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That person focused all his attention on what benefits the Prime Minister's Residence could bring him. If he was looking for the Linglong Spine, did he intend to use someone else's hand?
Linglong Spine, she had heard some things about it from her father when she was still the Princess of Great Yan. She only knew it was a Treasure Map, and whoever obtained this map would possess great fortune. Beyond that, she had no further knowledge. The Linglong Spine had disappeared for hundreds of years; how could it suddenly appear at the Yuan Cang Minister's Residence?
Su Peijiu pondered as she walked towards Qiluo Garden. She had no idea where her senior brother had gone; ever since the Flower Festival, she hadn't seen him again. Fortunately, he had sent a female subordinate to impersonate Yuer; otherwise, she wouldn't have known where to find someone like Yuer.
Just as she was about to turn a corner near Qiluo Garden, Su Peijiu saw someone she hadn't seen in a while—Su Xingyan.
She was walking towards her with a maid named Cuiyu, swaying her hips. With only one path available and no way to avoid her, Su Peijiu decided to meet her head-on.
As they were about to pass each other, Su Xingyan sneered and said, "I didn't expect you to remain so calm until now."
Su Peijiu retorted sarcastically, "What else should I do? If it collapses, my father will support me. Why should I worry?"
"You think Father will really protect you? This time, it's not a joke, Su Peijiu... you won't be able to act so smug for long."
"Thanks for your kind words, Sister. I may not have much else, but I have a strong life; otherwise, I wouldn't have survived under your hospitality until now."
Su Xingyan initially wanted to explode in anger but was pulled back by Cuiyu just in time, her expression softening slightly. "Now you only have this sharp tongue left. In a few hours, let's see if you can still smile like this!"
With that, Su Xingyan turned and walked away, heading towards Zhao Mengzhi's yard.
"I'll show you how I thrive," Su Peijiu said softly as she watched the malicious figure of the woman fade into the distance.
Just two hours after returning to Qiluo Garden, news came from the front yard that someone from the palace had arrived. After exchanging glances with Yuer, Su Peijiu left with Silver Dove.
Su Chi had already gone to the palace earlier. As the Chancellor of the dynasty and having been immersed in officialdom for many years, he knew that some matters required taking the initiative before the royal family could speak up and block their mouths first.
The eunuch of the palace must have sent someone to bring her over after Su Chi left.
Ballad does not know who spread the rumors. After all, the Linglong Spine is a relic from a hundred years ago and not easy to find. As long as she firmly claims ignorance, there is still a chance for this matter, especially since she is the Legitimate Daughter of a former Chancellor. It is impossible for her to be directly executed; the worst-case scenario would be being married off to someone from the royal family.
Soon, she would see the Yuan Cang Monarch, who ordered the destruction of Great Yan. Su Peijiu felt the blood of revenge surging through her veins; she feared she might not be able to resist drawing a dagger to assassinate that Dog Emperor on the spot.
If Qi Mo is the executioner, then the Yuan Cang monarch is the mastermind! She would not let either of them go! With a forceful bite, she tasted iron rust in her mouth and slowly released her grip, wiping away the blood at the corner of her lips with a handkerchief, having bitten her lip in anger.
“Second Sister, please.” The eunuch's sharp voice rang out from outside the palanquin. Su Peijiu extended her hand to lift the curtain of the palanquin and stepped out.
Standing in the most prestigious place of Chang'an City, she looked at the red walls and exquisite tiles, following the eunuch inside...
Today she entered through the red walls, making it hard to look back. Crossing over life and death's entangled grievances—who can taste it?
Deep within the layers of palace halls, Su Peijiu followed silently behind the eunuch. No matter how off course they went or how few people there were, she did not ask a single question from beginning to end.
If the Su Family was her only support now, then if the rumors were true, how could Su Peijiu not also be the only support for the Su Family?
The eunuch pushed open the heavy Red Gate, and its creaking sound broke her heart. She raised her chin, straightened her back, and lightly stepped over the threshold, behind her was a world of light cut off from everything else.
Upon entering, she saw that there were no palace maids or eunuchs inside; the only living being was Su Chi, standing before the Dragon Table, his back blocking her view of the emperor seated in a chair.
This was the first time Su Peijiu saw Su Chi standing in such a humble posture. Once a Chancellor, he now resembled a fallen beggar, his hands clasped carefully in front of him as he bowed his head, listening to the judgment of his superior.
“Criminal Su Peijiu pays respects to Your Majesty; long live Your Majesty!” Without any hesitation, she walked five steps forward to stand before the Dragon Table and immediately knelt on the ground.
A somewhat aged voice floated out flatly, "Why do you call yourself a sinner? The Chancellor has explained it clearly to me; it's just a rumor."
Su Peijiu lowered her head, "Since ancient times, three people can create a tiger; there are many things based on hearsay. No matter how innocent one is, it cannot avoid being tainted by dirt."
After a moment of silence, the Emperor burst into laughter, "It seems the Chancellor has raised a good daughter."
Su Chi quickly knelt in front of Su Peijiu, to her right: "Your Majesty, forgive me! My daughter has been weak since childhood and has always been in seclusion. She is unfamiliar with worldly affairs, so I ask Your Majesty to overlook her faults."
The Emperor clicked his tongue a few times and then moved slightly. A pair of dragon-embroidered boots appeared in front of Su Chi. He felt a few pats on his shoulder and said, "You are being too serious; I would not hold it against a child. The innocent will clear themselves. Su Aiqing has been with me through thick and thin for many years; I still have some trust in you."
"I swear, this Ballad is all rumors; my loyalty to Your Majesty is evident! As for my daughter's matters, they are even more absurd," Su Chi spoke anxiously.
The Emperor slowly helped Su Chi up and smiled, "If I cannot trust you, who else can I trust?"
"Your Majesty..." Su Chi looked as if she were shedding old tears.
The Emperor's gaze caught Su Peijiu still kneeling on the ground. He released his hand from supporting Su Chi and walked in front of her, saying lightly, "Lift your head."
Su Peijiu slowly raised her head. A face that needed no makeup yet was enough to topple nations came into the Emperor's view, causing his eyes to darken.
"Originally, this matter was not significant enough for me to personally summon you both, but it suddenly involved Linglong Spine, so I became concerned. I believe Su Aiqing knows that the only way to quell this rumor..."
Su Chi stood behind the Emperor, unable to see his expression as she lowered her head. She only heard a submissive reply: "Whatever Your Majesty decides."
"Good! Su Aiqing truly is my right-hand man!" The Emperor turned around and patted his shoulder, laughing heartily.
Kneeling on the ground, Su Peijiu turned pale upon hearing those words.
What methods are there to quell this rumor? After thinking it over, the only solution seems to be a marriage alliance with the royal family. Only by marrying into the royal family can the rumors surrounding Pei Jiu naturally dissipate. As for the Linglong Spine, even if it is just a rumor, it would not be a loss for the royal family; at least it would preserve their face... If it is not a rumor, then of course...
In her past life, she had no say in her marriage, and even after being reborn, she still has no control... It seems she is still too weak, truly too weak...
To prevent unnecessary changes in circumstances, the emperor issued an edict allowing her to remain in the palace while Su Chi returned to prepare various matters. Su Peijiu stayed in the palace to build relationships with the princes.
In truth, building relationships was merely a facade; whoever the emperor favored would be the one she would marry. However, to win over Su Chi's heart, she would marry the next emperor.
With flowers blooming everywhere, even without stepping outside, the flower garden in the palace yard was stunningly beautiful. Su Peijiu had always been easygoing; having been in the palace for three days without receiving any news from her senior brother, she was instead continuously visited by various princes for different reasons. During this time, two things surprised Su Peijiu.
The first was that Prince Qi Che, who was not familiar with her at all, actually sent her high-quality tea leaves. Although there was nothing special about them, Su Peijiu could still see excitement in his relatively youthful eyes—a thrill of hunting prey.
The second surprising thing was that Crown Prince Qi Rong, who had great ambitions for the throne, did not show up! However, this was good news for Su Peijiu; otherwise, she truly wouldn't know how to face someone who wanted to do her harm yet held a high position that she could not provoke.
Today was the fourth day. Since breakfast, her eyelids had been twitching non-stop; she felt that something bad might happen today.
"Bang!" Scalding hot water splashed all over Su Peijiu's dress, instantly snapping her back to reality. She quickly stood up and shook off the hot water from her clothes.
"I deserve to die! I deserve to die!!" The maidservant serving tea immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
Su Peijiu looked at her terrified and pale face; the anger that had risen within her dissipated in an instant. She stepped forward to help the maid up: "It's fine; just change your clothes."
"I'll serve you while you change," the maidservant suddenly raised her eyes to glance at Su Peijiu before quickly lowering her head. Su Peijiu was taken aback for a moment before releasing her hand and nodding: "Come in."
Closing the door, Su Peijiu immediately turned to look at the palace maid. "What do you want?"
The palace maid knelt on one knee, her posture graceful and her expression serious. "The Palace Master sent me to deliver a message. The Demon Palace has been besieged by martial artists in recent days, and the Palace Master is unable to leave. If you have any instructions, please let me know."
"Besieged?" Su Peijiu's face paled slightly as she stepped forward to pull the palace maid up. "Is my senior brother in danger?" No wonder she hadn't seen him in recent days or received any news from him. Ji Yu was the first family member she had encountered since her rebirth; how could she not worry?
The palace maid comforted her, saying, "You need not worry. They are just some petty thieves; they are nothing but a dish of vegetables to the Palace Master."
Su Peijiu fell silent at those words. If they were truly nothing, then why would Ji Yu personally intervene? She could only hope that her senior brother would be safe. In this world, aside from that person, he was the only one who truly cared for her. Although he often acted carefree, she knew his goodness.
This time, she had been set up and fell into a trap, and her senior brother was too preoccupied to care for her. The remaining matters could only be resolved by herself.
First of all, she absolutely could not marry Crown Prince Qi Rong! This person was unpredictable, and she had offended him before. If she really married Qi Rong, it wouldn't just be about revenge; it would be difficult even to protect herself.
As for Third Prince Qishen, she had never met him and hadn't seen him during the Flower Festival either; he was said to be a sickly person.
Sixth Prince Qi Che seemed harmless now, but due to a woman's sensitivity, she felt that Qi Che was someone she absolutely should not provoke. Every time their eyes met, she would get goosebumps all over.
The other princes were too powerful, and the Emperor would not allow her to choose freely. Thus, the remaining candidates were only...
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