The sacred land of the Yin-Yang School.
Apart from the Imperial Palace, this was the most secretive place in Xianyang. Ordinary top-notch experts were not allowed to approach it.
On the altar of the Holy Land, Donghuang Taiyi, who was wearing a black robe, stood quietly and listened to the latest news from the Imperial Palace.
"To establish a heart for heaven and earth, to establish a life for the people, to inherit the ultimate arts of the past saints, and to create peace for all generations.”
"This Nineteenth Prince, who never leaves his wine, actually has such boldness?”
When Donghuang Taiyi's calm voice heard the news about Ying Tian, his voice, which was as cold as ice, suddenly fluctuated.
"Yes."
" Yes, Master!" the Moon Goddess replied softly. She was wearing a cold robe and exuded an aura that kept people away.
"This time, the 3,000 Confucianists used the matter of the divine stones to pressure His Majesty, but they were unexpectedly disrupted by the nineteenth prince.”
"It's really surprising."
Donghuang Taiyi paced slowly on the altar. He was extremely indifferent. He would know if it was an accident after a try!
He thought about it but didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at Yueshen.
"Is there any progress on the Godstone?"
"We can conclude that it is related to the Mo family!”
"Mo Family?"
Donghuang Taiyi suddenly stopped and chuckled.
"A mere Mo Family can't do this. There's still a big hand behind them stirring up the situation.”
"Go, find the person behind the Mo family.”
At this point, Donghuang Taiyi's back was facing the crowd, and his words revealed a domineering aura of having everything under control.
"Yes, sir!"
Yueshen bowed slightly and was about to leave when she was suddenly stopped by Donghuang Taiyi!
"Wait a moment. I'll report the matter of the Mo family to His Majesty first. It can also be considered an explanation to His Majesty.”
"Also, let Consort Yan test Prince Nineteen!”
"Lady Yan?"
The Moon Goddess's eyes flashed with surprise and disbelief.
"Yes."
Donghuang Taiyi still did not turn around and stood with his hands behind his back.
"She used to be the Eastern Monarch. Rather than keeping her here forever, it's better to make use of her now.”
"Make a deal with her and do three things for the Yin-Yang School to give her the freedom she wants.”
Hearing Donghuang Taiyi's words, Yueshen sighed in her heart.
"Yes, sir!"
On the other side, in the Imperial Residence.
On the bank of the lake, a simple and elegant woman was reciting a poem.
The beautiful scenery of a beautiful lady was like a peerless painting.
"Something has happened to Miss!"
With an urgent shout, Little Green ran to Wang Yan as if it had seen a ghost, which made Wang Yan feel helpless.
"What happened this time?"
"What kind of shocking move did the Nineteenth Prince do this time?”
Wang Yan silently put away the bamboo slips in her hand. If she didn't hear Qing Zhu's story, she wouldn't be able to concentrate on reading.
"Just now in the court, the nineteenth prince killed Grand Secretary Chun in front of all the ministers!”
" What?!"
Wang Yan instantly stood up in shock, not even noticing that the pile of bamboo slips on the table had been swept to the ground!
" How could this be?!"
Killing an important official in the court!
Where else in the world could the Nineteenth Prince go?!
Was her husband going to be gone so quickly?
Thinking of the unruly figure she had seen when she was young, Wang Yan's heart couldn't help but ache.
"Hurry up! Send the news to his father and grandfather in the palace! He wanted them to do their best to save the Nineteenth Prince's life!”
"Yes! Although the Nineteenth Prince is not favored, he is still the son of His Majesty. As long as he is willing to give up everything and mediate in time, he will definitely be able to protect himself…"
Wang Yan muttered to herself as she paced back and forth anxiously. Her delicate hands were tightly clasped together, and the worry on her face was barely concealed.
"Miss…"
Qing Zhu couldn't help but open her mouth. This was the first time she had seen the usually dignified Wang Yan care so much about someone. In the past, when she mentioned Prince Fusu, Wang Yan, who everyone had high hopes for, she would only smile faintly.
"Little Qing, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and go!"
Seeing that Wang Yan was really anxious, Xiao Qing hurriedly waved her hand and said,
"Miss, you've made a mistake! The Nineteenth Prince was not punished by His Majesty!”
"Not punished?"
Wang Yan suddenly stopped in her tracks, the shock in her eyes not lessening at all!
The fact that he was able to kill an important minister of the country without any problems had already exceeded Wang Yan's imagination!
"What exactly happened? Tell me from the beginning!"
A moment later, Wang Yan, who had forced Qing Zhu to finish her sentence in one breath, took a deep breath.
Ying Tian's actions today had given her a huge shock!
Exiled Fu Su! He killed the great scholar of the country! Three thousand Confucians killed!
In just a day, Great Qin had been completely overturned by the Nineteenth Prince!
Was this Ying Tian really the useless prince that others were talking about?
How could a good-for-nothing prince have such courage?
Coincidence?
Wang Yan believed that Prince Nineteen was hiding his strength!
"Little Qing, has the nineteenth prince returned to the residence?”
"Young Lady, she should have returned to the residence.”
Qing Zhu replied carefully.
Now, she realized that no matter how notorious the Nineteenth Prince was, he was not someone she could talk to.
This was a ruthless person who even dared to kill a great scholar in front of all the civil and military officials!
"Alright, get the horses ready. We'll pay a visit to the Nineteenth Prince.”
"Now?"
Qing Zhu's tone was full of surprise.
One had to know that the daughters of noble families nowadays almost never left their homes. Furthermore, Wang Yan and Ying Tianfang were engaged, and she was so eager to visit them. In the eyes of others, it was as if she was offering herself to them!
As if sensing Qing Zhu's thoughts, Wang Yan couldn't help but lightly knock Qing Zhu's forehead.
"Why should I care about other people's opinions?"
"In the future, when I marry into the Nineteenth Imperial Residence, Little Qing, you still have to warm the Nineteenth Prince's bed. Don't be despised by the Nineteenth Prince.”
"Miss!"
Hearing Wang Yan's teasing, Qing Zhu couldn't help but let out a small grumble!
However, he couldn't help but feel uneasy as he warmed Prince Nineteen's bed.
He shouldn't be despised, right?
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