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Li Ye suddenly fell onto the chair, his sharp eyes filled with shock. He forced himself to suppress his surprise as his mind raced, and in an instant, his expression returned to its usual coldness.
The Chancellor was right; if he truly was the Empress Dowager's son and became aware of his identity, he would inevitably rise up. After all, he was a legitimate prince, and the old supporters of the Li Family would surely rally behind him once they learned of it.
At that point, his throne would be in jeopardy. His long fingers rhythmically tapped on the rosewood table as he remained silent for a long time. Seeing this, the Chancellor did not interrupt but allowed him to think of a strategy.
After a while, with a cold gaze directed at the Chancellor, he lazily leaned back in his chair and said lightly, "Forget it, let him be."
"Your Majesty?" The Chancellor was surprised. After all this discussion, why did he still insist on this course of action? Was he really not afraid that Night Star would pose a threat to him once he learned of his identity?
His sharp eyes narrowed in displeasure. "A General Zhen Guo has already been sent to Boiling City by me, and many people are dissatisfied. What will happen if we execute him now? The court will be thrown into turmoil."
Although Boiling City was far away, everyone in the capital knew the situation there. The news of Li De Xu oppressing the common people had spread throughout the capital, and many had already submitted memorials to impeach him.
However, that place was remote, and since he had just ascended the throne a few years ago with an unstable foundation, he did not want to make a big deal out of a small city and thus allowed it to go.
Now that Night Star had killed him, who knows how many people would applaud this action? If he executed him for this reason, it would inevitably cause some to harbor ill feelings towards him; he could not take that risk.
Leaning slightly forward, the Chancellor hurriedly explained, "I did not mean that."
"We do not need to deal with him just yet. Only you few know his identity. Besides, the Empress Dowager believes her son is dead; he won't find out so soon. We can think of a strategy later."
Seeing the Emperor say this, the Chancellor had no choice but to comply. A glint of calculation flashed in his eyes as he clasped his hands and said, "I understand."
In Yuelai Inn of Heavenly Universe Kingdom, a handsome and refined man was leisurely sipping tea from his cup. The fragrance of tea filled the air and lingered for a long time.
He nodded in satisfaction; indeed, the General's residence was luxurious even in its tea selection. If it weren't for saving Mo Xier and Night Star sending this tea as thanks, he probably wouldn't have been able to enjoy such fine tea in Heavenly Universe Kingdom.
"Young Master, since Night General has already left, why are we still here?" A rather ordinary-looking man beside him spoke with evident confusion.
Since the Young Master said he wanted to find the princess, it must be related to Night General. But now that Night General had been dispatched to the frontier, why did the Young Master insist on staying here?
"Afu, you never believe me when I say you're foolish." The door was gently pushed open as an old man bent over and walked in, casting a mildly reproachful glance at Afu.
"I apologize for my ignorance, but I cannot comprehend the reason behind this," Afu said, pausing slightly, showing no signs of displeasure at the elder's words.
The refined gentleman set down his teacup, which reflected the blue and white porcelain, and maintained his smile. "When Night General left Kyoto, that young lady had already been captured. In fact, he didn't even find her before he departed, which indicates that he did not take her with him."
The day before Night Star was to head to Boiling City, their group left the General's residence and stayed at Yuelai Inn. When they departed, Night Star looked apologetic and asked for understanding for not being able to attend to matters properly.
At that time, he felt a fondness for this person; a great general who treated others with humility and courtesy was indeed rare. Although he was unsure why this person had secretly sent someone to investigate him, it must have been related to that woman.
He saw compassion in Night Star's eyes—a feeling he had never experienced before. What was it? Oh, a sudden realization struck him; it was akin to the affection the Emperor had for the Empress Dowager—endless love that would not allow anyone to harm her.
Turning his gaze to the elder, Jiang Wei still wore a gentle smile. "Old Madam, has there been any progress?"
The elder's hair had turned gray, perhaps due to years of martial practice; his robust physique exuded an undeniable presence. His aged eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke helplessly. "The other party's people are tight-lipped; we cannot gather any information."
After all, they were not in their own country. Their actions were somewhat restricted; they could not take forceful measures and could only gather information through certain individuals. However, he did not expect those individuals to be so tight-lipped that he could not uncover anything at all.
"That's quite normal. If it were easy to gather information, Night General would have rescued that woman long ago." He did not seem angry at the elder's words; it was as if everything was within his expectations.
"Perhaps..."
Before the elder could finish speaking, the tightly closed door was pushed open again, and a handsome young man slowly walked in. The oversized robe he wore did not fit well, making him appear somewhat disheveled.
The newcomer seemed dissatisfied and muttered, "Brother, when can we go back?"
The gentleman who had just been warm and sunny suddenly darkened his expression. "If you don't want to stay here, then go back! Don't cause me any trouble!"
His words shocked the newcomer, who immediately felt aggrieved. "Why are you always so cold towards me? I just miss the Empress Dowager and want to go back to see her. Don't you care about the Empress Dowager?"
Though seemingly ordinary words, they revealed hidden motives. If he said he didn't care, it would be considered treasonous and unfilial; if he did care but remained here for an extended period, the truth behind his words would be evident.
His thick eyebrows furrowed instantly; his narrow eyes narrowed sharply like a sword aimed directly at the person before him.
Suddenly standing up from his chair, he ruthlessly grasped her delicate neck with his warm fingers. Cold words escaped his lips like a blade: "That is not your Empress Dowager. Remember your own identity! Do not think that because you are recognized as an Adopted Daughter by the Empress Dowager, you can usurp my sister's position. You should never covet it; otherwise..."
With a sudden force, he turned his words, "I will crush your neck."
Tears as big as beans streamed down her cheeks, her stubborn face filled with unwillingness, "Even if... you... do not acknowledge it... I... am still... the child of the Empress Dowager."
With Jiang Wei's hands tightly gripping her neck, she was almost suffocating. Even speaking became difficult, and tears hung on her cheeks, cold droplets falling onto his long fingers.
Her misty eyelashes blinked, evoking pity in anyone who saw her.
However, the person before her was not swayed by this; his cold face showed no sign of softening due to her tears. He tightened his grip even more, his voice filled with hostility, "The Penglai Nation is not for you to control; behave yourself."
He did not forget the time when guests came to the palace, and Ajin was surrounded by their children, revealing ambition and vulgar vanity in her eyes, which made him deeply resentful.
At first, he did not dislike this woman much. He thought that if the Empress Dowager could recover because of her presence, it would be acceptable for her to stay in the palace as a princess. Although he did not like her, he could not say he hated her.
But after that incident, he could not help but hate her. She occupied everything that rightfully belonged to his younger sister and acted recklessly in the palace, utterly contemptuous—this was truly infuriating.
Thinking of this made him grip tighter; in an instant, her fair cheeks turned a shade of purple. With just a little more force, she could perish before him.
"Young Master, don't."
"Young Master, please stop."
Two voices of restraint rang out simultaneously—one filled with concern and the other with persuasion.
The pressure on his hands lessened as his cold gaze swept over the honest and loyal warrior. A strange emotion flickered in his mind before he released his grip from her delicate neck.
He sensed Afu's unusual feelings toward her; his brows furrowed tightly. He could not allow Afu to be with this woman; Afu was too honest and loyal to be a match for her.
Moreover, he cast a sharp glance at the woman who was clutching her neck and gasping for breath. From her perspective, she would look down on Afu, who held no high official position in court. Even noble lords would likely fail to catch her eye.
The old man glanced helplessly at Ajin and sighed inwardly. This woman's ambition was too obvious; did she think the master was foolish? Even an outsider like him could see through her little schemes—let alone the wise young master?
However, his expression turned serious. "Young Master, you mustn't. After all, she is the Queen's adopted daughter; we must consider the bigger picture."
After experiencing so much, he always thought things through deeply.
With a cold glance at Ajin, Jiang Wei expressionlessly said to the two people behind him, "Let's go."
He didn't want to see the woman in front of him for even a moment; she was simply too annoying.
As if suffering from great humiliation, the woman glared with resentment and gritted her teeth as she spoke to Jiang Wei, who was walking toward the door, "Your sister has long been dead. Whether you admit it or not, my identity as a princess is indisputable."
Her words received no response, and the wooden door was firmly closed.
Watching the tightly shut wooden door, Ajin's expression changed unpredictably. Despite all her efforts, this man had never looked at her directly; his thoughts were solely on his sister.
Fine, Jiang Wei. Since you are determined to find your sister, I will not let you have your way. I will find her before you do and then kill her.
Ajin suddenly recalled the woman they had spoken about earlier. It seemed they were relentlessly pursuing her, which meant they must have found some clues. A sinister expression flashed across her face.
The dark sky suddenly revealed a bright glow of crimson light that shot straight into the room, landing on Night Star's face. His cold eyes slowly opened as he glanced out the window and then rolled out of bed.
He had been sleepless all night, and his already gloomy face appeared even more terrifying due to lack of rest.
The man in black had entered as he woke up, his stern face showing no expression. In his thick hand, he held a bamboo tube and approached the cold-faced man, bowing slightly as he said, "Master, please take a look!"
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