"presumptuous!"

The door of the Zhenbei Marquis's Mansion was instantly opened from the outside, and Chu Xuan walked in first, saying in a cold voice: "I want to see who has the guts to detain my princess privately!"

Following Chu Xuan's entry, dozens of soldiers in armor followed, all with fierce eyes, holding sharp knives, staring closely in the direction of Zhenbei Hou.

"Prince...Prince." Marquis Zhenbei spoke in a daze.

Chu Xuan walked to Lu Yanluo's side with a cold face, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"What is the Marquis of Zhenbei doing?" Chu Xuan looked around and said in a calm voice, "Although General Cheng is the Marquis' wife, she is also a general with a military post. The Marquis privately detained an official of the imperial court. This is not appropriate. Besides, my princess is still here. What do you want to do!"

Chu Xuan had the blood of a warrior. Marquis Zhenbei, a leisurely prince who had lived in the capital for a long time, had never seen such a scene before and was immediately frightened to the point of his legs going limp.

"Your Highness, you misunderstood. I... I just had a few words with my wife. I didn't mean to be disrespectful to the princess, nor did I mean to detain anyone privately. Please don't blame me, Your Highness."

"I didn't expect that the Marquis of Zhenbei has improved his ability to talk big." Lu Yanluo smiled contemptuously: "Sister Cheng said she wanted a divorce. If the Marquis is still a man, he should be more decisive and sign the divorce agreement. Why bother pretending to be so hypocritical?"

Before the Marquis of Zhenbei could speak, Chu Xuan spoke up: "Oh? General Cheng wants to divorce the Marquis of Zhenbei?"

Ever since he entered the room, Chu Xuan has been referring to Cheng Ruoxue as General Cheng all the time, as if to tell the Marquis of Zhenbei that Cheng Ruoxue is no longer the woman in the boudoir who can be called upon by him at any time.

There is no need to question which side he is on.

Cheng Ruoxue slowly approached and bowed, "Your Majesty, I am grateful for the marriage granted by Your Majesty, but the Marquis of Zhenbei and I have different minds and it is difficult to reach a consensus. From now on, we have signed a letter of divorce, hoping to part ways and be happy. However, Your Majesty... did not intend to implicate the princess, and I hope Your Majesty will atone for my sins."

Chu Xuan nodded calmly, not at all surprised by what Cheng Ruoxue said about the divorce. He turned to look at Zhenbei Hou and asked, "Where is the divorce agreement?"

Marquis Zhenbei had no choice but to send someone to get the divorce letter and present it to Chu Xuan.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xuan had no intention of accepting it. He asked someone to bring a pen and ink, handed it to Zhenbei Hou, and said lightly: "Sign it."

These two simple words threw at the Marquis of Zhenbei, making him sweat profusely. The guards behind him, who were staring at him eagerly, were so intimidating that they forced him to pick up the pen and sign the divorce agreement unwillingly.

Chu Xuan nodded with satisfaction, and in front of Marquis Zhenbei, he personally brought people to pick up Lu Yanluo and Cheng Ruoxue.

Finally walking out of the marquis' mansion where she had been imprisoned for many years, Cheng Ruoxue looked back without any nostalgia, but instead felt a sense of relief.

Lu Yanluo smiled and took Cheng Ruoxue's hand: "You will have a happy life from now on. Congratulations, Sister Cheng!"

Cheng Ruoxue smiled and said, "Thanks to you and the prince."

The three of them smiled at each other and slowly left.

After the battle of Dongchen, Chu Xuan returned victoriously. Some people in the capital were happy while others were worried.

Although Chu Xuan returned the tiger talisman to the emperor, his prestige in the army became even greater after this battle, and the situation in the capital was under Chu Xuan's control.

This made Prince Ning restless day and night, and he even began to get anxious.

Concubine Lin died at the hands of Chu Xuan. The emperor suppressed the matter to save his face, but how could Prince Ning be willing to accept this?

He had been at odds with Chu Xuan over the throne, and now he had a grudge against Chu Xuan for killing his mother. King Ning looked out at the dark night, feeling secretly resentful. He and Chu Xuan would fight to the death!

"Chu Xuan..."

On the second day, during the morning court session, Chu Zhen glanced at Chu Xuan from afar without saying a word. He then turned to stare at Chu Chen who was standing beside Chu Xuan, with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

Chu Chen was a lively person. As soon as the court was dismissed, he ran out first.

Unexpectedly, before he reached the palace gate, a eunuch stopped him and said softly, "His Highness Prince Su, our master wants to invite you to a gathering for something. Please follow me."

Chu Chen was taken to Zhaoren Palace with a confused look on his face.

At this moment, Zhaoren Palace no longer had its former bustle and splendor. Just like its owner, it fell into eternal silence.

Chu Zhen sat quietly in the desolate environment, silently watching Chu Chen who walked in slowly.

"Coming?"

Chu Chen was completely confused and simply walked over and sat down: "What do you want to talk to me about? You're so mysterious."

Chu Chen had disliked Chu Zhen since childhood because of the arrogant Concubine Lin in the palace, and he was never in a good mood when they met.

Chu Zhen had a plan in mind, and did not care about Chu Chen's unreasonableness. He slowly said, "Prince Su has been in the fiefdom for a few years. He feels that the fiefdom is close to the capital. Which one is more to your liking?"

"What do you mean?"

Chu Zhen smiled meaningfully: "Why does Prince Su treat me like this? You and I are brothers after all. I called you here today to help you. The situation in the capital is now all leaning towards Chu Xuan. If he becomes emperor, you and I will have to go to our fiefdoms at best. At worst, it is unknown whether we can live well."

"In this case, why don't we take the initiative? Chu Xuan and I have a grudge against each other for killing our mother, but he is not on guard against you. As long as you take the opportunity to kill Chu Xuan, I promise you that I will definitely support you to ascend the throne. I don't ask for anything else, I just want to avenge my mother! How do you think?"

Hearing Chu Zhen's plan, Chu Chen looked unpredictable and said in a cold voice: "You want to kill my brother? You are looking for death! I will never help you!"

Having said that, he stood up decisively and left without looking back.

Behind him, Chu Zhen had an unpleasant expression on his face and sneered, "If you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you!"

That night, the doorman of Prince Su's Mansion received a letter.

Then Chu Chen ran out of the house in a panic.

In a carriage on the outskirts of the city, Chu Chen's mother, Han Jieyu, had her hands tied and looked at her son who walked in with tears in her eyes.

Chu Chen panted and said angrily: "Chu Zhen! Let my mother go!"

In the evening, the doorman hurriedly brought in a letter saying that Concubine Han had something important to tell her. Chu Chen thought that his mother missed him and wanted him to enter the palace, but he didn't expect that it was sent by Chu Zhen, which contained his mother's personal ornaments and an address.

Chu Zhen smiled and walked closer: "My dear brother, you know why I do this. As I said before, as long as you kill Chu Xuan, everything will be fine, but..."

Chu Zhen looked sideways at Concubine Han and said, "Before that, I will take care of Concubine Han for a while. When I receive the news of Chu Xuan's death, I will send Concubine Han back to Prince Su's Mansion."

Chu Chen's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the carriage where his mother was, but finally he had to compromise.

Chu Zhen was very satisfied with this: "Winter hunting will begin in a few days, and that will be the best time. This prince and Lady Concubine will wait for good news from His Royal Highness Prince Su."