"Yuanlu, you are soone my mother trusts deeply. My mother adores the most. Before leaving the capital, she ntioned that if anything arises, I can discuss it with you," the Heir of Prince Le said with a piercing gaze toward him. "Yuanlu, say whatever you want to say."
"Master, Ye Haoyang wanting to leave the palace is a good thing; we shouldn’t stop him," Yuanlu smiled and said. "Think about it, if he’s no longer in the palace, it would just be you left here. Even if the Grand Emperor doesn’t want to appoint you, he’d have no other choice."
Upon hearing this, the Heir of Prince Le’s eyes lit up. "You’re right, how did I not see this connection? If the palace is left with only , Father must choose ."
But the next mont, his eyes darkened again. "But Yuanlu, what if he can’t get out of the palace?"
"Master, I have a plan. Would you like to hear it?"
"Quick, tell !" Of course, he wanted to hear it. Right now, there’s nothing more important than chasing away that troubleso boy.
"If he wants to leave the palace, we can give him a little help," Yuanlu sneered. "Everyone here listens to the Grand Master, but there are many places he can’t fully oversee. For instance, the carts that go out daily to dispose of waste are often loosely checked. There’s also the carts that deliver vegetables to the palace daily; these are places one can hide. Once outside the palace, we have people waiting. Before coming to Great Qi, the Princess Consort gave two people. If we’re in a good mood, we can send him back to Great Zhou. If not, we can let him et his end in Great Qi. What do you think?"
"Not bad, it’s a great idea," the Heir of Prince Le smiled happily. "Yuanlu, you always have your ways. I find him extrely unsightly; getting him out of the palace would be best."
"Then, Master, you can go and tell him tomorrow. The sooner he leaves, the better, to avoid complications."
"Yes, yes, I’ll go talk to him tomorrow. Yuanlu, my mother has always been the best to , from when I was small up to now. Once I beco Emperor, I’ll bring her to Great Qi to enjoy life."
"You are the son of the Princess Consort; naturally, she treats you well."
Baohua Hall
Yangyang sat on a chair, hanging his head. These people are really crafty. Even when trying to escape through a dog hole, he was stopped. It’s really outrageous.
"Don’t be so upset, we’ll think of another way."
"Old man, do you have any good ideas?" Yangyang propped his chin with his hand. "Sigh, if only my brother were here, he’d definitely have a way."
"Psh, if it were your brother, he wouldn’t have been caught in the first place." The old man was right. Which kid would dare to take their subordinates and live on the hill behind a graveyard like Lele did?
"Don’t get anxious."
"Old man, how can I not be? If I don’t leave soon, once soone takes that position, I won’t be able to leave even if I want to."
"Go to sleep first, let think."
Seeing him like that, Yangyang figured the old man didn’t have any good ideas either. With a sigh, he got into bed to sleep.
He got up early in the morning to practice martial arts. Now with the old man’s help, he could already skillfully control the internal energy in his body, making his training all the more intense.
But despite the bright morning, there were always annoying people who ca uninvited.
"What are you here for again? Are you so free that you have nothing to do and co here every day?"
"I ca to watch my brother practice martial arts." As if the previous events hadn’t happened, the Heir of Prince Le chuckled.
"Tsk, don’t call brother. I have only one brother, and that’s not you," Yangyang rubbed his arm and turned away from him.
The Heir of Prince Le didn’t mind, following him inside the room.
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