Chapter 92: Storming the Imperial Harem

  Xia Yang's gaze was like a torch, and Feng Li immediately knelt down. He then noticed the inappropriateness on Xia Tian's body. Walking up to Xia Tian, his face looked unpleasant but his tone was extremely gentle: "Quickly go change your clothes, be careful not to catch a chill."

  "Big brother......" Xia Tian's voice was filled with pleading as he called out, his eyes looking towards Yuan Longqi.

  "Obey!" Xia Yang remained unmoved.

  She bit her lip and reluctantly walked towards the door. Qing Ming subconsciously wanted to follow, but thought better of it and didn't move.

  "Feng Lui," Xiaoyang's voice sounded again, "be careful serving."

  "Yes." Feng Lian held her breath and knocked her head, then quickly got up and chased after Xia Tian.

  Xia Yang's gaze turned back to Jing Fei, who bowed and followed the maid out.

  Only a few men were left in the hall. Yuan Longlin looked at Yuan Longqi, who had come uninvited, and asked: "Fifth brother, how did you get here?"

  "I heard about Third Brother's situation and rushed to the Ling Wang Fu, but didn't expect...” He paused for a moment, let out a soft sigh, “I didn't see Third Sister-in-law, I'm worried about her safety. I thought that if she could escape from the fu, perhaps she would return to the Hu Guo Jiang Jun Fu, so I came here."

  "Third sister has nothing to do with it, I'll thank Fifth brother on Third brother's behalf."

  "San Ge's matter I couldn't just sit and watch, thinking it over, saying San Ge stole the jade seal, I think there are two people with greater suspicion."

  "Who?"

  "Zhen Fei and Eunuch Zhang De Shun."

  Yun Wuji's hand tightened around his teacup as he gazed at Yuwen Qiming with profound meaning, nodding slightly.

  "What did he say?" Yuan Longlin leaned forward, asking anxiously.

  "I've heard that the Emperor has never shown his face, and outside the Changyuan Palace, Zhang Deshun is leading the Imperial Guard to keep watch. Meanwhile, inside the palace, it's always Empress Zhen who conveys the imperial edicts. If these two are working together to deceive the Emperor, then Third Brother is in danger. For now, the only way to reveal the truth is to see the Emperor himself."

  "Are you saying storming the palace?"

  Yuan Longqi spoke up, "This matter involves extremely great risk. If we guess wrong and all of this is the Emperor's will, then those who storm the palace, according to law... should be put to death."

  "I will go to the imperial palace to see the Emperor." Yuan Longlin slapped his hand on the table and stood up, his eyes shining with unshakeable determination.

  Yuan Long patted his shoulder and said generously: "Alright, you go see the Emperor, I'll take care of diverting Zhen Fei. However...". He paused, showing some concern, and continued: "Zhang De Shun and those Imperial Guards..."

  "They handed it over to me." Xiaoyang spoke up, and everyone's morale was instantly boosted.

  Yuan Longqi nodded, "In that case, Seventh Brother should be able to see the Emperor smoothly." Turning around, he suddenly cupped his hands in respect towards Yun Wuqi, "Also, I need to trouble Lord Yun to sit in at the Ministry of Justice's great prison. I'm afraid they might jump into desperate action and harm Third Brother."

  Yun Wuqi stood up, and with great respect, returned a courtesy to Yuan Longkui, "Your Highness's concerns are well-founded, I will set out immediately."

  "Alright, let's get ready and set off immediately." Xiaoyang also stepped forward, with a look of trust and admiration in the eyes of several men.

  "Please have Lord Yuwen stay in the General's residence, and I will inform him of our deployment when my father returns."

  "General, please be at ease."

  Qing Ming sat in the corner, his fists slowly clenched and then relaxed, with a thousand thoughts and ten thousand threads, there was no regret in his heart, but he knew more clearly what he could do for Long Qiao.

  In the summer, she changed her clothes and hurried to the front hall. As soon as she arrived in the courtyard, she saw Xiaoyang wearing a bright silver armor, holding a silver spear and riding on a white horse.

  "Big brother!" She ran to the horse's front, looked up at the majestic big brother and asked inexplicably: "Where are you going?"

  Xia Yang smiled slightly, his thin face still pale, but under the reflection of his armor, he looked exceptionally handsome and extraordinary. "Stay in the mansion and rest well, big brother will be back soon." With a flick of the reins, the white horse leaped out, carrying him away as if riding the wind.

  In the corridor of the courtyard, Jing Fang was gazing wistfully at the receding figure in the distance, almost crushing the handkerchief in her hand.

  "Sister-in-law!" Xia Xue panted as she ran over, gasping for breath as she pulled Jing Fei and asked: "Has...has the Seventh Prince come down?"

  Jing Fang opened his handkerchief and said expressionlessly: "He came, but he's gone again."

  "Ah?" With a regretful stamp of her foot, Xia Xue truly hated herself for not being able to arrive earlier. If it weren't for her mother keeping her in the house learning embroidery, perhaps she would have been able to see him.

  She took a clear look at her, and Jing Fei couldn't help but understand the thoughts of this little girl. However, just now seeing Yuan Long's tension towards Xia Tian, she only felt extremely powerless in her heart. Xia Tian, again Xia Tian, what was so good about her? Why could she make so many men move their hearts for her? Perhaps she was simply a devil, a devil...

  "What? Lao San has been thrown into the Ministry of Justice's prison?"

  "That's right." Princess Chao Yang couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth in schadenfreude.

  Yuan Longchun picked up his cloak and headed out.

  "Huh? Where are you going?"

  "Go to the Ministry of Punishment's great prison." Yuan Longchun smiled with ill intent, "The Marquis wants to go add more firewood to this pot of boiling water for Old Three."

  Lounging back in her chair, Princess Chao Yang sipped her tea and asked indifferently, "Do you want to kill him?"

  "Is there a better chance than now!" His feet didn't stop, and as he had already walked out of the gate, Princess Zhao Yang suddenly remembered something, stood up and shouted at his back: "Remember to leave Qing Ming for me."

  Outside the Changyuan Hall, Zhang Deshun held a duster in his hand and swaggered back and forth with an arrogant expression. Two teams of Imperial Guards were fully armed and stood guard on both sides, filling the entire palace with an atmosphere of stern killing intent.

  Yuan Longqi slowly stepped onto the stairs.

  Zhang Deshun hurried over and bowed respectfully, smiling and saying: "Your Highness, how did you come? The Emperor has decreed that no one is to be seen."

  "I have come not to see the Emperor, but on an urgent matter to see Concubine Zhen."

  "Princess Zhen?" Zhang Deshun hesitated for a moment, then smiled and replied: "Yes, please wait a moment, Your Highness. I'll go and inform her right away."

  Yuan Longqi also smiled and nodded: "Thanks."

  In a moment, Zhen Fei appeared at the gate of the palace with a gentle smile. With a hint of shyness and a slight pout, she asked in a soft voice: "What does Your Highness want from me?"

  Yuan Longqi bowed his head in a courteous gesture, the warm smile on his lips as gentle as the spring breeze in March, touching people's hearts. "May I have the pleasure of speaking with Princess Zhen for a moment?"

  "Good." Zhen Fei's eyes widened in surprise as she looked up at him, her cheeks flushing with excitement.

  As he watched the two figures walk away together, Zhang Deshun's expression was quite complex. Suddenly, a white light flashed before his eyes, and his neck felt cool, with a long spear pointing directly at his throat, he was startled, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

  "Whoosh!"

  "Whoosh!"

  The imperial guards rushed out with swords and surrounded him.

  "Halt!" Xia Yang shouted loudly, his gun barrel inching closer to Zhang De Shun. "Take one more step forward, and Lord Zhang's head will roll on the ground immediately."

  Let's take a look at something else first.