After Mistakenly Binding The Matchmaker System

Tyrant's Beloved (15)

Prince Yu was furious, but Qi Mingxuan was in a rare good mood.

When An Yu and his men arrived, all they found were corpses on the ground and Qi Mingxuan sitting exhausted in the center. An Yu quickly dismounted, flew forward, knelt down on one knee and clasped his hands: "Your Highness, I arrived late to rescue, please forgive me."

"It's okay." With An Yu's assistance, Qi Mingxuan slowly stood up. "How was it on your end?"

"The subordinate managed to capture one alive. The interrogation results should be out soon," An Yu reported respectfully.

However, he couldn't help but feel curious. His Highness encountered an assassination attempt, yet he still seemed to be in good spirits. Being a qualified subordinate, he wouldn't pry into matters he shouldn't ask about. He reported what Qi Mingxuan wanted to know and remained silent.

"About Your Highness's injuries..."

"There's no serious harm, I'm just a bit weak. Let's return to the mansion." Qi Mingxuan covered his left shoulder. Earlier, he had forcefully pulled out the arrow embedded in his body, and due to subsequent movements, the wound had completely split open.

Information in the capital has always been transparent, so it was natural that such a big thing as the assassination of Prince Qin could not be concealed. Various forces gradually became aware of the incident.

That night, a confidential report was delivered to the Emperor's desk. After reading it with a furrowed brow, the Emperor gradually tightened his grip on the document. His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his windpipe, "Do they not respect Us? Prince Qin is attacked just for accomplishing a task for me. If We go against their wishes one day, will they rebel?"

The Emperor's face was livid. Recalling the contents of the report, a burst of anger surged within him. These people were too audacious, openly assassinating a prince and completely disregarding the dignity of the royal family.

"These aristocratic families have become more and more unruly. Do you think We've been too lenient with them?"

Eunuch An bowed, "I don't know about the aristocrats, but I do know that Great Zhou belongs to Your Majesty. Without Your Majesty, how could these people maintain their noble status?"

"True," the Emperor's anger gradually subsided upon hearing this, "Great Zhou was established by our ancestors. There have been hundreds of years of peace, they seem to have forgotten that Great Zhou is the territory my Qi family conquered. If they want to do something, they should ask for the Qi family's permission!"

"It seems We've been too tolerant of them these years, to the point where they forgot We are Great Zhou's master!"

Eunuch An remained silent. At this moment, he shouldn't interrupt. He knew the Emperor had tolerated the aristocrats for a long time. This incident with Prince Qin's assassination seemed like a sword, piercing through the prosperous surface and revealing the long-existing cracks inside.

'It seems His Majesty was going to take action against the aristocrats.

A storm is coming.'

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Li Shu quietly returned to the Left Prime Minister's residence, looking disheveled. Obviously, he couldn't enter through the main gate; otherwise, wouldn't it be telling everyone that something was wrong?

The candlelight was dim, and Qinghe stood outside, pacing back and forth anxiously. It was late, why hadn't the young master returned yet?

Hearing a faint sound, Qinghe suddenly turned around, only to see someone standing under the largest tree in the courtyard.