"Your Majesty, I think all this is too much of a coincidence. Old Master An and An Chengxiang do not have military power. Why would they privately make the imperial property of the previous dynasty? It is obvious that someone is framing them." At this time, Jing Aotian stood up.
"Prince Jing, what you said is wrong, isn't it? They may not have any real power, but they don't need real power to dream of becoming an emperor, right? The fact that they privately made dragon robes is enough to cost them their lives. If they really had real power, wouldn't it be earth-shattering?"
"Lord Ning, why are you so sure? Are you also involved in this?" Jing Aotian looked coldly at the man who spoke.
Upon hearing this, Lord Ning's brows furrowed, but his voice remained calm. "Prince Jing is truly joking. The former emperor's property was found in the Prime Minister's residence. This is known to the entire government and the people. Do you need me to be unsure? And don't you think this statement is very unfair? If I were an accomplice, why would I stand up and say these things?"
"But there is also a saying that goes, 'The thief cries thief.' In short, before there is more evidence to prove that Mr. An and An Chengxiang are traitors, we should not rush into this matter, so as not to wrongly accuse good people." Jing Aotian retorted.
"Hmph!" Lord Ning snorted coldly, "I think Prince Jing loves the whole family because of her love for him. I heard that Miss An has a close relationship with you. Could it be that you are afraid that you will have a hard time explaining yourself when Miss An returns? But you can't be so blind, right? Be careful not to get yourself into trouble."
"Your Majesty, please make your decision!" Lord Ning said again.
"Your Majesty, please think twice!" Jing Aotian said unwillingly.
Long Xunyi frowned tightly, and after a long while he finally said, "We'll have to think about this matter in the long run. I'm leaving the court!"
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In the octagonal pavilion in front of Prince Jing's mansion, Jing Aotian looked up at the dark night sky and murmured, "Tingyu, come back soon! I'm almost dying!"
Whether it was missing her or her family, he was really reaching his limit.
The matter between Mr. An and An Donglin was obviously a frame-up, but the evidence was irrefutable. If the ministers pressed the issue, even if it was an injustice, he would probably not be able to escape death in the end.
But An Tingyu, in everyone's eyes, was the nineteenth generation of the Nether Palace's Supreme Lord. With her help, things might have turned around, but unfortunately, this separation lasted three years. It was too long, too far...
"Brother, so you are here!" A crisp voice interrupted his thoughts.
Jing Aotian turned around and saw a slender figure walking towards him. "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
The person who came was Jing Qingwu. In the past three years, Jing Qingwu has grown from a fourteen-year-old girl into a mature young lady. It is worth mentioning that Jing Qingwu is now Liu Yunsheng's fiancée.
"I can't sleep," Jing Qingwu walked into the pavilion and sat down gracefully. "Brother, is there really no way to solve the problem between Mr. An and An Chengxiang? They are all Sister An's relatives. If Sister An comes back, she will be sad."
"You have really grown up, and you can think about others now." Looking at Jing Qingwu who has grown up well, Jing Aotian's eyes were filled with satisfaction.
Jing Qingwu has changed a lot since An Tingyu left. Although she is still naughty occasionally, she has learned the meaning of knowing when to stop and what it means to be gentle and considerate. It was not until a year after An Tingyu left that he discovered that An Tingyu had written Jing Qingwu a letter before she left. The letter was full of big truths, but they were also simple and understandable. It was because of that letter that Jing Qingwu began to change. Now she is no longer the little girl who made trouble every day and was ignorant.
"Sister An once said that if you want others to respect you, you must first respect yourself. If you want to be respected by others, you must first understand respect. Sometimes saying sorry is useless because it won't change what has already happened. Sister An's words have always been in my heart. In recent years, I have come to understand her meaning more and more." At this point, Jing Qingwu turned around and looked at Jing Aotian, with a smile in her eyes and an apology, "Brother, I was really too ignorant before."
"That's right, but who made you my sister?" Jing Aotian teased.
Hearing this, Jing Qingwu just smiled and said nothing more. Just like that, the two of them fell silent. They looked up at the night sky, enjoying the quiet moment...
In the peaceful and tranquil palace of Anhe Hall, the Queen Mother stared at the prince and said coldly, "You are the ruler of a country. It is up to you to decide whether to kill or keep him. But I must first clarify one thing with you: if Tingyu returns one day, have you thought about how to face her?"
"Yes, I understand!" After saying that, Long Xunyi retreated. He also understood what the Queen Mother said. The Queen Mother did not want to get involved in this matter, and said that it was up to him to decide. But in fact, the Queen Mother had asked him to keep people, because if they didn't keep them, they would not be able to explain after An Tingyu came back. However, the ministers pressed him, and the evidence was solid, so he was in a dilemma!
In the Tianzi dungeon of the Ministry of Justice, An Donglin looked at the calm and composed Old Man An. He sighed helplessly and said, "Father, I believe you didn't do this, but I definitely didn't do it either. However, the death penalty has already been imposed, and it seems unavoidable. So if the Emperor asks, please keep silent. I will take the responsibility for this matter alone. Then, for Tingyu's sake, they shouldn't embarrass you anymore."
"Hmph, stupid!" Old Master An snorted coldly, "You made a dragon robe privately, and it was a dragon robe from the previous dynasty. Do you really think you can escape punishment? If you really admit it, I'm afraid your entire clan will be implicated. Then I'm afraid Tingyu will also be implicated. So, if you did it, you did it. If you didn't do it, you didn't do it. We don't admit to things we didn't do, and..."
An old man's sharp eyes flashed with an indistinct deepness. "Those who want to kill us, it's still uncertain who will take whose life first in the end!"
"Father, do you have any plan?" Anton Lin asked.
Old Master An smiled mysteriously, his words hinting at something, "I don't have a plan, but I have something else. However, that thing can only appear at a critical moment. Anyway, they don't want to kill us."
"Important? Isn't it important now?" Anton Lin suddenly wanted to roll his eyes. Now that he was in jail, he, as a father, still had reservations. Could it be that the critical moment would only come when the sickle fell?
"Or...your secret guards?" An Donglin asked again. He had always known that his father had a group of secret guards, but there were only ten of them, not many. Could it be that his father was planning to use the secret guards to break into the prison?
"Okay, don't ask anymore. Anyway, we will walk out of this cell with dignity." Old Master An's tone was calm, and his eyes were so firm, as if he had already made up his mind.
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