."

Ruyi bowed.

She feels lucky and happy to have such a friend.

If Rong Yan is a home and a future, then Yan Weiyun allows her to see the horizontal splendor, which is the vast freedom and liberation.

Yan Weiyun watched her go away, sighing, "In such an era, I can meet an emperor with both literary and military skills, a hero who is hidden in the wild, and a beauty with extraordinary wisdom..."

"It's not a wasted trip, is it?"

When he turned around, he was full of energy and said, "This era is worth living well for me."

Ruyi feels that good people can achieve each other and move forward together.

If you get close to bad people, you will be dragged into the quagmire by them and there will be no escape.

From now on, she will keep searching upwards, looking into the distance, and will never look back at those people in the past.

The carriage passed by the Shen family's gate again.

However, she and the people inside are already in two different worlds, and there will never be any special intersection between them from now on.

Even if the father and son of the Shen family died without a burial place in the end, they would no longer be opponents who could compete with her. They would just be the dirt under her feet that she could just shake off.

…

In the dark night.

The death of the crown prince detonated an undercurrent that had been surging in the capital for years, and it instantly threatened to flood the city.

The Dali Temple intervened.

Fang Yizhou brought the prince's body to pay a visit to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, the body of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been brought here, but... his injuries are too severe to be healed. We can only ask a mortician to help." The words were spoken very tamely, but they could not heal the tragic condition of the corpse.

The emperor stood under the eaves, looking at the corpse in front of him with clenched fists, his scarlet eyes filled with hidden tears.

But in addition to that, there is also the rationality and calmness that is required in this position, so he appears indifferent.

"Has the assassin been caught?"

He asked, looking out into the dark night.

This is the kind of fighting that one must go through if they are in the royal family. It is not a matter of family affection or etiquette.

Rather, this country and its countless people need a ruler with great skills and outstanding abilities to maintain the balance and harmony in this world.

His sons need to demonstrate their abilities in this process and fight to the end. Only the one who wins will be worthy of sitting in this position and protecting this land.

Looking back, he has been sitting on the throne for twenty years.

The only lesson he learned is: he is not just himself, every decision he makes needs to take care of the largest base of people, he lives for a group of people.

Because the lives of so many people are in our hands, we must maintain our inner bottom line and maintain rationality.

The death of the prince was within his expectations.

He could only bear this pain, suppress it deep in his heart, and make a judgment on the incident itself.

Anyone who kills someone should pay with his life.

The emperor closed his eyes and his voice became hoarse and difficult.

His heart ached and he felt very sorry for someone, but he couldn't express his remorse. Sitting in this position, he couldn't cry, get confused, or regret like an ordinary person.

Fang Yizhou cupped his hands, "Fourteen assassins died, three survived, two committed suicide on the way, and one is currently being held in the Dali Temple cell, awaiting trial."

He looked up at the emperor, "Your Majesty, are you going to try him in person?"

The emperor shook his head, "Keep him locked up first and prepare for the prince's funeral."

He stepped forward and closed the prince's eyelids with his own hands, "Find the person who made the dressing box and sew it up."

There was a bloody taste in my throat.

He turned around and returned to the imperial study.

It's lonely at the top.

The atmosphere below was already boiling.

The news of the prince's death reached the Third Prince's Mansion at the first opportunity.

The Third Prince was still pretending to investigate Shen Jiaojiao's matter, but he was actually waiting for news from the Eastern Palace. When he saw the guards coming in, he asked excitedly, "Is it done?"

"It's done!"

The people who came in were also very excited. "Our people entered the Dali Temple alive. As long as he frames the Second Prince and exposes the Second Prince's assassins, the Second Prince will definitely die!"

The Third Prince nodded, a hint of viciousness in his eyes, "After all, we only went there with one person, but the Second Prince's assassins went there with more than a dozen people. They are not afraid of being investigated."

He couldn't help laughing.

Then, he said loudly: "Prepare the horses, I will personally track down Shen Jiaojiao and Nan Chu's spies, there is no time to lose!"

The play that needs to be performed must still be performed.

Moreover, he really wanted to capture Shen Jiaojiao and silence her.

The third prince narrowed his eyes.