The teacups, teapots, study treasures, porcelain ornaments, etc. fell to the smooth gold brick floor with crisp sounds and were smashed to pieces.

Tea and ink splashed everywhere, and a few drops of scalding tea even splashed onto Eunuch Ni's face, burning his skin and causing a dull pain.

Most of the things in the house were smashed and the floor was in a mess.

But the emperor was still not satisfied.

The veins on his forehead were throbbing and his face was flushed. He felt a surge of anger rising in his heart, making him feel uneasy.

All the palace servants, including Eunuch Ni, remained silent, not daring to say a word, for fear of incurring the emperor's wrath.

The emperor has been getting more and more angry recently. It is no exaggeration to say that he gets easily provoked by anything.

Crown Prince Gu Nanjin was also there, feeling helpless and powerless, exhausted both physically and mentally.

In his opinion, there was no benefit in the quarrel between his father and the ninth uncle.

Even though the Ninth Prince has a large army under his command, he is now in the capital, like a trapped beast, unable to cause any major trouble.

Even if the emperor really wants to suppress the Ninth Uncle, he can do it step by step. Why rush at this moment? At this time, a young eunuch's sharp and gentle voice came from outside the imperial study: "Master Xuan Jing, please come this way."

Taoist Master Xuan Jing, wearing a grey Taoist robe and holding a silver whisk in his hand, walked in.

Seeing the mess on the ground, Xuan Jing's eyes flashed, and he walked to the emperor slowly and steadily, bowed to him and said, "I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

The atmosphere was cold and depressing; the air seemed to be condensing, and there was a heaviness as if a storm was about to come.

Eunuch Ni and the others were relieved. Even if the emperor was angry, he would be angry at the real culprit.

"Xuan Jing," the emperor's gaze pierced Xuan Jing like a knife, and he asked coldly, "Why didn't Gu Jue die?"

The emperor had always respected Taoist Master Xuan Jing, believing that he had profound Taoist skills and regarded his words as sacred. He had always been polite to him in the past, but this was the first time that the emperor had been so harsh to him, and his voice was so cold that ice chips almost fell out of it.

The atmosphere became even colder.

On the surface, Xuan Jing still looked like an immortal, but in his heart he was secretly complaining: All this had developed to this point by accident.

Originally, it was the Second Prince who asked him to speak well of Chu Qianchen in front of the Emperor. He made his words ambiguous in order to be able to attack or defend. He did not expect that the Emperor would actually want to give Prince Chen a "happy wedding"...

Things have come to this point, and the current situation does not allow him to say that he didn't know.

Xuan Jing felt a cold sweat on the back of his neck, as if a guillotine was hanging above his neck, making him feel cold.

If he cannot give the emperor a satisfactory answer today, then one can imagine what will happen to him.

Xuan Jing slowly flicked his whisk and bowed again, "Your Majesty, please allow me to calculate for you."

Xuan Jing lowered his eyes, raised his right hand as if he was calculating, and seemed to be muttering to himself.

The room became quiet again.

The palace maids all held their breath, and Gu Nanjin stood aside with his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart.

After a moment, Xuan Jing opened his eyes, seemed to hesitate, then counted on his fingers before putting down his hand.

His eyes were complicated, a mixture of surprise, hesitation, contemplation, confusion, etc.

The emperor looked at Xuan Jing with a frown on his face, with the arrogance that only an emperor could have.

Xuan Jing frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the fate of Princess Chu... Princess Chen is a bit strange. She suffered many misfortunes at a young age, and now she is facing a great disaster. There is death in life and life in death. Next, it depends on whether she can survive from death..."

"As for Prince Chen, his fate is the Seven Killings Fate, an extremely evil omen that indicates a short life." Xuan Jing said with careful consideration, half true and half false.

Right in front of him, the emperor sat behind an empty imperial desk, slowly turning the jade ring on his thumb with one hand, his eyes half-closed.

In the past, a Taoist priest had calculated Gu Jue's fate, and it was indeed the Seven Killings Fate.

Although the name of the Seven Killings Pattern is ominous, people with great nobility throughout history often have the Seven Killings Pattern. Since ancient times, there have been many kings, princes, generals and ministers with the Seven Killings Pattern in their fate who have made earth-shaking achievements and left their names in history.

The emperor's eyes darkened and his face became as gloomy as water.

He curled his lips in sarcasm, "Short-lived? I see he's very energetic."

Although the emperor still had a stern face, Xuan Jing could see that the emperor's mood was beginning to calm down. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your Majesty, I observed the stars again last night, and the star of generals is still dim. His Royal Highness Prince Chen must be seriously ill and will not live long. He is just recovering from his last breath now."

"If Your Majesty does not believe it, you can ask the imperial physician to take Prince Chen's pulse."

Xuan Jing was certain that Prince Chen was seriously ill, so he said this with confidence.

"..." The emperor's expression eased a little, thinking of how Prince Chen's Mansion had repeatedly refused the imperial physician's visits, it was clear that they had something to hide. If Gu Jue was in good health, why would he hide away for a month? This was not in line with Gu Jue's character.

Eunuch Ni had served the emperor for decades and was always good at observing people's words and expressions. He quickly gave a wink to the two young eunuchs beside him.

The young eunuchs immediately took action, some hurried to sweep the floor, and some went to prepare tea for the emperor again.

Xuan Jing slowly swung his whisk again and changed the subject: "Your Majesty, how do you feel after taking the Nine-Layer Pill?"

He tried to divert the emperor's attention with elixirs.

Speaking of the Nine-Layered Pill, the emperor's eyes lit up and a slight smile appeared on his face. Any slight doubt in his heart about Xuan Jing disappeared in an instant.

He took the Nine-Returning Pill and the Nine-Chapter Pill made by Xuan Jing successively. Both pills were genuine elixirs. In the months after taking the pills, he was as strong as a dragon and a tiger, and was reborn. The Nine-Chapter Pill in particular really had the effect of reversing aging.

"I feel like I'm in great spirits lately. I don't feel tired even after practicing swordplay for a long time." The emperor became happier and happier as he spoke. He asked Taoist Xuan Jing to sit down, and then asked anxiously, "Master, if I take one pill of the Nine-Layer Pill a day, it still has such miraculous effects. Can I take one more pill a day?"

Gu Nanjin clenched his fists and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He knew that the emperor would not listen, so he could only swallow his words.

Xuan Jing lifted his robe and sat down on a red sandalwood armchair by the window. He shook his head and advised sternly, "Your Majesty, haste makes waste. Everything must be done step by step."

The emperor thought about it carefully and agreed. Immortality is not that simple and cannot be achieved overnight!

The emperor nodded and said, "You are right, Taoist priest. I am too anxious."

"However, Taoist Priest, I only have less than ten Nine-Layer Pills left..."

As he was speaking, the young eunuch quickly cleaned up the tea, broken porcelain pieces, and four treasures of the study on the ground, and a palace maid gently served tea to the emperor and Xuan Jing.

Xuan Jing added: "Your Majesty, rest assured. I have already refined three more furnaces of Nine-Layer Pills for you. In three days, they will be ready. One of the three furnaces will surely be successful."

The emperor smiled, looking radiant, "That's good!"

Seeing the emperor's smile, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, including Gu Nanjin.

After a while, a young eunuch in blue entered the room quietly and gave Eunuch Ni a silent look, and Eunuch Ni left without a sound.

After a while, Eunuch Ni came back with a memorial in his hand.

He walked closer, placed the memorial on the imperial desk, and said, "Your Majesty, a memorial has just been sent over 500 miles from Nanyang."

When the emperor heard the word Nanyang, he naturally thought of Qin Yao, the prince of Nanyang who killed his father and fled. He estimated that this memorial was about arresting Qin Yao.

Xuan Jing was very tactful and immediately said, "Since the emperor has government affairs to attend to, I will take my leave. Three days later, I will bring the Nine-Layered Pill to the palace to present to the emperor."

The emperor said yes repeatedly and ordered Eunuch Ni to personally escort Xuan Jing out.

In the imperial study, only the emperor and his son were left.

"Crown Prince," the emperor said to Crown Prince Gu Nanjin as he opened the memorial on the imperial desk, "Qin Xuan is also the legitimate son, so why not let him inherit the title of King of Nanyang..."

The emperor stopped talking halfway. He looked at the contents of the memorial, his pupils shrank slightly, and he could not hide his shock.

This memorial was stamped with the seal of Qin Yao, the prince of Nanyang, and at the end were signatures and seals from a number of Nanyang generals, proving that the person who murdered his father was Qin Xuan, and that he had been beheaded on the spot.

At the end of the memorial, Qin Yao directly requested the emperor to let him inherit the title and inherit the title of King of Nanyang.

The emperor held the memorial tightly in his hand, his pupils were dark and his face was ashen.

The King of Nanyang has guarded the northwestern border for generations and has a hundred thousand troops under his command. In order to prevent him from becoming powerful, the princes of Nanyang in successive generations would stay in the capital, and this generation's prince Qin Yao is no exception.

After the emperor ascended the throne, he regarded the King of Nanyang as a serious threat in recent years, so he intended to support and depose Qin Yao.

As he wished, Qin Yao was just a playboy and good for nothing.

The emperor was quite satisfied with this, and had always intended for Qin Yao to inherit the title of King of Nanyang. Until May of this year, when rumors came that Qin Yao had killed his father, Gu Jue actually went to great lengths to defend Qin Yao, and even went to court in person to refute him and suppress those memorials impeaching Qin Yao.

It was only then that the emperor learned that Gu Jue was actually good friends with Qin Yao, and that their friendship was obviously not just an ordinary acquaintance.

At that time, the emperor changed his mind and felt that Qin Yao could not be kept. Since he had killed his father, he should be sentenced to death, which was an unforgivable crime.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yao’s whereabouts became unknown after he escaped from Nanyang.

The emperor also sent a number of people to help the Nanyang Palace search for Qin Yao's whereabouts, but there was no progress.

It was not until today that the emperor received news about Qin Yao again, but the situation had changed drastically, and the person who killed his father became Qin Xuan!

"Father," Gu Nanjin saw that the emperor's face was not looking good, and asked, "but what happened in the northwest?"

The emperor's eyebrows furrowed, a "Chuan" character was wrinkled on his forehead, and he raised his hand to make a gesture.

A young eunuch presented Qin Yao's memorial to Gu Nanjin.

Gu Nanjin also read the memorial at a glance, with a look of surprise on his face.

I didn’t expect that in just one month, such drastic changes had taken place in the Northwest and Nanyang Palace!

No one knows a father better than his son. Gu Nanjin understood his father’s feelings towards Gu Jue and immediately understood why his father was angry.

He closed the memorial and carefully considered his words to persuade the emperor: "Father, now that the murder of Prince Nanyang has been solved and Qin Xuan has been executed, it is only natural for the Crown Prince to inherit the title."

If Qin Yao was a bastard's son, then the emperor had a legitimate reason to make things difficult for him. It would also be reasonable for him to order the Nanyang Palace to be demoted by one rank.

But Qin Yao is the legitimate prince of Nanyang. If the emperor makes things difficult for Qin Yao in the succession, it may make other royal nobles feel disappointed. After all, the emperor can make things difficult for the Nanyang Palace today, and he can make things difficult for other palaces next time.

"As the crown prince, don't be so naive!" the emperor scolded coldly, "Don't you think about the location of the northwest?"

"The Northwest is connected to the Northland, and Gu Jue and Qin Yao are good friends. If Qin Yao hands over all of the Northwest to Gu Jue and the two areas become one, it will be a disaster for Da Qi!"

Gu Nanjin: “…”

Gu Nanjin felt somewhat helpless and sighed: Father's grudge against the Ninth Prince is too deep. Father's suspicion would probably make the ministers feel disheartened.

Gu Nanjin thought for a moment and continued to persuade: "Father, since the prince of Qin did not kill his father, it is only natural for him to inherit the title. In addition, the Lin State and some other small countries are eyeing the northwest border and have repeatedly invaded. The Nanyang Army cannot be without a leader for a day, otherwise it may shake the military and people's hearts in the northwest."

emperor:"……"

The emperor was silent. He thought that the prince was too womanizing and not brave enough to kill.

The imperial study fell into dead silence.

When Eunuch Ni sent Taoist Xuan Jing away and returned to the imperial study, he heard the emperor say in a deep and meaningful voice: "These people in the Nanyang Army have a different story every day. One moment they say Qin Yao killed his father, and the next moment they say Qin Xuan killed his father. This is simply a joke. I don't know if they have found out the truth!"

"The death of Prince Nanyang is of great importance. We must investigate it thoroughly before discussing the succession to the title. I intend to send an imperial envoy to the northwest to investigate this case thoroughly."

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The emperor felt that this plan was a brilliant one, as it could achieve the best of both worlds and allow him to advance and retreat freely.

If there really was some hidden story behind King Nanyang's death, then Qin Yao certainly could not inherit the title.

Even if the real murderer is Qin Xuan, he can use this as an excuse to delay the matter of Chengjue, and also give Qin Yao a warning, letting him know that he is the emperor of Da Qi.

The emperor's eyes lit up and he asked Gu Nanjin, "Prince, who do you think is qualified to serve as the imperial envoy?"

Gu Nanjin: “…”

Gu Nanjin hesitated.

This is not an easy job. To put it bluntly, no matter what the result of this mission is, this imperial envoy is bound to offend Qin Yao and the soldiers of the Nanyang Army.

This trip requires a person who is good at handling affairs of state to go to the northwest, otherwise, it may backfire.

Gu Nanjin was thinking about whether to choose a candidate from the royal family or a censor from the Censorate. He considered one candidate after another in his mind, but felt that none of them were suitable.

At this time, he heard the emperor say again: "What do you think about letting Gu Jue go?"

Gu Nanjin: “…”

Gu Nanjin's eyebrows moved. He understood what his father meant. His father wanted to drive a thorn between the Ninth Uncle and Qin Yao.

In fact, Gu Nanjin felt that it was really unnecessary. Moreover, if the Ninth Prince was really on good terms with Qin Yao, even if there was something else behind the case, he could just side with Qin Yao and let it go.

Gu Nanjin knew that his father had always been stubborn to the point of paranoia regarding the Ninth Uncle, and that his father's temper had become increasingly violent recently. He would often fly into a rage over trivial matters, causing great distress to the court officials. The Minister of Personnel, Lord Xu, was hit on the forehead by his father's folding fan two days ago.

Gu Nanjin said tactfully: "Father, the Ninth Uncle is still ill."

When Gu Jue's illness was mentioned, the emperor's face became even gloomier, and he sneered, "Illness? I don't think his illness is serious enough!"

Sick, sick, sick! This Gu Jue is obviously ill, but he still refuses to hand in his military token. Instead, he is very close to Nan Hao's Wu Hejialou. Yesterday, Wu Hejialou even went to the Prince Chen's Mansion in person to attend Gu Jue's wedding.

It is said that the two had a secret conversation for a long time, but no one knew what agreement they reached.

The more the emperor thought about it, the more he felt uneasy.

This Gu Jue keeps making small moves, and is secretly on good terms with Qin Yao and Wuhejialou. It is clear that he is coveting the throne. Why doesn't he die of illness earlier? ! The emperor looked out the window with a heavy gaze.

I don’t know when, the sunset was about to set completely, leaving only the last touch of orange in the sky.

Gu Jue and Chu Qianchen were also looking at the sunset in the sky.

The two of them had already changed out of their formal dresses and walked around the palace. Chu Qianchen felt a little tired, so he chose a pavilion in the garden to rest and enjoy the sunset.

The prince and princess wanted to take a rest, so the servants naturally did not dare to be disrespectful and brought tea, fruit juice, fruits, ice basins, etc. to them.

In addition, there is also Gu Jue’s medicine.

The medicine soup was prepared by Amber herself and served steaming hot.

Chu Qianchen personally brought the medicine bowl to Gu Jue and stared at him eagerly, "Prince, drink the medicine."

Gu Jue drank the medicine in one breath.

Chu Qianchen took the empty medicine bowl and stuffed another candy into his mouth. His movements were quick and tacit, as if he had done it countless times.

Chu Qianchen secretly thought that she could make more different kinds of candied fruits for the prince, so that he could eat a different kind every time after taking the medicine.

While thinking, Cheng Linhua walked towards this side quickly and hurriedly.

"Your Majesty, Princess." Cheng Linhua bowed to the two of them first, and then reported, "Prince Qin's memorial has just been delivered to the imperial study."

Of course, he said this to Gu Jue.

Gu Jue just glanced at Cheng Linhua indifferently without saying anything. He lowered his eyes again and slowly drank the rose dew water handed to him by Chu Qianchen.

Cheng Linhua knew that Gu Jue meant for him to continue reporting without having to avoid the princess, so he continued, "The emperor was very angry about this and took his anger out on the crown prince. He was worried that the prince Qin would be on good terms with you..."

Cheng Linhua reported in detail what happened in the imperial study, including the emperor's attitude and the attitude of Crown Prince Gu Nanjin.

Chu Qianchen was not surprised at all and drank the fruit juice silently on the side.

Of course she knew that the prince had also placed some people in the palace and around the emperor.

Gu Jue casually played with the white porcelain cup in his hand and commented lightly: "The prince doesn't look like Gu Lang's biological son."

Chu Qianchen's eyes flickered slightly, and he agreed deeply, and took another sip of the sour, sweet and cool fruit juice.

Although Crown Prince Gu Nanjin cannot be called a genius, he has a gentle and steady temperament. If he can ascend to the throne, he will be a king who maintains the status quo.

It’s a pity that the current emperor Gu Lang is suspicious by nature.

In his previous life, the crown prince was deposed and reinstated, reinstated and deposed again, and ultimately died due to the emperor's suspicion.

After the crown prince died, the emperor delayed appointing a new crown prince. He was also suspicious of his own princes, always feeling that the princes coveted the throne and that the court officials were rebellious. He tore the entire Great Qi Dynasty into pieces, and the previous emperor's decades of hard work were wasted.

In the previous life, the day before the city was broken, the emperor abandoned the capital and ran away.

The imperial guards stationed in the capital city finally lost all morale. In just one night, the entire capital city was easily conquered by Qin Yao's army.

Thinking about it, Chu Qianchen poured himself another glass of fruit juice, feeling calm and relaxed.

Cheng Linhua was somewhat worried. He didn't know who the emperor would send to the northwest in the end. What if he messed up the good situation in the northwest?

He looked at Gu Jue hesitantly, wanting to say something.

Gu Jue said calmly: "It's okay."

He only said two words, and Cheng Linhua felt at ease as if he had taken a tranquilizer.

Chu Qianchen nodded sympathetically, not worried at all.

Although Qin Yao is not a good person, he is very decisive when it comes to big things.

He will definitely take over the Northwest completely. With the Northwest and the North together, the four states in the two places will be connected together. In this way, for Gu Jue, he can attack or defend.

They will only have room to maneuver when the day comes when they are forced to protest against the emperor.

At this time in his previous life, Qin Yao was still burdened with the injustice of patricide and could only temporarily hand over the Northwest to others. But in this life, the situation is different. With the help of the prince, it is a sure thing for Qin Yao to take over the Northwest.

Cheng Linhua wanted to leave, but just as he bowed, he remembered something else and said, "Your Majesty, after the prince came out of the imperial study, he left the palace and went to the post house to see Wuhejialou..."

Gu Nanjin obviously has not given up on the marriage between the two countries.

Gu Jue just nodded slightly to show that he understood.

This time, Cheng Linhua tactfully withdrew: "Then I will take my leave first."

There were only two of them left in the pavilion.

Amber and the other maids knew that their masters had something private to say, so they obediently retreated outside the pavilion.

The setting sun sank lower and lower, and big red lanterns were lit in the garden, dotted around like fireflies on a summer night.

Chu Qianchen saw that it was getting late, so he said, "Your Majesty, tomorrow..."

Tomorrow is the day for the bride's parents to return to their parents' home. Logically, the groom should accompany the bride back to her parents' home.

Chu Qianchen had just started talking when Gu Jue remembered what the girl had said this morning: "Your Majesty, I can go to the palace alone today."

He vaguely guessed what she would say next, so he simply interrupted her and said, "I'll accompany you back home tomorrow morning."

Chu Qianchen: “…”

In fact, Chu Qianchen felt that there was no need for the prince to go to a place like the Chu family.

Besides, the prince’s body hasn’t recovered yet, why doesn’t he just rest well in the palace?

Chu Qianchen looked at Gu Jue with a conflicted look. The prince was too disobedient.

Even if Gu Jue couldn't read minds, he could tell what this girl was thinking. He felt helpless as expected, raised his hand and rubbed her head, and gave her three more words: "Listen to me!"

His voice was neither light nor heavy, yet it carried an air of authority that could not be questioned.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say." Chu Qianchen smiled cutely.

A pair of pupils as clear as autumn water.

(End of this chapter)