Even Prince De couldn't be handled properly, and she ended up killing him. What use did she have for such a foolish and clumsy son? His death was a good thing, sparing her the trouble he might have caused her later on.
"Has any other news co out of the palace?" she asked again.
"No, none."
The maid stamred in response.
What news could possibly co out of the palace? It was all under the control of Third Prince.
Even when people from the Princess Imperial Residence went out, they had to be careful. If they went too far, they would be interrogated. A single misstep could lead to being locked up, never to see the light of day again.
Moreover, even if there was news from the palace, they weren't capable of finding it out. Casually inquiring about it would be no different from courting death.
The Princess Imperial narrowed her eyes, her face twisted into a ferocious expression.
"In the end, the one who sits on that throne turns out to be him, how utterly unexpected."
She had thought about any of the princes ascending the emperor's throne, but never Third Prince, the one who never seed to have any presence. Suddenly ntioned, he had seized the throne just like that!
"How furious my brother the Emperor must be, vomiting several pounds of blood, I guess?"
Thinking about the old emperor's face, even more ferocious than hers, she couldn't help laughing airily, finding it all too amusing.
In truth, she didn't need to care about who sat on the imperial throne, but deep down she was still not content. In terms of plotting and scheming, what was the old emperor compared to her intelligence?
But even with all her wisdom and achieving excellence in both the literary and martial arts, as long as she was a woman, she would be forever barred from the throne.
"How are our people doing?"
With the capital in turmoil, the forces she had cultivated dared not reveal themselves, opting to hide instead.
But it had been so many days since she sent out her ssage, and no reply had co. She felt a growing uneasiness — could they have been discovered?
"Your Highness, there has been no news. This morning, I sent people to secretly check on them," the maid hastily replied.
She too, was anxious. With no news and the capital under such strict martial law, who knew what had happened. And on their side, not a whisper had been heard.
"Summon Xiao Yu."
After taking a deep breath, the Princess Imperial commanded.
If the Empress truly intended to make a move against the Princess Imperial Residence, she would not suffer it ekly. Should they dare, she would make the Empress realize that she was capable of much!
"Yes, Your Highness."
Upon receiving the order, the maid quickly left the room, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.
The Princess always did as she pleased, like the questions just asked — whatever she wanted to ask, she asked, which nearly stumped the maid.
Xiao Yu was the Catamite of the Princess Imperial Residence, as well as a counselor to the Princess.
The Princess was certainly plotting sothing again, wasn't she?
Could it be related to the unrest in the capital? She knew the Princess was ambitious. If successful, she too would reap the benefits.
But thinking about the fate that awaited Young Master Xun, she truly felt afraid. If one could so easily sacrifice one's own son, then what about re servants like them?
It would be wise for her to be cautious and not involve herself too deeply.
The waters of the capital grew murkier by the day; everyone was trying to stay out of trouble. And as servants, all they wanted was to preserve their own lives.
...
"People from the Princess Imperial Residence?"
Hua Feng had made a special trip to the suburbs of the capital today because he had received news that a covert force was hiding sowhere, gathering strength to make their move.
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