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    The death of Ninth Prince Nangong Si cast a dark cloud over the entire inner court.

    This heaviness has even spread to the court. Although Nangong Rang has been behind the curtain to listen to politics in recent years, many courtiers have made plans in private because he has not shown up for a long time. This can be seen from the fact that the third prince and the fifth prince have formed their own factions.  .

    The rise of the two princes weakened the emperor's power to some extent.

    Many courtiers believed that the transition from old to new in the imperial court was coming, but they did not expect that the successor to the eldest prince Nangong Ping would be the ninth prince who was only thirteen years old.

    The Nangong royal family is not prosperous to begin with, and coupled with the constant turmoil and natural disasters in recent years.  The death of the Ninth Prince seemed to confirm some mythical theories of "luck" and made the whole court panic.

    Although it is nonsense, some clues can actually be found.  Even though these scholar-officials traveled in cars and sedans, they were still inseparable from contact with the people.

    I don¡¯t know since when, the entire Wei Kingdom seems to be shrouded in a mass of death. It feels like returning to the last years of the previous dynasty, with some kind of stormy power brewing under the depression and silence.

    Faced with this sense of oppression that could not be lost, these pillars of the imperial court did not even know why the people became like this overnight.

    They heard that many state capitals were flooded with disaster victims and were fleeing in droves towards the capital. However, their ears believed it and their eyes believed it. They had not seen the victims entering Beijing with their own eyes, so they would not believe it easily.

    The capital city is under the feet of the emperor. Nothing seems to have changed, except that the market seems a little cooler than before, and the shouts are not as loud and powerful as before.

    Some people can detect these subtle changes, but cannot find the source. Some adults are not aware of them at all.

    Simply attribute these incomprehensible and unclear "misty" feelings to the fact that the emperor's dragon energy has been exhausted. Only the new emperor's accession to the throne can the world be rejuvenated.

    Nangong Jingnu didn¡¯t know the above, and although Qi Yan didn¡¯t confirm it with her own eyes, she was one of the driving forces behind this incident.

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    The death of the Ninth Prince made Nangong Jingnu very sad. When she returned to Weiming Palace, she stayed behind closed doors and wrote a eulogy for her youngest brother.

    Qi Yan returned to the side hall alone, and used the excuse of feeling unwell to invite her doctor in charge: Ding You.

    Qi Yan knew that Nangong Si¡¯s death was anything but ordinary. This was an absolute intuition.

    Now she desperately wants to know whether Nangong Si¡¯s death was due to internal fighting in the palace, or whether it was related to the masked man.

    With only two people left in the palace, Qi Yan went straight to the point: "What was the cause of death of His Highness Ninth Prince?"

    Ding You was silent for a long time before speaking. He did not answer Qi Yan's question, but said: "The master has told you to go to Luobei."

    Qi Yan's eyelids twitched, and a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart.  Ding You's answer confirmed her suspicion that Nangong Si's death was indeed related to the masked man.

    A chill swept through Qi Yan's body, and the fingers hidden under the wide sleeves curled unconsciously.

    "The masked person is not an impulsive person. Judging from her behavior of falling into madness from time to time, the other party's obsession with revenge is by no means inferior to her own.

    "But the masked man has been tolerant for many years, and he can even suppress his hatred to carefully cultivate himself, a nine-year-old boy. His character is evident.

    Such a person must have everything ready to kill a member of the royal family thousands of miles away without leaving a trace.

    And according to what Qi Yan learned: Nangong Si¡¯s exclusive medical officer is not Ding You, which means that the masked man has placed more than one pawn in the inner court, Ding You.

    What really makes Qi Yan panic is that he knows nothing about the deployment of the masked man.  The more he thought about it, the more he felt the coldness raging all over his body, the dark wind behind him, and his scalp numbing.

    The sky in the entire palace seemed to be distorted. How many people from the previous dynasty were there in the inner court?

    They might be serving him and Nangong Jingnu, they might be a minister in the court, or they might be a concubine in the harem.

    There is another point that puzzles Qi Yan: since the masked man has this strength, why did he take the risk of being exposed to kill an insignificant Ninth Prince instead of directly killing the culprit: Nangong Rang?

    Qi Yan¡¯s eyes were beating sharply, her brows were furrowed, and a trace of anger and humiliation flashed through her heart.

    Even after so many years, I am still quite afraid of masked people.  The other party is like a shadow of Qi Yan's childhood. Even though she knows that she is just a pawn of the other party, she still has to rely on her.

    Qi Yan originally thought that she and the masked man were in a relationship of mutual use.God is going to destroy my Gongyang Mansion!  "

    After speaking, Gong Yanghuai burst into tears. Gong Yanghuai hurriedly knelt at Gong Yangzhong¡¯s feet: ¡°Father, what¡¯s wrong with you?¡±

    Gong Yangzhong covered his face with his sleeves, raised his other hand to wipe away his tears, and looked at Gong Yanghuai with disappointment: "You don't understand?"

    Gong Yanghuai: "My son is stupid, please give me a clear explanation from my father."

    Gong Yangzhong sighed again: "You are still young after all I thought that with the Third Highness away, the Fifth Highness could show off his talents, but who would have thought that he would do such a self-destructive thing."

    Gongyang Huai was confused when he heard this. In his opinion, what the Fifth Highness has done for his younger brother is an example of brotherly friendship and brotherly respect, and should be praised.

    Gongyang Zhongyang angrily shouted: "Let me ask you, who is more important, the king and his ministers, or the father and son?"

    Gongyanghuai: "The king and his ministers are important."

    Gong Yangzhong: "Is it more important to have brotherhood or to be loyal, filial, and moral?"

    Gongyang Huai: "it is natural to be loyal, filial, and virtuous."

    Gongyang Zhong: "Your Majesty, the Fifth Highness, is trying to force you into the palace! How will you handle your Majesty's request by kneeling down? If he agrees, he will violate the laws of his ancestors. If he doesn't agree, the world will think that he is ruthless! This kneeling by His Majesty, the Fifth Highness, is a success.  His own brotherly love has pushed His Majesty to the forefront! What is this called? Being unfaithful to a minister and unfilial to a son! No virtue at all! It's over it's over."

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