"Your Highness."
Burning incense in the incense burner is refreshing.
A servant came over and said with a low expression, "There is a monster in His Highness's residence!"
"Ahem."
In the room, the third prince Mu Yao, who was burning incense, coughed violently several times and said in a tired tone, "Where is it?"
"South Courtyard."
The boy answered truthfully.
When Mu Yao heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Are you sure?"
"That's absolutely true," the boy replied.
"I know, let's go down."
Mu Yao waved his hand and reminded, "Be careful not to reveal your identity."
"yes!"
The boy took the order and immediately turned around and left.
"Brother the Great Emperor."
In front of the incense burner, Mu Yao murmured softly, and the coldness in his eyes flashed away.
He had long suspected that there was something wrong with his eldest brother, but he didn't expect that the problem actually came from here.
Leg ailments that have lasted for decades can be cured. The demon clan is really quite capable.
However, even the prince cannot bear the crime of colluding with the demon clan.
"Someone is coming."
After a long time, Mu Yao came back to his senses and called out.
"Your Highness."
A servant walked over quickly and saluted respectfully.
"Ahem."
Mu Yao coughed a few more times and said, "Go and ask King Xuanwu to come over and have a talk."
"yes!"
The servant respectfully accepted the order and left quickly.
"Cough cough cough."
In the room, the coughing became more and more violent. Mu Yao took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and his expression just improved.
The three sacred treasures were destroyed. Under normal circumstances, they would be disabled even if they were not dead. As a prince, Mu Yao had no shortage of magical elixirs. After half a year of recuperation, he finally recovered some vitality, but he was still far from being cured.
Originally, among the four princes of Dashang, the eldest prince Mu Yuan had a leg problem, the fourth prince Mu Bai had no interest in imperial power, and the eleventh prince Mu Qing had a mother from a low-born family. Only Mu Yao was perfect in terms of talent and background. Among the four princes, he is the most likely to inherit the throne.
As for Mu Yao, he was quite successful. He had won over the courtiers, was courteous to the corporal, had a reputation as a wise king, and had the support of King Xuanwu, his uncle, King Wu. It seemed that it was only a matter of time before he was granted the title of crown prince.
Unfortunately.
In less than a year, everything has changed.
The eldest prince recovered from his leg disease and began to gain the support of many courtiers. The fourth prince also came forward to participate in the seizure of the heir, which made some courtiers overjoyed. The eleventh prince even used a set of mixed tactics to defeat the Mobei cavalry in the war in the north. Among the four who had made great achievements in battle, only the third prince, Mu Yao, not only failed to make any progress, but was also neglected by the Shang Emperor for a long time due to some reasons, and showed obvious signs of decline.
Therefore, even a relatively well-off man like Mu Yao could not help but feel a little impatient and uneasy in his heart.
He needs a chance, a chance to reappear in front of everyone.
"Brother, Third Brother, I really want to thank you."
In front of the incense burner, Mu Yao closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the aroma from the burner. The moment he opened his eyes, murderous intent filled them.
About half an hour later.
In front of the Third Prince's Mansion.
King Xuanwu got off the carriage and quickly entered the palace.
Not long after, King Xuanwu walked into the room under the leadership of his servants and saluted respectfully, "Your Highness!"
"Uncle, there is no need to be polite."
Mu Yao stepped forward to help the person in front of him and said softly, "There are no outsiders here, so etiquette is waived."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
King Xuanwu stood up and saw that there were no servants in the room. He looked concerned and said, "Yao'er, how is your injury?"
"It's much better."
Mu Yao replied, "Uncle, I asked you to come because there is an important matter to discuss."
"What's the matter?" King Xuanwu asked puzzled.
"There is a demon in the palace of the great emperor." Mu Yao said seriously.
"Demon?"
When King Xuanwu heard this, he looked shocked and said in disbelief, "How is it possible? How did you know?"
"There is an informant installed by me in the palace of the great emperor."
Mu Yao said sternly, "Hasn't my uncle ever had any doubts about why the great emperor suddenly recovered after being disabled for decades?"
"I have doubted it, but it's just doubt."
King Xuanwu said solemnly, "However, I have never been able to guess the reason, so I can only leave it alone. Do you mean that the reason why the eldest prince's leg disease can be cured is because of the demon clan?"
"There is no other explanation."
Mu Yao said coldly, "Otherwise, what's the point of raising those monsters, my eldest brother?"
"What are you going to do?"
King Xuanwu's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked.
"Be honest about this."
Mu Yao said with a cold expression, "Such a good opportunity is in front of us, we can't miss it."
"But the eldest prince is a prince after all."
King Xuanwu said solemnly, "Without complete evidence, we cannot take action easily."
"certainly."
Mu Yao nodded and said, "I will not act impulsively before I am absolutely certain. However, the opportunity is rare and we cannot miss it like this."
King Xuanwu thought for a while, and quickly made up his mind. He said seriously, "Okay, as long as I am 100% sure, my uncle will support any decision you make!"
"Thank you uncle."
Upon hearing this, Mu Yao bowed and saluted.
"Yao'er, don't do this."
King Xuanwu immediately reached out to help his nephew in front of him and said, "This is what uncle should do."
Li Yuan.
The inner court.
In Li Youwei's room, Li Ziye sat in front of the brazier, warming his hands and looking outside, looking very relaxed.
"Brother, why do you always come to me these days?"
Beside the desk, Li Youwei flipped through the account book in her hand and asked casually, "Aren't you going to do something?"
"Nothing important."
Li Ziye chuckled and said, "So, come and stay with Sister Youwei."
"No more sword practice?"
Li Youwei raised her head and asked.
"Two days of rest."
Li Ziye responded, "Combine work and rest."
"You, whatever you say makes sense."
Li Youwei said with a gentle look, "I don't need you to accompany me here. You can go and accompany Huanzhu. That girl just came to Li Yuan and she is still a little acquainted with life."
"Return the pearl?"
Hearing this, Li Ziye shouted outside, "Huanzhu, come here!"
"Brother."
Soon, Huanzhu walked in and asked doubtfully, "Brother, are you looking for me?"
"sit."
Li Ziye patted the place beside him and said.
"Um."
Huanzhu nodded and sat down obediently.
"How are you studying?"
Li Ziye smiled and asked, "You're not lazy, are you?"
"No."
Huanzhu shook his head and said, "I have learned everything Sister Hongzhu taught me."
"How clever."
Li Ziye praised, "Let's do this. I'll give you a small task to test. Within two days, you go to the Third Prince's Mansion. You have to go in openly, but you can't be discovered. How about it? Can you do it?"
Huanzhu heard it, nodded, and said, "It can be done."
"Go get ready." Li Ziye smiled.
"Um."
Huanzhu responded lightly and immediately stood up and left.
"Are you going to touch them?"
Beside the table, Li Youwei asked in surprise.
"right."
Li Ziye nodded and said with a smile, "Idle time is idle, let's take care of one first."
