The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Xiuyun shuddered slightly. She knew the reputation of the Prince of Xian - he was idle and often disappeared. But facing the Queen's question, she could only shake her head helplessly: "My Queen, I really don't know where the Prince of Xian is now."

The queen's face suddenly darkened, her brows knitted, and her eyes shot at Xiuyun like knives. Her voice also became cold and stern: "How could you not know? Didn't I send you to follow him?"

Xiuyun knelt on the ground in fear. She replied in a trembling voice, "My queen, Prince Xian is always elusive. I really can't keep up with him."

The queen's anger grew even stronger. She stood up suddenly and threw the teacup in her hand heavily to the ground, making a crisp sound of breaking. Her voice was full of anger and disappointment: "You maids can't even take care of an idle person. What's the point of me raising you?"

The whole palace fell into silence, with only the Queen's anger in the air. Xiuyun knelt on the ground, lowering her head even lower, knowing that she could not escape this blame. The Queen stood in front of the window, her eyes deep and cold, as if she was thinking about how to punish this incompetent maid.

After an unknown amount of time, the queen calmed down her anger and kept her eyes on Xiuyun for a while, as if looking for possible clues. Then she sighed softly and told Nanny Gui who was waiting on the side, "Go and ask the prince to come over!" Then she waved her hand and asked Xiuyun to leave.

The queen sat alone in front of the window, her eyes became deep and distant, as if she was thinking about the fate and future direction of the royal family.

In less than a cup of tea, Yan Wu Ji slowly approached. Every step he took seemed so calm and firm, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

His face was handsome and deep, his eyes were like stars in the night, shining with wisdom and determination. His nose was high and his mouth was slightly upturned, revealing a confident and calm temperament. His hair was tied up with a golden headband, neat and tidy, showing his majesty and unruliness.

He walked up to the queen, bowed his head slightly, and saluted respectfully: "Your son greets your mother." His voice was low and powerful, full of firmness and confidence.

When the queen saw the prince coming in, her expression eased a little. She nodded slightly, signaling the prince to excuse himself, and then asked, "Prince, do you know where the third prince is now?" The third prince, Xian Wang Yan Zhichen and Yan Wuji, were both born to the queen. So in front of her own son, the queen said she would listen to the third prince.

The prince raised his head, looked at the queen with a firm gaze, and replied, "Mother, I have sent people to look for my third brother. I believe there will be news soon."

The queen nodded, expressing her satisfaction with the prince's handling of the situation. She waved her hand and asked the servants in the room to leave.

After the maids and servants had left, she revealed a serious expression: "You know everything about the school lieutenant's mansion, right?"

"I already know about this!" Yan Wuji frowned slightly, "Mother, no one will find out about this, right?"

"Don't worry!" The Queen sneered. She reminded Yan Wuji: "In order not to arouse suspicion, your uncle has to arrange their funeral. I will ask your uncle to take care of everything. You stay in the mansion! Do you understand?"

"Thank you, mother!"

After saying that, the queen waved her hand to signal him to go down. Yan Wuji turned and walked to the door, and the queen remembered something and called him.

"and many more!"

"Mother, do you have any other instructions?" Yan Wuji turned around in confusion and asked respectfully.

"How did the conversation with the young lady from the general's mansion go today?" the queen asked curiously.

"Mother, it seems we have been worrying too much," Yan Wuji smiled proudly. "Last night's fire made her afraid to go out today, so I did not see her today and returned early!"

After listening to this, a hint of surprise flashed in the queen's eyes, but more of it was contempt for Feng Yanan.

So, she decided to use this opportunity to strengthen her ties with the General's Mansion. She said to the Crown Prince, "Since Feng Yanan is frightened, this is an opportunity for you to go and comfort her and let her know that the royal family cares about her safety. At the same time, you can also take this opportunity to express our support and attention to the General's Mansion."

The prince took the order and left.

The corners of the queen's mouth slowly curled up, outlining a smug smile, like a peony blooming in spring, delicate and cold. Her eyes flashed with confidence and cunning, as if she had seen the future of the general's mansion, like a puppet dancing in her palm.