They watched acrobatics, guessed riddles, and even won first place in a pot-throwing competition.
When they were tired of shopping, they took the wine they won from the game of throwing pots, found a seat in a teahouse, and leisurely enjoyed the night view of the street.
"Huo Wuyou," Xue Zhiyi asked, "did you hear the people talking on the street just now?"
Huo Wuyou poured himself a cup of tea and said, "I've heard rumors that the true mastermind behind the Yueling Pass tragedy wasn't the deceased Prince Cheng, but the current emperor, who was jealous of talented people and deeply suspicious. Prince Cheng simply took the blame for the emperor."
Xue Zhiyi chuckled softly and said, "This rumor was most likely spread by the Ge family. They could have used the death of Duke Dingguo and his wife as an excuse, but now that their plan has failed, they have no choice but to resort to another method and use this rumor to stir up public resentment."
Huo Wuyou filled the teacup in front of Xue Zhiyi. "Over at Yueling Pass, the Ge family has petitioned Your Majesty to execute Prince Gong to comfort the spirits of Duke Dingguo and his wife. If Your Majesty doesn't grant this, I'm sure they'll use this as an excuse to rebel under the guise of revenge."
After taking a sip of tea, Xue Zhiyi lowered her eyes. Of course, she hoped that Gu Shichong would die, but she could not guarantee that the emperor would kill him. After all, it took a lot of trouble to make Gu Shimin die, not to mention that the emperor knew that Gu Shichong was indeed wronged.
She said, "It seems that Gu Shichong is imprisoned and is only one step away from being deposed and killed, but I'm afraid this step will take a long time."
Huo Wuyou agreed deeply: "The key is that His Majesty's body can no longer support him, and among the adult princes, only Gu Shichong is qualified to succeed him."
Xue Zhiyi knew about this. "The Fifth Prince is mentally retarded. The Second Prince, as the son of Concubine Li, cannot succeed to the throne due to his foreign bloodline. But I've always wanted to know, what about the Fourth Prince? I only know that he made a mistake and was exiled. What was that mistake that made His Majesty not even consider passing the throne to him?"
After a moment of contemplation, Huo Wuyou waved at her. Xue Zhiyi leaned over and heard Huo Wuyou whisper, "Fourth Prince, it's also because of blood."
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