Qin Shuo was annoyed when he heard it. His wife was in danger in the palace, if he wasn’t in a hurry, how could he be considered a person?
He couldn’t help but smile and calmly but firmly say, "Your Majesty, you must believe that since the Empress did not send anyone to ask for help, it means that she has a way to deal with this situation."
Mo Zhu slowly said. His voice was calm and charming, but it revealed a hint of wisdom.
Hearing his words, Qin Shuo turned his eyes to think, and felt that he wasn’t lying. If the situation was really dangerous, Xiao Xiao couldn’t possibly be so calm, and would definitely think of ways to contact him.
Black Bamboo lightly waved his fan and continued, "Your majesty, this may be a trap set up by the empress. Since she knows about Prince of the North Qiang’s schemes, she might be able to take it lying down."
He specifically emphasized the last few words to make sure that everything went according to plan!
"Alright, then I’ll wait a little longer." After a while, Qin Shuo slowly spoke.
On this side, the Prince of the North Qiang could no longer hold back. He had been waiting at the relay station for an entire day already, sending people to find Lu Yin, but there had been no news of Lu Yin at all.
At night, he brought his men to the palace, and after hearing what he had to say, he decided to see King of the South Yue’s corpse first before he gave up.
However, if he wanted to enter, the guards at the entrance of the palace were not dead, so naturally he would not allow Prince of the North Qiang to enter.
"The King of the South Yue has risen into the sky. As the messenger of North Qiang, this prince doesn’t even have the right to offer incense sticks as sacrifices?" Prince of the North Qiang glared at the head guard and said coldly.
No matter what, he had to enter the palace today!
"First Prince, this is the rule set by the crown prince. The crown prince is grieving over the passing of the emperor and is unwilling to see his guest." The leader of the guards said politely, his hand tightly gripping the longsword at his waist, ready to fight at any moment.
The crown prince had said that not even a fly was allowed inside. If the Prince of the North Qiang entered without the crown prince’s permission, then he would be the one dead.
"Hmph, this prince is here to pay his respects to King of the South Yue and not to meet your crown prince." Prince of the North Qiang looked coldly at the leader of the guards. He took a step forward, but was stopped by the leader’s long sword.
"First Prince, this is something we cannot decide on. We have to wait for the crown prince to come before we decide." The boss summoned up his courage and said that the opponent’s level was ten times higher than his. It would be easier to crush him than to kill an ant.
Hearing that, Prince of the North Qiang squinted his eyes, "Do you guys still want to fight?"
The leader of the guards acted like a tough man, not giving in at all as he calculated the time Hu Qi would take to arrive.
"First Prince, what’s going on?" Hu Qi walked over quickly. His eyes were swollen from crying and his face was filled with pain.
Seeing him like this, Prince of the North Qiang believed him more or less. He became slightly happy and his tone softened, "Crown Prince, I heard that King of the South Yue was assassinated. I was acquainted with King of the South Yue and wanted to come over to pay my respects to him."
There was a look of grief on his face, a sign that this was something he did not want to see.
Hearing that, Hu Qi sighed, with a sorrowful look on his face, he said: "The palace is under martial law, I’m afraid that I cannot receive a proper welcome, the First Prince should go back!"
Hu Qi waved his hand, signalling that he did not want to see the guest, but Prince of the North Qiang had steeled his heart to come see him, so how could he leave so easily?
His face darkened as he said in a stern voice, "Crown Prince, I must see King of the South Yue today. If I don’t, don’t even think about getting me back."
The Prince of the North Qiang placed his hands on his waist, and stopped talking. If he did not see the King of the South Yue today, he would not leave no matter who it was that drove him away.
"First Prince, why did you have to go through all this trouble? Why do you have to meet him today just because the Royal Father has passed away? Can’t you just let him rest in peace?" Hu Qi looked helpless. Obviously, he did not wish to cause trouble with King of the South Yue since he had just died.
Seeing that, the Prince of the North Qiang did not doubt him, but he still did not retreat, he had already made up his mind to see King of the South Yue.
He shook his head and said seriously: "Crown Prince, I travelled thousands of miles to come here. I feel uneasy not seeing the King of the South Yue and not burning incense in front of him."
Seeing his determination, Hu Qi felt helpless. He nodded and said sorrowfully: "Alright, since the First Prince wishes to see me, then follow me to the palace."
Hu Qi’s face no longer had its usual brightness. He lowered his head, and didn’t say a word along the way. He didn’t speak, and naturally, the Prince of the North Qiang didn’t either.
"It’s right in front!" When they were almost to the great hall, Hu Qi finally opened his mouth to speak.
Looking at the half lit hall, Prince of the North Qiang felt his hairs stand on end. He stood at the entrance and looked in, feeling weird.
Hu Qi stepped into the hall. Seeing that the Prince of the North Qiang had stopped moving, he turned his head and asked doubtfully, "First Prince, why aren’t you going in?"
Prince of the North Qiang only felt that it was strange, but he could not tell where his good behaviour lay.
That’s right, the King of the South Yue had passed away, shouldn’t the entire hall be covered with white cloth? Why does it look like the place was covered in dust, it did not look like a dead person at all.
Through the bright yellow candlelight, he could vaguely see the spirit tablet in front of him.
"Crown Prince, did you bring me to the wrong place?" Prince of the North Qiang squinted his eyes and asked word by word.
At this point in time, he had no choice but to be vigilant. Otherwise, he would be the one to die.
After Hu Qi heard his words, he turned to look at him and stared at him: "This is the place where I lived since childhood, how could I recognize my mistake?"
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The Prince of the North Qiang was angry, he was just asking, why the rush?
People with South Yue Kingdom really aren’t easy to get along with.
"Then why don’t you explain why there’s no white cloth hanging in the hall?" This was the most puzzling thing about the Prince of the North Qiang. Even the restaurants outside had white cloths hung up, but not a single piece of white cloth could be seen in the King of the South Yue’s palace.
If he didn’t suspect, he was a fool.
He looked around, afraid that Hu Qi would set up an ambush inside, only then did he feel more at ease when he saw that there were no signs of people hiding.
"There’s no white cloth hanging on it, is it?" Hu Qi snorted, "This is to humiliate the assassin, he assassinated my Royal Father, and I cannot let him go to hell peacefully, that’s why I removed the white cloth from the mourning hall."
Hu Qi clenched his teeth, and when he talked about King of the South Yue, he squeezed out a few tears, showing his true feelings.
Then, Hu Qi wiped the tears off his face and ordered, "Men, bring the assassin’s corpse up."
When he heard the words’ assassin ’. Prince of the North Qiang’s heart was thumping hard. He did not know whether the assassin Hu Qi was referring to was Lu Yin or not.
If Lu Yin was killed by the South Yue Crown Prince, then he wouldn’t need to think of a way to execute Lu Yin.
"It was this heartless thing. Aunt brought him back to South Yue and treated him as a friend. But he actually plotted to assassinate His Majesty!"
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