It’s no wonder that Su Wenqing was so nervous. Liancheng was really too important. If anything happened to Liancheng, the consequences would be unimaginable.

It is Lan Jiuqing's base camp and where all the secrets of the Ninth Uncle are. Once a spy appears in Liancheng, all the secrets of the Ninth Uncle will be exposed.

We must let the world know that the Ninth Prince is a descendant of the Lan family. Not only can the Ninth Prince not gain a foothold in Dongling, he even has no place to stand on the Kyushu continent.

After the Ninth Prince's identity was exposed, there was no way the four emperors would let him go, just as they are now frantically searching for Nanling Jinfan and will not let him go.

Su Wenqing was very worried. Seeing that the Ninth Uncle didn't say anything, he asked again: "Ninth Uncle, can you tell me, is there any problem with Liancheng?"

If there is a problem, it should be solved as soon as possible. It is better to kill the wrong person than to let him go. Compared with the secret of the Ninth Prince's life experience, a few unjust deaths are nothing.

The Ninth Prince hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know."

"Don't know? Then what do you want me to check?" Su Wenqing was confused by the Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince did not answer Su Wenqing's question, but asked with confusion: "Who do you think will benefit the most from Feng Qingchen's death?"

"What do you mean? I don't understand. What does Qingchen's life and death have to do with Liancheng?" Su Wenqing found that his brain was not enough. He could not keep up with the Ninth Uncle's thinking at all.

"Of course it matters." The Ninth Prince sneered: "If Qingchen dies, do you think I will have another woman?"

"Of course not." Su Wenqing said without thinking. With the uncle's obsession with women, it is more difficult than anything else for him to get close to women. I'm afraid there will never be another Feng Qingchen in the world.

"Yes, no..." The Ninth Prince sighed softly, "If you can see it, how can those old guys in Liancheng not see it? Qingchen is dead, and I don't have another woman, which also means that I won't have an heir. Without an heir, what can I do with my vast territory?"

The Ninth Prince said it so clearly that Su Wenqing couldn't understand it. He just felt that this was too scary: "Isn't it possible?"

Could it be that the Ninth Prince has no heir today, and it’s all the work of the Lan family’s old subordinates?

"I also think it is impossible, but the appearance of Lan Jingyang makes me think more about it." If he has no heir, his conquest of the kingdom will ultimately be nothing more than a wedding dress for others.

“Those people in Liancheng, how dare they…” Su Wenqing clenched his fists and kept shaking.

The Ninth Prince is their master, yet they plotted against him like this. Do they still regard him as their master?

"Why not? If their plan succeeds, there will be no risk at all and the Lan family can take that position." The Ninth Prince looked indifferent, but Su Wenqing still knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

The feeling of being stabbed in the back by your own people is definitely not a good one.

A flash of anger flashed across Su Wenqing's face: "What should we do now?"

"You don't have to do anything. All of this is just my guess, and it's not certain whether it's true or false. You should first check those people in Liancheng to see if they have any contact with Lan Jingyang or outsiders." The Ninth Prince was roughly certain that his guess was most likely true. There must be a traitor around him, otherwise the Shenji Camp would not have been in trouble.

"Okay." Su Wenqing knew the seriousness of the matter and nodded cautiously.

"Before there is a result, this matter cannot be made known to anyone." The Ninth Prince thought about it and emphasized it. If no one in Liancheng betrays him, his action would hurt someone.

"I understand." Su Wenqing nodded repeatedly: "I will investigate this matter myself and will never let the news leak out."

"Be careful." Although Liancheng's matter made the Ninth Prince suspicious of the people around him, he still believed in Su Wenqing.

After talking about Liancheng, the Ninth Uncle asked, "How is Bufan doing?"

"There is absolutely no problem with Bu Fan, you can rest assured. Even I can't tell the difference between the real and the fake. He even fooled Fu Lin." Lan Jiuqing has never shown his true face to anyone. As long as they are not insiders, Bu Fan can easily fool others by putting on Lan Jiuqing's outfit.

The Ninth Prince nodded and said, "Very good. Let Bu Fan meet Feng Qingchen later and see if Feng Qingchen can figure out anything." The Ninth Prince was quite troubled by Feng Qingchen's intuition, which sometimes worked and sometimes didn't.

"This... no need for that. At the martial arts conference, Qingchen may not necessarily meet Bu Fan head-on. As long as the two of you appear in the same occasion, it proves that you are not the same person, isn't that enough?" Su Wenqing knew that Feng Qingchen saw through Nanling Jinfan's disguise at a glance.

If Feng Qingchen finds out again, all their efforts will be in vain.

"No need to get close, let them meet each other." The Ninth Prince insisted, and Su Wenqing had no other choice but to do as he was told.

Still dressed in black, Fu Lin appeared in the palace and reported the news to the emperor one by one. Finally, he added: "Your Majesty, from what I have seen, the Ninth Prince does not seem to believe that the mastermind behind this is Prince Zhou."

"I don't believe that Zizhou is so stupid." Because his throat had been operated on, the emperor's voice was still a little hoarse after it recovered, but it did not affect his voice.

Fu Lin lowered his head and stopped talking. Confessing to the emperor at the right time would gain his trust, but telling everything would be courting death.

The emperor did not ask Fu Lin any more questions, and ordered: "You continue to keep an eye on this matter. Don't alert the enemy yet. Find out who else is in the army and find them out one by one."

"I obey your command." Fu Lin saluted and made sure that the emperor had no other instructions, so he left obediently.

Looking up at the bright moon above his head, Fu Lin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He really didn't know when such days would end.

After Fu left, the emperor reviewed the remaining memorials and stood up. The emperor did not feel tired at all and was secretly proud of himself. He asked the eunuch to summon the concubine to sleep with him.

The emperor has been summoning concubines to sleep with him every night recently. Without the empress dowager or the queen in the harem, no one can persuade the emperor. If the imperial physician occasionally mentions something, he will be scolded by the emperor. Over time, no one dares to offend the emperor.

That night, the emperor summoned two concubines in succession and did not stop until the second half of the night. The eunuch heard no sound in the house and let the palace maids in to serve.

The emperor was soaking in the hot springs, but the concubines did not have such good treatment. They just washed themselves in the bathtub and were then taken away by eunuchs in a sedan chair.

The emperor soaked in the hot spring for two incense sticks' time. He felt much better and the thing between his legs stood up again. The emperor became more and more satisfied with his abilities, but it was a pity that the concubine was sent away.

Just at this time, the palace maid came in to serve the emperor. The emperor saw that the palace maid was pretty and delicate, and he didn't care about it, so he directly dragged her into the water...

The maid struggled for a while, but failed to push the emperor away, so she gave in reluctantly, and the two of them started to do it in the hot spring. The maid was used to serving people and could humble herself, which made the emperor very satisfied.

But just as the emperor was about to enter with his gun in hand, something unexpected happened...