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The Emperor, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly opened his sharp eyes and fixed his gaze on her, saying sternly, "How did you come to know about this?" The imposing aura of authority frightened many, yet Qing Luan stood tall and unafraid.
"It was Xuanyuan Rui who told me himself," Qing Luan boldly met the piercing gaze of the Dark Sorcerer and declared, "He not only knows that his father did not die at the hands of pirates, but he also said that his mother was murdered!" After all, you nearly lost your life in the north; whether or not you speak of those who wish to harm you, they will still seek to do so. It’s better to say it all and let them be displeased.
"What?" At this moment, the Ministers were even more astonished. They knew that Xuanyuan Rui's mother was the Emperor's most beloved princess, whose death had caused him great sorrow for a long time. Now to hear that she was murdered—who could bear such a revelation?
"Who? Who killed her?" The Emperor's voice trembled slightly. He regretted allowing Qing Lian to choose Xuanyuan Hui. If he hadn’t, she would still be by his side, enjoying his affection.
"I don’t know," Qing Luan replied. Seeing Prime Minister Huang's face turn pale and his demeanor shift, she wanted to accuse him loudly but refrained. Without concrete evidence, it would only complicate matters further. It was better to let him stew in fear; if he showed even a hint of guilt, it would be beneficial—though first, she needed to deal with Huang. "Xuanyuan Rui didn’t specify; he only said that once he returns victorious, he will uncover the truth!"
All of this stemmed from her actions. If Aunt Huang hadn’t meddled in court affairs, the price paid would have been significant.
By saying this, although it might provoke Prime Minister Huang to take harsh measures against Xuanyuan Rui, it also implied that the Emperor would ensure Xuanyuan Rui’s safety in order to uncover the truth behind his precious daughter's death. It all depended on how strong the forces at play were.
"Since Xuanyuan General doesn’t know who killed his father, why does Miss Zhu claim that General Bu staged a false battle?" The speaker appeared calm, yet the implications of their words were profound. He had long been uncomfortable with General Bu and Prime Minister Huang, but had refrained from speaking out due to their power. Now that an opportunity had arisen to bring down General Bu, how could he let it slip away?
Even if it meant risking everything, he wanted to see them fail once so they wouldn’t become too arrogant and harm more innocent people.
"Everyone knows about the assassination attempt at the Princess Mansion, right?" Casting a grateful glance at the speaker, Qing Luan spoke with veiled resentment. "Because the incident involved soldiers disguised as pirates attacking villagers, whom I had sent back to the capital after capturing them. Along the way, several men sent by Xuanyuan Rui were killed during multiple ambushes before finally reaching the capital—only to find that within the capital, the influence of the Bu Family is substantial. I had no choice but to rely on the Princess Mansion, but unexpectedly they dared to storm into it..." She trailed off; saying more would be pointless.
"The audacity of those from the Bu Family! How dare they enter the Princess Mansion for an assassination? Are they trying to rebel?" Someone voiced their dissatisfaction; this incident had frightened them considerably.
"You... you’re talking nonsense! I didn’t send anyone into the Princess Mansion," Brent exclaimed in genuine panic. "Prime Minister Huang, you must say something! My father isn’t like that; you know him! Please speak up for him!" In recent days, they had been plotting how to eliminate Zhu Qingluan, and as for anything else—he truly knew nothing at all.
"Lord Bu, these matters are all related to your father; how can I possibly help you plead your case?" Prime Minister Huang appeared much calmer than before.
"You..." Brent finally realized that his entire family had been used. "You have a cruel heart!" The notion of sharing both fortune and misfortune was nothing but nonsense, a deception he had spun to manipulate them.
Just as he suspected! Seeing Prime Minister Huang's calm demeanor, Qing Luan knew her guess was correct. This old fellow would not allow any evidence to surface that could disrupt his plans; the one who died was merely his scapegoat, and everything else was none of his concern.
"Your Majesty," Prime Minister Huang once again petitioned, "if General Bu is truly so treasonous, I implore Your Majesty to send someone to capture General Bu and bring him back. Confronting him directly would be much fairer!" As long as he dispatched someone to deal with General Bu on the road, there would be no witnesses left.
"Yes, bring General Bu back! Anyone capable of such heinous acts deserves to die!"
The ministers were in an uproar; today's events had shocked them repeatedly, leaving their minds in disarray.
Not only Qing Luan but even the Emperor noticed the subtle glint in Prime Minister Huang's eyes, yet both were wise enough not to voice it openly.
"Very well, Prime Minister Huang. You shall select someone for this task; ensure that General Bu is brought back without a single mistake. Do you understand?" Beneath the calm tone lay an imperceptible threat.
"Yes, I will ensure the general's safety," Prime Minister Huang hesitated for a moment before accepting the task, surprised that it had fallen to him.
The subsequent matters became much simpler. Qing Luan handed over those soldiers who were supposed to be dead for the Emperor's thorough investigation. As for Brent and Yun Nishang's marriage, the Emperor was thoroughly disappointed by Brent's narrow-minded arrogance; even without the issue concerning General Bu, the marriage would not proceed.
After these matters were resolved, no one was happier than Yun Nishang. The troubles that had burdened her for so long were finally settled, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Cutting off Prime Minister Huang's wings is a good thing," Sister Yun remarked with a sigh upon learning the outcome. "Alas, this matter has dragged on for far too long."
"I must also thank Lord Bai; if it weren't for his trust, I wouldn't have been able to enter the palace. Not to mention anything else, I wouldn't have been able to deal with those soldiers," Qing Luan said, her mood far from joyful. Prime Minister Huang, that old fox, had yet to fall, and she couldn't fathom what the emperor was thinking—sigh, the thoughts of such people were the hardest to guess.
"Miss, with this, the barrier between you and Prime Minister Huang has been torn down. You need to be even more careful from now on," A-Song said, a hint of worry in his voice. With Qin'er dead, he didn't want to witness another death.
"Yes, I know that," she replied, rubbing her forehead. She looked up at A-Song and said, "I'll write a letter to Lin Hu. You need to send it quickly to Xuanyuan Rui." She had revealed everything; Xuanyuan Rui had no idea. If anything happened to him, she would truly regret it.
"Understood!" Knowing the importance of Xuanyuan General in the miss's heart, he quickly agreed.
The situation seemed to be coming to a close. Now they were waiting for General Bu to be brought back to the capital to confront those soldiers; then everything would be resolved.
After a long time without a moment of ease, Qing Luan felt she could finally breathe a little easier. However, she did not let her guard down. She gathered the power of the Merchant Alliance entrenched in the capital and secretly investigated the hidden forces belonging to Prime Minister Huang.
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