I thought there would be some commotion tonight, but nothing happened after I stayed up all night.
Just then, Xiao Bu's voice rang out softly outside the tent: "Your Highness, the Emperor has sent someone to invite you over."
Yu Nanqing looked at Su Wanyan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, got up and walked out.
Before they even reached the tent, Xiao Bu whispered, "Your Highness, I heard that the Princess has returned, brought back by the Prince Consort."
Yu Nanqing's brow twitched slightly, but her expression didn't change much. She simply asked, "Are the things ready?"
Xiao Bu hurriedly handed over an envelope: "Your Highness, please take a look."
Yu Nanqing calmly opened it, took out the papers inside and examined them carefully before putting them into his pocket.
Outside the tent, a young eunuch was waiting. When he saw Yu Nanqing come out, he bowed and said, "This servant greets Your Highness. Your Highness, the Emperor requests your presence."
Yu Nanqing looked at Xiaobu, who immediately understood and bowed respectfully to Yu Nanqing.
As soon as Yu Nanqing left, Xiaobu ordered his men to surround the tent, leaving almost no room to maneuver.
Outside the imperial tent, the air pressure was frighteningly low.
Yu Nanqing, dressed in a goose-white robe with a round crescent moon design, slowly appeared before the crowd.
He remained calm and composed, showing no signs of tension whatsoever about being assassinated.
Emperor Yuanhe had been making things difficult for him for quite some time, and Yu Nanqing was already used to it. Looking at the anger emanating from the emperor's seat, even though he was unwilling, he had no choice but to step forward and bow respectfully, performing the rites of a subject to a ruler: "Your subject greets Your Majesty."
"The eldest princess has been found."
Emperor Yuanhe frowned, his face revealing neither joy nor anger, and stared intently at Yu Nanqing as he uttered a sentence.
“That’s great,” Yu Nanqing said succinctly.
Emperor Yuanhe's angry eyes flickered slightly, and he said coldly, "After I covered your escape, did you encounter the Princess at the hunting grounds?"
"Never."
Yu Nanqing stood ramrod straight among the crowd, and when faced with Emperor Yuanhe's questioning questions, a faint smile played on his lips.
Perhaps because he was too calm, someone couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Prince Gong, since the Emperor covered your departure, could you tell me why you returned so late and where you went?"
The speaker was none other than Su Shiyan, the eldest son of Marquis Yuanning, who currently serves as the Minister of Justice in the court.
Speaking out at this moment is simply because Emperor Yuanhe has clearly seen that he wants to push all the blame onto Yu Nanqing.
"I've gone to find my beloved concubine." Yu Nanqing's voice remained calm and composed.
Su Shiyan choked slightly. She had been holding back her anger and wanted to annoy him, but now she was so easily thwarted. She was very dissatisfied.
"Then why did the Prince emerge unharmed from the assassination attempt at the hunting grounds, while the Emperor and the Eldest Princess returned wounded? Prince Gong, what is your explanation for this?"
“Indeed.” As soon as Su Shiyan finished speaking, the Minister of Revenue immediately replied, “This really makes one wonder if the Prince was behind this farce at the hunting grounds.”
Previously, when he was sending his daughter to the autumn banquet, Su Wanyan made fun of her. Now he has the chance to make them pay back!
Everyone looked at Emperor Yuanhe, only to see that he made no attempt to smooth things over.
Speaking up for Yu Nanqing at this moment would undoubtedly offend him.
Although Yu Nanqing's leg has healed, the Prince Gong's Mansion, which has lost power, really has no need to take the risk of choosing sides.
Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing couldn't help but laugh. He turned around and looked directly at Su Shiyan, his eyes filled with icy coldness.
He suddenly moved slowly, step by step approaching Su Shiyan.
A terrifying aura suddenly swept over him, and Su Shiyan felt a chill run down his spine. He staggered back a step: "You... what do you want to do?"
Yu Nanqing stood in front of Su Shiyan, looking down at him. He was smiling, but the murderous intent in his eyes was unmistakable: "Does Lord Su mean that something bad is going to happen to me?"
Su Shiyan's heart skipped a beat, and her face turned pale: "I...I didn't say that?"
"So what did you say?" Yu Nanqing smiled sinisterly: "You might as well explain it clearly."
"Your Highness... why must you be so aggressive..."
Before the Minister of Revenue could finish speaking, Yu Nanqing calmly turned around and looked directly into his eyes.
A chill ran through him, as if a giant beast was standing before him, ready to devour him at any moment.
"What does the Minister desire from me? Please speak plainly." Yu Nanqing's lips curled into a sinister smile: "Do you wish for me to be pierced through the heart by a sword, or to be beheaded and mutilated?"
Yu Nanqing leaned closer to the Minister of Revenue and asked with a smile, "What should I do to please the Minister?"
The terrifying aura nearly made the Minister of Revenue lose his footing, a chill running down his spine: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty did not..."
"Prince Gong!" Seeing that he had no flaws, Emperor Yuanhe spoke with a cold face.
Unexpectedly, no sooner had Emperor Yuanhe finished speaking than Yu Nanqing’s eyes flashed with murderous intent. With a “hiss” sound, blood was suddenly sprayed onto Yu Nanqing’s face!
A scream of "Ahhh!" was heard from inside the arena!
The timid palace maid had already covered her face and collapsed to the ground.
Emperor Yuanhe was completely taken aback and jumped to his feet in shock. He could no longer hide his anger and pointed at Yu Nanqing, shouting furiously, "Yu Nanqing! What are you doing!"
Suddenly, Yu Nanqing's five fingers transformed into claws, piercing directly through the Minister of Revenue's body. Blood dripped from his fingers onto the ground, causing the faces of the assembled officials to turn deathly pale.
The Minister of Revenue stared wide-eyed, never expecting that Yu Nanqing would dare to treat him so cruelly in public.
Moreover... he is the Minister of Revenue, a high-ranking official of the third rank in the imperial court!
Yu Nanqing... how dare he...
However, the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat and she couldn't utter them at all.
Yu Nanqing's expression was frighteningly calm, like a machine devoid of emotion. He pulled his blood-covered hand out of his body, and with another "plop," blood gushed out again.
The stains covered Yu Nanqing's clothes.
The Minister of Revenue collapsed to the ground and died instantly.
"Protect...protect the Emperor!" Eunuch Liu, his face pale, shouted tremblingly as if belatedly realizing something.
Immediately, soldiers stepped forward and surrounded Yu Nanqing.
Yu Nanqing remained calm and composed: "Your Majesty, why are you so flustered? The Minister cursed the royal family and committed insubordination. His crime deserves death. I am merely taking the first step in the execution."
After saying that, he glanced at Su Shiyan.
"Ahhh—" Su Shiyan was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, looking at Yu Nanqing in terror.
"Outrageous!" Emperor Yuanhe roared in anger. "Even if he is at fault, he must be thoroughly investigated according to the law. How dare you resort to such private torture! Guards! Lock him up for me!"
It's truly heaven's help!
He had long wanted to find fault with Yu Nanqing, but he had never had the chance. Now he was going to let him get away with it!
"Before that..." Just as the people around him were about to rush forward, Yu Nanqing took out an envelope from his bosom: "Your Majesty, why don't you take a look at what's inside first?"
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