Having just lost a daughter, and now her son was going to be driven away to his fiefdom, Concubine Yin felt an indescribable sadness.
She held King Qin's hand and cried bitterly.
"Your Majesty is foolish. You treated me like this for an outsider. I cannot bear this."
"My poor Yong'an, my poor Yu'er."
Prince Qin's expression was distorted. "Don't worry, mother. I'm just going to stay in my fiefdom for a while, keeping a low profile, and I'll be back in the capital soon."
"It's still uncertain who will win between me and Marquis Anguo."
"I will make my father regret this."
He kept muttering about making Emperor Jinde regret his actions until he set off to leave Beijing.
Emperor Jinde had no regrets at all, but was very disappointed with his son's stupidity.
If he didn't do this and didn't expel King Qin, he might rebel in the future, or die quietly at He Zheng's hands.
Arrogance without self-awareness is fatal.
Among his four sons, the Crown Prince is kind, the King is loyal and conceited, the Prince An is mediocre, and the Prince Kang... is the most opinionated and directly killed his father.
Emperor Jinde held the teacup in one hand and lowered his head to take a sip of tea.
He leaned back in his chair, shook his head, and talked to himself.
"Qi Yun, among so many people, you are still the one who wins my heart the most."
"You should know that as long as you open your mouth, this country..."
Anguo Marquis Mansion.
"The one who should be happiest about Prince Qin leaving the capital is Prince Kang, as he has one less competitor." Xie Qingyao said.
He Zheng read letter after letter and said nonchalantly, "Yes."
Xie Qingyao took one of the letters and read it, frowning and saying, "The Crown Prince was assassinated? By the Prince of Dongping's men?"
He Zheng said succinctly, "The Crown Prince, His Majesty, and I discussed this together to lure the snake out of its hole."
"The Crown Prince's trip to the northwest to deal with the snowstorm is just a bait. He will pass through the territory of the King of Dongping, and the King of Dongping will definitely take action."
"As long as you take action, you will leave a handle, and Your Majesty will naturally take action against the Prince of Dongping."
Xie Qingyao understood, "This is to force the King of Dongping and the King of Longxi to rebel."
The Wei family had long harbored rebellious intentions, and with their own military might, they acted as if they were the masters of the world.
If Emperor Jinde pressed the issue too hard and made them lose face, the Wei family would definitely not tolerate this and would simply send troops to force Emperor Jinde to abdicate and pass the throne to Prince Kang.
Prince Kang is a prince, so it is not impossible for him to inherit the throne.
From now on, the Wei family will be the only dominant family.
As soon as the crown prince died, King Kang ascended the throne with full legitimacy.
"The Wei family will kill the prince at all costs." Xie Qingyao patted He Zheng's hand, "Then isn't the prince in danger right now?"
He Zheng unfolded the other letters, showed them to her one by one, and patiently explained them to her.
"Since this is a trap, knowing the danger, the prince will naturally not really put himself in danger."
Xie Qingyao caught the word in the letter, "Substitute."
"The Crown Prince used a substitute. The fake Crown Prince went to the northwest, and the real Crown Prince used a fake identity to sneak into the Dongping King's fiefdom to investigate the Dongping King."
He Zheng: "The prince has changed his appearance, so no one would notice. Besides, he has a double that attracts attention. The King of Dongping would never guess that the prince has sneaked into his territory."
Xie Qingyao smiled instantly, "The most dangerous place is the safest place."
They completely grasped the psychology of King Dongping.
"Tomorrow, I will send someone to pick up the prince and make sure everything is safe." He Zheng rubbed her earlobe and said.
Xie Qingyao's eyes moved slightly.
The war is about to begin.
By that time, the Marquis will go to war.
Thinking of this, she felt a little worried.
What if He Zheng doesn’t take her with him?
He Zheng keenly noticed the change in Xie Qingyao's mood. The sky was sunny just now, but it was covered with dark clouds in the blink of an eye.
"What's wrong?"
Xie Qingyao rested her chin on his arm and said, "Take me with you when you send troops later."
That's going to war, not sightseeing.
He Zheng's eyes changed instantly.
Before he could refute, Xie Qingyao thought for a moment and continued, "Look at this time at the Thousand Buddha Temple. I almost fell into the enemy's trap. If you hadn't taken me with you, and the battle lasted for several months, what if I got kidnapped?"
He Zheng frowned, "The army is marching so fast, your body can't bear it."
She will answer this.
Xie Qingyao: "I'm in the rear, not on the front line, so it doesn't matter if I walk slower."
"Take me with you, please?"
She gently shook He Zheng's hand, her eyes full of anticipation.
He Zheng was silent.
He could never refuse her.
If they really had to be apart for several months, it would be unimaginable torture for both Xie Qingyao and him.
Xie Qingyao had already sensed that He Zheng's emotions had softened under her influence, and decided to try harder.
Her fingertips touched He Zheng's waist belt, and her other hand rested on his shoulder, leaning towards him.
He Zheng raised his head slightly, his eyes gradually becoming darker.
He looked at her silently, as if wanting to see how outrageous she was.
He Zheng still looked calm, but his fingertips holding the letter suddenly tightened.
Xie Qingyao's clear black eyes held a faint smile. She pressed her body tightly against him and sat directly in his arms.
She pressed her rosy, plump lips against his, licking and kissing him again and again.
Engaging his lips and teeth.
The letters in He Zheng's hand had fallen apart and were spread out on the table in a mess.
Xie Qingyao bit He Zheng's lips, tightly grasped his belt in her hand, and pulled it open deftly.
With a "click".
The belt fell to the ground.
To be honest, a thin layer of hot sweat appeared on Xie Qingyao's back.
In the blink of an eye, He Zheng's clothes were wide open.
His breathing slowed down, his gaze became calm, as if a dark fire was burning inside him, and the veins on the back of his hand resting on the table were taut.
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