Waving her hand to let the servants leave, Cui Mixue told Situ Zhao about her discovery.
"Su Yanran has predicted the future several times. Your Highness, do you think this is normal?" Cui Mixue said slowly.
"Isn't this because Su Yanran is so intelligent? There really are people who can predict the future. Mi Xue, don't joke with me." Situ Zhao thought Cui Mixue was going to make some mysterious speculation, but it turned out to be such weird words. He couldn't help laughing.
When Cui Mixue heard Situ Zhao's laughter, she knew that he didn't believe her, but she couldn't tell him the secret of her rebirth, otherwise she would be the one to die.
Thinking quickly, Cui Mixue said, "Regardless of whether Su Yanran can predict the future or not, we can use this as an opportunity to make a fuss. Do you think the Emperor would allow a demon who can predict the future to stay by the Prince's side to confuse him?"
The teacup fell to the ground. Situ Zhao stood up and paced back and forth, thinking again and again. He was overjoyed. "Mi Xue, you are truly my little darling. It doesn't matter whether she is a monster or not. What matters is that others think she is a monster, especially father. Father insisted on separating the two of them, and the prince couldn't do anything about it. She meant so much to him, and he would be devastated if she died."
For a moment Situ Zhao burst into laughter: "I will start to do it now. It won't be long before the prince is finished."
The two men laughed together, as if the prince's fall from power had already happened.
"Besides, Su Yanran is indeed a bit eccentric, so we are not wrongly accusing her. But Your Highness should still be careful, as Su Yanran does have some abilities."
After the two of them discussed and separated, Situ Zhao hurriedly gathered his confidants to spread rumors about Su Yanran, but deliberately ignored the fact that Cui Mixue had also predicted it.
"You know what to do, right?" Situ Zhao looked at the confidants he had cultivated for many years. There was a familiar face among this group of people. If Su Yanran saw it, she would definitely be shocked.
Several people scattered to make their own arrangements, and Situ Zhao couldn't help laughing.
The servants didn't dare to stay even when they heard the laughter. Situ Zhao was moody, so they had better be prudent and protect themselves.
After Cui Mixue left, she couldn't help but mock Situ Zhao for being a loser who needed her to come up with everything. If Situ Yao hadn't been so devoted to Su Yanran, she would never have chosen this idiot. She didn't know what was wrong with the emperor to favor Situ Zhao. It was indeed a fool who liked a fool.
The temple fair will be held in a few days. Cui Mixue remembered that in her previous life, there was a fire at the temple fair. A monk from the national temple was trapped in the fire and nearly died. The prince saved him. Later, it was this monk who created momentum for the prince and made the prince's succession to the throne what the people wanted. Otherwise, with Cheng Xue, who was favored by the old emperor, it is hard to say who would have sat on the throne.
Cui Mixue is now determined to support Situ Zhaocheng as the emperor. She is sure to be rich and prosperous in the future. With the memory of her second life, this should be a piece of cake. Unfortunately, she meets Su Yanran. This damn Su Yanran blocks her way, and Cui Mixue can't help but want to get rid of her as soon as possible.
A group of people gathered in front of the palace. Cui Mixue didn't know what was going on, so she asked the coachman to squeeze the crowd open. Cui Mixue walked to the door and asked the guards, but the guards couldn't explain it. Cui Mixue had no choice but to ask the guards to disperse the crowd. At this critical juncture, Situ Zhao had already fallen behind, and he couldn't lose the people's support again.
The guard went to report to Situ Zhao. Cui Mixue stood in front of the door and watched the crowd being dispersed. She lamented that in this world, people without power live a miserable life.
Situ Zhao hurried out and saw Cui Mixue standing at the door watching the crowd being dispersed, feeling a little guilty.
"What has the prince done again?" Cui Mixue asked with a smile, and there was a hint of danger in her smile.
"Mi Xue, I was in a bad mood a few days ago, and a servant made me angry. I killed him in a fit of rage. But the servant's family refused to accept the situation and asked me for justice. So I slaughtered their entire family."
Cui Mixue secretly resented that she had worked so hard to help him get to the top, but he was here to corrupt the people's hearts. It was really infuriating.
Although she was very angry inside, Cui Mixue still smiled and said to Situ Zhao, "Your Highness, if you are in a bad mood, these lowly people should make fun of you. However, now is the critical moment for the fight for the throne, Your Highness should restrain himself. After all, if the Crown Prince succeeds to the throne and the people support him, it will be difficult for Your Highness to become the emperor."
"I know, I know. Let's deal with it quickly."
Situ Zhao knew that he had done something wrong and stopped talking. He left the mess to Cui Mixue and left.
Cui Mixue was left alone, looking at the mess in front of her with a headache, and could only clean it up carefully.
A month had passed since the last incident. When Cui Mixue was about to leave, Situ Zhao smashed the Nine Dragons Green Jade Jar against the wall of the bedroom.
The two palace maids knelt on the ground trembling with fear.
"Your Highness, spare my life."
Seeing the two palace maids like this, a fierce look flashed in Situ Zhao's eyes.
"Useless! Drag these two maids out and cut off their noses."
When Cui Mixue saw Situ Zhao being so irritable, she curled up her lips into a faint smile and went straight to the study.
Hearing the footsteps of someone coming, the emperor looked up from the memorial and saw that it was Cui Mixue, and immediately smiled kindly.
"The Prime Minister's family, you come to see me, what's the matter?"
Hearing this, Cui Mixue knelt respectfully on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, the Second Prince's confinement period is almost over. I went to visit the Second Prince a few days ago and found him practicing blood-piercing and copying scriptures.
When I arrived, the second prince had fainted on the ground due to excessive blood loss.
It was Mi Xue who called the imperial physician to treat him. The first words the Second Prince said after waking up were that he must repent for his wrongdoings. His Highness had been copying the Diamond Sutra to pray for me.
When I asked to copy the Buddhist scriptures for the Second Prince, he told me that Yan State values Buddhism and that only by copying the Buddhist scriptures myself can I show my sincerity.
Suddenly, a trace of contemplation flashed across Emperor Yan's eyes, and a yellow gatekeeper walked in.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Bai sent some cakes."
The Emperor of Yan seemed to remember Situ Zhao's kindness and immediately said, "This child has been weak since childhood. He did something wrong before, and now his house arrest period is almost over. Well, since he copied Buddhist scriptures for me, I will forgive him."
The Emperor of Yan looked at Cui Mixue and said, "Take out the two red jade Ruyi that Myanmar had previously presented as tribute from the palace and give them to Cui Mixue."
Cui Mixue then knelt on the ground and said, "This servant does not want any reward. All this servant said is for the Second Prince.
I also ask His Majesty to release the Second Prince from his house arrest and allow him to attend the temple fair to pray for the country and for His Majesty."
There was a flash of hesitation in Emperor Yan's eyes. Situ Zhao had made a serious mistake before, but he was released after only a month. Looking at the cakes sent by Concubine Bai, Emperor Yan just nodded slightly.
"Forget it, I will lift his house arrest and allow him to go to the temple fair."
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