Far from Beijing.
The Imperial Palace.
The Imperial Study.
Emperor Bumie, dressed in a magnificent brocade robe, with a golden crown and jade belt, stood by the window, gazing at the full moon in the sky.
His brocade robe was trimmed with gorgeous gold, and the stitching was exquisite.
The brocade robe was embroidered with a flying dragon pattern, which was extremely detailed and lifelike.
Behind him, the Right Chancellor Jian Zhen was dressed in a purple straight-cut court robe with a matching gold spider-patterned belt around his waist.
His black hair was tied up and secured with a crown inlaid with emeralds and gold, and his slender body stood ramrod straight.
His entire being exudes a handsome and refined air, with an innate nobility.
Sensing the sound behind him, Di Bumie turned around.
A bitter smile appeared on that cold face: "You've come?"
Jian Zhen nodded and raised a pot of wine in his hand: "I've come to have a drink with you."
Di Bumie's lips twitched as he looked at the wine in Jian Zhen's hand.
"You know, I never touch this thing."
When he was young, everyone in the harem wanted to harm him.
He never allowed himself to slacken his spirit for even a moment.
Alcohol makes him irrational.
Therefore, he never touches this thing in front of outsiders!
Of course, he had also practiced diligently in private, so that he would never get drunk even when drinking on necessary occasions.
It is precisely because of this caution that he is the one sitting in this position now.
Not his brothers who wanted to murder him.
Jian Zhen nodded, saying expressionlessly, "So I'll drink it myself, you don't need to."
Emperor Bumie and he walked to his bedroom next to the imperial study.
They knelt facing each other on a low couch by the window.
As soon as Jian Zhen sat down, he started chugging the liquor from the bottle without saying a word.
Emperor Bumie just stared at him like that.
At that moment, he felt as if he had returned to his youth.
When they were young, Jianzhen would drink with him when she was upset.
Of course, he was the only one drinking.
Because in this perilous palace, survival is paramount.
One of them must remain sober!
A crisis could occur at any moment!
Of course, when he was practicing his drinking capacity, Jian Zhen had to be by his side.
In retrospect, over the years, the two of them could be considered to have relied on each other for survival in this palace.
After they left the palace, Qi Wei was added to the list.
But... now only the two of them are left.
"When do you think we'll be able to destroy Beiman?"
Emperor Bumie fell silent upon hearing this.
Beiman is now stronger than Dongyue, and he has just taken this position.
Left Chancellor Qi Ping appears to be a royalist who helped him ascend the throne.
However, everyone in the imperial court had more than one cunning mind.
It's easy to see Qi Ping's desire to seize power.
However, he has not yet completely eliminated the influence of those around his brothers.
There was no way to attack Beiman when Dongyue was beset by internal and external troubles.
Before Di Bumie could answer, Jian Zhen gave a bitter laugh, "How could I ask such a stupid question? We're already having a hard time, and there's no way we can avenge Qi Wei."
When the new ruler ascended the throne, several neighboring countries of Dongyue were already eager to make their move.
They may not be content with being ruled by Dongyue for so many years.
When they are strong and well-equipped, they may be inclined to form alliances.
What he should be worried about now is completely breaking up their alliance.
Instead of thinking about how to achieve a mutually destructive outcome with Beiman.
This is not something he, as the Right Chancellor of Dongyue, should be doing.
If that's the case, he himself might despise himself.
Emperor Bumie looked out the window and said calmly, "Speaking of this matter, I was just about to tell you. If he has truly decided to marry Qi Ping's daughter as his empress, then even if he doesn't want to help me, he will have to."
"By then, I will naturally have the opportunity to destroy Beiman. Of course, this would not have been possible before, as Qi Ping was eager to oppose me at every turn. But Qi Wei's death... has given us this opportunity to cooperate."
Jian Zhen suddenly raised his head and looked at Di Bumie.
His eyes were wide open, his face flushed slightly from the alcohol, but his eyes were extremely clear.
His mind actually worked faster after drinking.
Of course, this is only temporary.
He looked at Di Bumie, then suddenly stood up and smashed the wine bottle on the ground.
With a loud "bang," an echo reverberated throughout the Hidden Dragon Hall.
"Emperor Bumie, tell me, is his death related to you or not!"
The "he" he was referring to was naturally General Qi Wei, whom the entire Eastern Yue region now knew.
Di Bumie turned his head, his clear and serene eyes fixed on Jian Zhen.
He didn't say a word, his lips were pressed very tightly together.
Jian Zhen looked at him and gave a wry smile.
"I can't help but suspect that all the benefits of this matter will ultimately fall on you! Trading Qi Wei's death for Qi Ping's obedience is such a worthwhile trade."
"Could it be that Qi Wei already knew? No, no, no, he's not blindly loyal! Or did Qi Ji also play some important role in it?!"
"I find it very strange. That spy... hehe, his background is very clean. When Qi Ping recommended him, you and I investigated him thoroughly."
"No! I didn't investigate this myself, you had your Dragon Shadow investigate it! And I believed your answer, so I didn't pursue it further! Why would that person be a spy?! Can't you, Emperor Immortal, find a spy?"
As a monarch, Emperor Bu Mie naturally had a guard.
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