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"That's right." The Crown Prince smiled slightly and raised his cup to He Yu. The two of them took a sip of the aged peach blossom wine.
With one sip, the spicy taste of the wine mixed with the fragrant aroma of peach blossoms made one feel refreshed.
When the Fourth Prince set out for battle, the farewell ceremony was exceptionally grand.
The Internal Affairs Office, Ministry of Rites, and Ministry of War all agreed that since the Emperor had replaced the Crown Prince with the Fourth Prince for this expedition, it must mean that he favored the Fourth Prince. No one knew how much silver had been spent from the national treasury for this farewell ceremony.
Both He Yu and the Crown Prince shook their heads inwardly at the spectacle, but on the surface, they maintained a facade of brotherly affection, revealing no extra emotions.
Once the Fourth Prince left, it seemed that the entire capital returned to its previous routine; everyone continued with their respective duties as usual.
Except for Xiao Mo Yi.
Since taking on the role of Minister of Justice, Xiao Mo Yi had become busier than ever, often staying out all night. This left Wang Yan'er anxious and worried; how could he neglect his health while being so busy with work?
With no other choice, she could only prepare meals daily at home and send them to Xiao Mo Yi, making sure he ate before bringing back the dishes.
Xiao Yao listened to He Yu and laughed, saying, "Elder Brother is indeed fortunate to have married such a good Daughter-in-law."
"Yes, but I'm also lucky," He Yu said as he put his arm around Xiao Yao playfully. "My Daughter-in-law is considerate, gentle, and beautiful!"
"Hmph, then you better cherish her well," Xiao Yao replied proudly.
"Of course I will cherish her; my Daughter-in-law is hard to come by," He Yu retorted.
The two joked around and lived quite carefree lives.
However, two or three months later, just half a month before Xiao Yao was due to give birth, the seemingly calm capital was once again thrown into chaos by a shocking case uncovered by Xiao Mo Yi.
The Sun Family had actually colluded with external forces, conspiring with the Western Domain Prince to inform the leader of the Western Region United Army about where the Eldest Prince's camp was stationed. They also contacted the Southwest King to intercept military supplies later on.
Upon seeing this news, Qidi was furious and seething with rage.
The issue with the Sun Family has not yet been resolved, and now old debts have resurfaced. The reason for Consort Chen's unfortunate childbirth was the various spices sent by Ning Consort over the years. Not only was musk added to the flour, but many cold medicines were also included, causing Consort Chen to be unable to conceive again since that childbirth.
In fact, everyone knows that Ning Consort's ability to successfully carry out this scheme must have been at the behest of Qidi. Otherwise, after Consort Chen's childbirth, it would have been impossible for Consort Ning at that time to smoothly rise to her current position as Ning Consort.
The timing of this revelation is naturally intended to put Qidi in a difficult position and force action against Ning Consort. After all, Ning Consort is also part of the Sun Family.
With no way out, Qidi could only demote Ning Consort under public scrutiny, using the excuse of her long residence in the palace and her alleged harm to the royal lineage, reducing her status to Ning Wanrong.
Meanwhile, the traitors of the Sun Family were also subjected to investigation and punishment.
The Fourth Prince had not yet reached Yanmen Pass and had not even fought a battle when he was caught off guard by this series of news.
Yang Yunzhe, who had never truly been on a battlefield, felt increasingly uncertain. He had thought he could rely on the Sun Family, but now they were being investigated at such a critical moment!
Even his own mother was demoted in rank.
Under such repeated blows, the Fourth Prince had no heart left for battle. Without support behind him, Yang Yunzhe began to become timid and submitted a memorial to the emperor claiming he had fallen ill due to the local conditions on his journey and could not reach the front lines. The soldiers escorting the Fourth Prince couldn't help but sneer at his cowardice.
Where did that previously arrogant demeanor go? It turned out he was merely relying on someone else's backing; now that support had vanished, he shrank back into his shell like a pampered prince from the palace.
Upon receiving the Fourth Prince's memorial, the emperor was so furious he spat blood.
He had hoped this son would prove himself in battle and earn military merit, which would provide a reason to elevate Ning Consort's status.
However, he never expected that his cherished Fourth Prince would turn out to be useless as a lump of mud that couldn't stick to anything. All those years of nurturing him had been in vain.
Yet, he was still his son. With his spirit already broken, sending him onto the battlefield would only mean sending him to his death. Having already lost one son severely injured, Qidi could only reluctantly summon his son back.
The son returned, but someone still needed to go to the front lines. Now that Eldest Prince was severely injured and Fourth Prince was no longer viable, Third Prince lacked sufficient background and status. As for the Crown Prince...
Could they really let the Crown Prince lead troops to the front lines?
Now, Qidi hesitated. The current Eldest Prince and Fourth Prince no longer had the capital to compete with the Crown Prince. Qidi knew that his health was deteriorating day by day. Even though he practiced meditation and recited scriptures daily, the methods of Taoism and alchemy could not stop his body from aging. All those actions were merely for the sake of comforting his heart.
When the time comes, someone must inherit the throne and continue the legacy of the Dafeng Nation. He also wanted to provide a complete explanation to his ancestors.
However, if the Western Regions invade, it is feared that before he passes away, the Dafeng Nation will already be handed over to outsiders.
No, he cannot allow the Dafeng Nation to be destroyed on his watch. But who can he send to battle now?
At that moment, a name appeared in Qidi's mind, unexpectedly startling him.
Is it really... possible?
While Qidi was entangled in his thoughts, He Yu was calmly teasing his newborn daughter. Looking at the wrinkled baby in the Cradle, He Yu said, "Our daughter really looks like you. Just look at her nose and eyes..."
"Stop," Xiao Yao said with a mix of laughter and tears, playfully slapping He Yu. "Even if you're flattering me, can you be a bit more serious? This child just got born; her eyes haven't even opened yet, and you're saying she looks like me. You've been talking nonsense outside too much, haven't you?"
He Yu chuckled and did not dodge Xiao Yao's playful slap. He handed the child to the nurse and helped Xiao Yao sit comfortably. "Yao Yao, I estimate that I will have to go out to fight in a few days."
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