Night of the Divorce! A Proud Lady Was Forced to Marry the Emperor's Uncle

298  Exploring Huainan Mansion at Night

As an emperor, he did not have the wisdom of an emperor at all.

But in front of Xiao Nanye, Jiang Peihuan didn't want to say this.

Inside the carriage, everyone fell silent.

It wasn't until they returned to the General's Mansion that Jiang Peihuan called Ye Xiao.

"Queen Cheng?"

After bowing to the two, Ye Xiao then turned to Jiang Peihuan and said, "My Queen, what do you need from me?"

"Yes, go to the Huainan Mansion and arrange a meeting with the Price Huainan."

"Yes."

Upon hearing Jiang Peihuan's instructions, Ye Xiao nodded and then left.

After Ye Xiao left, Xiao Nanye turned to Jiang Peihuan and asked, "Are you trying to investigate the matter of the Huainan Prince's Mansion taking the Jiang family's bows and arrows?"

"Yes."

"Although the matter with the Prince Qing Mansion has been settled, I believe that the Prince Qing will not act rashly for a while."

"But I don't know what the Huainan Mansion wants."

"To prevent this from happening again, I need to understand the situation."

Jiang Peihuan dint want to have any contact with the people in Huainan mansion. But she had to investigate this matter, so seeking out Zhao Yong seemed like a good approach.

Although Zhao Yong was also a member of the Huainan Mansion, Jiang Peihuan had a good impression of him.

"When I go to see the Huainan Prince, do you want to come with me?"

"Yes, I'll accompany you."

As soon as Xiao Nanye finished speaking, Ye Xiao returned.

Although the General's Mansion was not far from the Huainan Mansion, it was still a distance away.

Seeing Ye Xiao return so quickly, Jiang Pei Huan looked puzzled. After Ye Xiao bowed, she asked directly, "What did the Huainan Prince say?"

"I didn't meet Prince Huainan."

"You didn't?"

Hearing Ye Xiao's words, Jiang Peihuan was full of confusion.

Facing Jiang Peihuan's puzzled expression, Ye Xiao spoke softly, "I went to the Huainan Mansion, but the servants said that the Prince is not receiving guests."

Hearing this, Jiang Peihuan frowned.

"However, my Queen, I noticed something strange."

"It seems that all the servants of the Huainan Mansion have been replaced."

"All of them?"

"Yes."

16:51

Ye Xiao, being from the secret guards, has a keen sense for these things. Even if she had only seen someone once, she would remember.

But the people she saw at the Huainan Mansion today, she was certain she had never seen them before.

If it were one or two people, it could be overlooked, but if everyone was unfamiliar, then it was unusual.

"Logically speaking, the servants of wealthy families won't change often," Jiang Peihuan whispered.

Xiao Nanye, who was standing beside Jiang Peihuan, said in a low voice, "Unless something happened, like servants being killed or injured."

Saying this, the two exchanged a look.

"If you want to know what happened at the Huainan Mansion, you can go and take a look."

A moment later, Xiao Nanye and Jiang Peihuan changed into black clothes and went to the Huainan Mansion.

As soon as she entered the Huainan Mansion, Jiang Peihuan felt that something was strange.

Because Zhao Yong was now the Prince of Huainan, his residence would be in the front yard. Jiang Peihuan had been to Huainan Mansion before, so she was somewhat familiar with its layout.

She held Xiao Nanye's hand and headed directly towards the front courtyard.

However, just as she took a step forward, a scream came from the backyard.

The two exchanged a glance and immediately headed to the backyard.

In the backyard, they arrived at Chu Rou's residence within the Huainan Mansion. All of the Prince's servants were kneeling on the ground; many were already dead.

Blood dripped from the mouths of both the King Huainan and Zhao Yong.

Only Chu Rou was seated calmly on a chair, with Zhao Fuqing by her side.

Zhao Fuqing had only one leg and looked extremely grim. At the moment, he was staring menacingly at King Huainan, Zhao Yang, and Zhao Yong.

King Huainan, with rage in his eyes, shouted at Chu Rou, "Chu Rou, how dare you poison me? What do you want?"

"I should be the one asking you this."

"You despise Qing Er for becoming a cripple, so you want to support that bastard to ascend the throne. This is impossible."

Chu Rou's eyes burned with anger. She had been patiently waiting for this moment.

"You've gone mad!" Zhao Yang said coldly, not looking at Chu Rou but at Zhao Fuqing on the chair. "Has your mother's madness infected you as well? Would you dare commit patricide?"

Zhao Fuqing responded defiantly, "Why wouldn't I dare? In your eyes, you've never seen me as your son. Why should I see you as my father?"

Zhao Yang was taken aback. "What nonsense are you spouting?"

Zhao Fuqing replied, "Isn't that what you truly think?"

Zhao Fuqing stood slowly, using a cane for support, and drew his sword.

"You always said I was useless. But why did I end up this way? Isn't it because of your schemes?" He continued, "From childhood, you never truly guided me. Instead, you constantly oppressed me. You did all this just to pave the way for the son you truly cherished."

As he spoke, Zhao Fuqing slowly rose to his feet.

He leaned half of his body on his cane and then directly drew out his long sword.

Holding the cane, Zhao Fuqing slowly approached the Huainan King, Zhao Yang, "You're right, today I intend to commit patricide."

"Zhao Fuqing, you'd kill him? He is your biological father!"

Seeing Zhao Fuqing's actions, Zhao Yong immediately stood in front of Zhao Yang, looking at Zhao Fuqing with a troubled expression.

Upon hearing Zhao Yong voice, Zhao Fuqing's already grim face darkened even more.

Looking at Zhao Yong, Zhao Fuqing said with fury eyes, "Shut up! Who do you think you are? What gives you the right to speak to me?"

"If it weren't for you, I would still be the Prince of Huainan, not a cripple."

Finishing his words, Zhao Fuqing suddenly laughed looking at Zhao Yang, "You adore this son of yours, don't you? Well, I'll kill him right in front of you and let you taste the pain of heartbreak."

As his voice trailed off, the sword in Zhao Fuqing's hand was thrust directly at Zhao Yong.

Seeing his move, Zhao Yong's eyes widened.

But suddenly, a black whip descended from the sky, wrapping itself around Zhao Fuqing's sword.

Then, Jiang Peihuan and Xiao Nanye appeared in front of everyone.

"What a grand drama."

Removing the cloth from his face, Xiao Nanye spoke with a smile.

"Jiang Peihuan?"

Zhao Fuqing looked at the black whip entangling his sword, his eyes filled with gloom as he stared at Jiang Peihuan standing opposite him.

Although Jiang Peihuan's face was veiled, Zhao Fuqing recognized the whip.

Upon hearing his words, Jiang Peihuan directly removed the cloth from her face but did not step back.