After rebirth, she turned around and married the emperor's uncle and tore the scumbag apart

In Princess Anyang's mansion, a beautiful woman pinned two green jade hairpins in her bun, paired with a few white jade flower hairpins, and wore a pair of green gourd jadeite earrings. She wore a gray long coat with a dark peony pattern, which made her look graceful and dignified.

"Where is the prince consort?" the eldest princess asked the maid beside her.

The maid replied respectfully, "Princess, the prince consort heard that there was a disturbance in the capital last night and went to check it out."

Princess Anyang frowned, "What's the trouble?"

The maid said, "I heard that the inn seemed to be on fire."

As he was speaking, the prince consort in a black cloak walked into the bedroom from outside.

Seeing Princess Anyang wake up, she smiled and walked forward to ask, "Anyang, how are you?"

Princess Anyang rubbed her forehead and said in a deep voice, "It's okay. You can accompany me to the palace. Yesterday, that dog servant broke the 'Longevity Blue and White Vase'. Let's go to Wanbaozhai today to pick out a gift."

"It's best not to enter the palace these days."

The prince consort Liang Yue said, "Last night, the inn caught fire and burned the eldest prince of Xiliang to death. I heard that the third prince smoked some cigarettes, and the imperial physician is still guarding him."

"Your Majesty must be very troubled by this matter right now. If we go there now, we will be walking into the wrong direction."

"How could this happen!" Princess Anyang was obviously frightened.

"Yes." The prince consort Liang Yue said, "The Western Liang Kingdom lost two princes and a princess this time. It is still unknown what the situation will be like in the court in the future. We might as well stay in the capital in the name of recuperation and wait until the storm has passed before going to see the emperor."

"Okay, as you say." Princess Anyang stroked her chest, still a little frightened.

*

Inside Prince Jing's mansion, Xiao Chang'an sipped his tea leisurely and asked his attendant Lu Ming, "How is the situation at the Dali Temple? Is there any news of death?"

Lu Ming reported to Xiao Changan everything he saw outside the Dali Temple.

Xiao Changan clenched his fists and said coldly: "So, Jiang Fu is not dead yet?"

Lu Ming said: "The poison kills instantly upon contact with blood. Even if the palace sends Doctor Zhang, he can't save Jiang Fu. At most he can just delay his death for a while."

After hearing what Lu Ming said, Xiao Changan's expression eased a little, and he ordered: "You continue to watch, and report immediately if there is any news."

"Yes, Your Highness." Lu Ming bowed and strode out of the house.

Jiang Fu must die.

After his death, Wang Qing became the Minister of Revenue, and the entire Ministry of Revenue was in his pocket.

With the Ministry of Revenue, it is possible to control the grain transport and many shady officials in the court.

As long as Jiang Fu died, he would get the Jiang family's century-old assets, and the entire Daning would be under his control.

*

Jiang Siqi came in from outside with a basin of hot water, and several people looked at him closely.

Thinking of the blood on his hands just now, when people outside asked him what was going on inside, he remained silent.

At this moment, the blood on his hands had been washed clean, but his face was still gloomy.

Madam Jiang was really worried about Jiang Fu, so she stopped him and asked, "Qi'er, how is your father? How did Yue'er save your father? What's the matter with the blood on your hands? Did you bleed again?"

After seeing and hearing what he had just seen in the cell, plus Su Lingyue's instructions not to tell anyone about Xiao Yu bleeding to save Jiang Fu, no matter how dissolute Jiang Siqi was, he knew the seriousness of the matter.

He nodded as a response to Mrs. Jiang's last sentence, so that she wouldn't continue to ask questions.

Jiang Siqi suppressed his worries and grief, and said to Madam Jiang, "Mother, father's condition is still under observation, and I don't know if he can wake up."

His mother and father have always had a good relationship. If his father can't make it, he doesn't want to give her hope in vain and let his mother down again.

Mrs. Jiang didn't say anything else, but clasped her hands together and prayed silently.

Jiang Yan stood by with tears in her eyes, and also prayed like Madam Jiang.

Ling Ling looked at Jiang Siqi's back thoughtfully.

The color of the blood was wrong, and the smell was wrong too. It was not Jiang Fu's blood.

What happened inside?