The Prime Minister's face was equally gloomy. He had been skilled in calculating power and intrigue for many years, but he never thought that he would almost gain the upper hand internally and lose to the outside world.

Or the small broken country in southern Xinjiang.

After the Prime Minister separated from the Third Prince from the palace, he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion and immediately began to instruct his servants to pack up their belongings.

He also ordered those dead servants to escort the people out of the Prime Minister's Mansion in batches. The first to be escorted away were naturally the Prime Minister's children, followed by the Prime Minister's wife and concubines.

As for the prime minister, he had already planned to escape.

Even if the dynasty was destroyed by then, the prime minister could at least take the money and leave, and live the rest of his life carefree without worrying about money and become a rich man.

The third prince had actually been keeping an eye on what was happening at the Prime Minister's Mansion, because he always suspected that the emperor was being held hostage by the Prime Minister.

Ever since Zhao Ji had sowed discord between the Third Prince and the Prime Minister several times before, the Third Prince no longer trusted the Prime Minister as fully as before.

It was also because the Third Prince secretly observed the movements in the Prime Minister's Mansion that he discovered that the Prime Minister had already begun to relocate his relatives.

At this moment, even a despicable villain like the Third Prince felt that he had never expected the Prime Minister to be so despicable.

After the prime minister made all the arrangements, he began to think about how to get out of this situation. In his opinion, this court was doomed to perish.

Now the emperor is nominally in a coma, and the only one who can make decisions in the court is the prime minister himself.

If he suddenly resigned and returned home, he would definitely be scolded, and might even be held down by the emotional generals in the court.

So the prime minister thought about it and thought of another way. It would be best if he could just disappear and have a legitimate reason.

After much thought, the prime minister came up with a brilliant idea.

The next day in the court, the prime minister actually volunteered to go to the front line to boost morale.

"The dynasty is in danger now. As the prime minister of the dynasty, I have the obligation and responsibility to go to the front line and share life and death with our soldiers!"

After the Prime Minister finished his impassioned speech, he looked down and saw that few people had any expression on their faces. Most of them were extremely calm, even the Third Prince.

This made the prime minister feel a little uneasy.

Logically speaking, at least these ministers should have tried to stop it, because if the prime minister left, they would have no one to make the decision.

But now no one in the court spoke, as if no one cared about the Prime Minister going to the front line in person to boost morale.

This made the prime minister feel a little uneasy, mainly because he had an inexplicable feeling of being out of control.

The third prince looked numb because he had long known that the prime minister wanted to escape.

So no matter how righteous the prime minister's words were, the third prince knew this man's true face.

At this moment, the Third Prince felt somewhat puzzled. He wondered why other people were as numb as himself.

The next moment, the third prince and the prime minister got the answer. They saw a figure gradually appearing outside the hall.

A voice that had not been heard for a long time rang out: "Since the Prime Minister is so willing to sacrifice his life for the country, I will send someone to personally escort the Prime Minister over. I believe that the soldiers on the front line really hope that the Prime Minister can personally go over to fight the enemy. If the Prime Minister can make a contribution, he will definitely go down in history!"

When the voice that belonged only to Zhao Ji came, the Third Prince was shocked all over. At this time, the Prime Minister's face turned pale, his eyes widened, and he stared at Zhao Ji's figure.

Zhao Ji walked slowly into the Golden Throne Hall and said with a smile, "I have already sent the Royal Guards to escort the Prime Minister to the front line. Please get up immediately and head to the battlefield!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a team of forty people immediately appeared outside the hall. These people were burly and looked fierce, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not good people.

Only forty people were sent to escort a prime minister, but each of these forty people was a killing machine trained by the royal family.

The prime minister was very clear about Zhao Ji's intention. These people were not there to escort him to the battlefield, but to ensure that he died on the battlefield!

The third prince couldn't help but ask: "Why did you come back?"

Zhao Ji coughed twice and said with a smile: "Why should I come back? Your Highness Prince Jin's question is quite meaningful. I was seriously ill at first, but now I am completely cured. Naturally, I should come back to serve the emperor and the dynasty!"

The third prince was speechless.

And those neutral ministers all agreed to let Zhao Ji come back.

In fact, these people had gone to Zhao Ji's house some time ago and reached an agreement with Zhao Ji.

Seeing the current situation, the Prime Minister and the Third Prince knew very well that both of them had been plotted against by Zhao Ji.

If at this moment, the two of them still haven't realized that Zhao Ji was pretending to be sick before, I'm afraid they don't deserve to eat all these years and have all these years of brains.

At this moment, the prime minister suddenly widened his eyes, and he pointed at Zhao Ji tremblingly, as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

The prime minister realized that if Zhao Ji was pretending to be sick, then Zhao Ji was actually the most likely person to go to the palace and take the unconscious emperor away.

Because Zhao Ji is the seal holder and the person who is most familiar with the entire harem structure, and he is also the person that Yueying, the secret guard beside the emperor, trusts.

However, even though the prime minister has realized all this, he cannot say it at all.

If he dared to say it, he would have to start from the fact that he sent people to assassinate the emperor.

So the prime minister didn't dare to say it.

Zhao Ji did not give the prime minister this opportunity and clapped his hands directly: "You royal guards are so tactless. The situation on the front battlefield changes rapidly, and you are still delaying for so long that the prime minister can't go there as soon as possible to boost morale! I think each of you is probably up to something bad, right?"

Although Zhao Ji was talking about the royal guards, his eyes were fixed on the prime minister.

The prime minister felt a chill at this moment, and at this moment, the prime minister finally realized that Zhao Ji knew everything.

However, it was he who volunteered to go to the front line to boost morale. If he gave up now, Zhao Ji might find other excuses to put him directly in jail!

So the Prime Minister is now desperate and can only follow these people to the front line as Zhao Ji arranged.

Watching the prime minister being taken away obediently, a faint smile appeared on Zhao Ji's face.

Then, Zhao Ji turned around and looked at the Third Prince, and said, "Your Highness Prince Jin has been working hard for the country recently. You can see that you have lost a lot of weight. I see that your Highness Prince Jin has a lot of black and blue eyes. He really needs to rest!"

Having said that, the Third Prince had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Someone, take the Third Prince to the bedroom where the harem originally lived, and let him have a good rest!"