The ambiguous atmosphere reached its peak, and the air was almost filled with a palpable sense of excitement.
However, at that very moment, Mo Yang's howling roar suddenly rang out from outside.
"Your Highness! Your Highness! Princess Anrou has hanged herself!"
The silence inside the carriage was suddenly shattered.
Xie Yizhi's gentle expression instantly cooled, a vein throbbed on his forehead, and a storm brewed in his eyes.
How could he have such a subordinate who, time and again, always interrupts him at crucial moments!
Xie Yizhi almost wanted to kick open the carriage curtain and rush out to punch Mo Yang twice.
That bastard, he always manages to time things so perfectly!
He suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said coldly, "Just give me the result."
Mo Yang felt a chill rush from the carriage straight to his face, and he instinctively shrank back, replying cautiously:
"Your Highness, Princess Anrou...is dead."
There was a moment of silence inside the carriage.
"Understood." Xie Yizhi's voice was low and cold, without any inflection, like a cold blade thrown to the ground, silent yet sharp.
Mo Yang felt the air around him turn chilly, but thankfully the prince didn't punish him with a military rod.
He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to rein in his horse and turn back when he caught a glimpse of Mo Feng to the side.
This kid was actually handing a package of oil paper to Dingdang. Mo Yang immediately thought of a million "Holy crap"s.
No wonder Mo Feng has been sending himself to be stabbed in front of the prince every time lately; it turns out he's taking the opportunity to curry favor with Ding Dang!
That bastard is so insidious!
At this moment, Jiang Luoluo, inside the carriage, came to her senses. The atmosphere became awkward. She raised her hand and brushed a stray hair behind her ear to cover up her embarrassment.
Xie Yizhi's gaze fell on her, and he spoke first: "Luo Luo, what do you think?"
Jiang Luoluo composed herself, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said:
"Given Lu Anrou's personality, even if she caused a huge uproar, she wouldn't easily end her life with a white silk ribbon."
Her gaze darkened slightly, and her tone was firm: "In my opinion, it was the work of the Prince of Yan."
She took a desperate gamble and schemed against me. Given your personality, you naturally wouldn't let it go easily, and he couldn't possibly admit to it, so he had no choice but to find a scapegoat.
He might even use Lu Anrou's death as an excuse to attack us.
Xie Yizhi tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, his eyes deep, and said in a low voice, "Luo Luo's analysis is not without reason."
Lu Anrou's actions today are intended to ruin your reputation and sow discord between us.
But she didn't expect that you had left a message beforehand, allowing me to arrive at Liuyue Pavilion immediately; her plan failed.
He scoffed, his tone icy: "So, she became a useless piece."
A man as ambitious as the King of Yan would squeeze every last bit of value out of every single piece.
Since she has lost her usefulness, death is Lu Anrou's best fate.
Jiang Luoluo sighed softly, a complex look in her eyes: "Even tigers don't eat their cubs, so the actions of the Prince of Yan are truly chilling."
Just before Lu Anrou took action, I tried to persuade her, but unfortunately, she ultimately chose a path of no return.
Xie Yizhi's eyes softened slightly as he took Jiang Luoluo's hand and comforted her, "Everyone has their own destiny. All we can do is make our own destinies more wonderful!"
Jiang Luoluo nodded with a smile!
Before Xie Yizhi even stepped into the Prince's residence, he was urgently summoned to the palace by Xie Qiyu.
As Jiang Luoluo watched his departing figure, a sense of worry arose in her heart.
Within the palace, another bloody storm was sure to await Xie Yizhi.
He noticed the unease in her eyes, smiled slightly, and said gently, "Luo Luo, don't worry, wait for me to come back at home."
Jiang Luoluo smiled and nodded, but she knew in her heart that the Prince of Yan was coming with great force this time.
The fact that he could discard even his own daughter like trash suggests that he has an even more deadly backup plan.
She couldn't just sit and wait to die.
In the main hall of the palace, Empress Dowager Du and her faction submitted memorials overnight, piling up densely on the emperor's desk. Without exception, they all requested Xie Qiyu to severely punish Xie Yizhi.
All the memorials stated that Prince Yi was ruthless and doted on Jiang Luoluo. He used the schemes of the women in the inner quarters to cause Princess Anrou to lose her chastity, thus cutting off her chance to enter the palace as a concubine. This led to Lu Anrou's tragic suicide, ending her life with a white silk ribbon.
Along with the memorial, a blood-stained accusation was also presented, written in blood by Lu Anrou herself before her death.
Inside the main hall, the Empress Dowager's faction of ministers knelt on the ground in a dense mass, their foreheads pounding against the floor tiles as if they could not prove their loyalty unless they cracked the floor tiles.
Xie Yizhi glanced at them, a slight smile playing on his lips, and stepped into the hall with an indifferent expression.
After bowing, he unceremoniously pulled over a chair, sat down, and leisurely picked up his teacup, his demeanor relaxed, seemingly completely disregarding the indignation of these courtiers.
His gaze casually swept over the dark mass of heads, a cold smile playing on his lips.
The Empress Dowager has quite a few cronies; it's a pity we can't kill them all.
At this moment, he even doubted whether Empress Dowager Du was his biological mother.
Previously, Jiang Luoluo had casually comforted him with the remark, "Maybe that tiger isn't your real mother."
Could it really be true?!
"Even the emperor is subject to the law! Your Majesty, we implore you to punish Prince Yi severely!"
“As a member of the royal family, Prince Yi is ruthless and cruel, not even sparing unarmed and vulnerable women. This is an outrage against heaven and earth!”
"Although His Highness Prince Yi has rendered meritorious service in guarding the northern desert, the crimes he has committed this time are too numerous to mention!"
"This old minister cannot bear to see His Highness Prince Yi bewitched by the enchantress Jiang Luoluo, making one mistake after another. I implore Your Majesty to reconsider!"
"I second that proposal!"
The officials loudly pleaded guilty, their voices impassioned, as if kneeling a little longer would make them the embodiment of morality, allowing them to personally punish Xie Yizhi.
Xie Yizhi took a sip of tea, his expression unchanged, and listened quietly as these incompetent officials, who were holding positions without doing their jobs, recklessly listed his crimes to his face.
Xie Qiyu sat upright on the dragon throne, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes swirling with thoughts.
He knew, of course, that this was a trap. He wanted to protect his younger brother, but at this moment, the court was indignant, and Empress Dowager Du was clearly trying to take the opportunity to drive Xie Yizhi into a corner.
If he wants to protect Xie Yizhi, he must come up with a way to shut these people up.
Unfortunately, he couldn't find a suitable solution right away.
He couldn't very well kill all these ministers.
While they were pondering, suddenly, a sharp voice echoed throughout the hall.
"The Empress Dowager has arrived!"
Everyone in the hall knelt down.
Empress Dowager Du walked slowly into the main hall with a composed demeanor and solemn expression.
Xie Yizhi got up from the chair and quietly looked at this mother who was both familiar and unfamiliar.
Before the late emperor had passed away and the national mourning period had ended, Empress Dowager Du issued an imperial edict banishing Xie Yizhi from the capital and ordering him to lead a thousand cavalrymen alone to the northern desert to face tens of thousands of enemy troops.
One thousand against ten thousand—what a futile attempt to break a rock!
This isn't defending against the enemy; it's clearly suicide.
His mother, however, seemed to have never cared about his life or death.
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