The whole family died tragically? The eldest daughter is the most powerful in the capital after her

A moment later, Gu Nanyuan and Qingxiang also rode their horses towards the palace.

The night wind was a little chilly, blowing their clothes.

Not long after, Gu Nanyuan arrived at the palace.

It just so happened that at this time the princes were clamoring to leave the palace, and the crown prince, seeing that he could not persuade them, had no choice but to follow them out so that he could keep an eye on the third prince.

After Gu Nanyuan arrived, the prince breathed a sigh of relief, a smile on his face, and glanced at his younger brothers, then he became calm and composed.

Gu Nanyuan put his hands behind his back, looking calm.

His gaze passed over the crowd and fell on the night sky in the distance.

The prince stopped everyone and said, "Since the young master is here, why should we leave the palace? Let the young master learn from us, and he has brought a prize."

Gu Nanyuan knew clearly that this "competition" was not just a superficial exchange, but an opportunity to stop the third prince.

"Young Master," the Fourth Prince walked up to Gu Nanyuan with great interest, looking eager to try, "Can you tell us what the prize is?"

Gu Nanyuan smiled faintly, his voice was neither hurried nor slow, and there was a hint of temptation in his tone: "If you can defeat me, I will give you the 'Thousand Mountains Picture' that is treasured in my mansion."

When these words were spoken, all the princes looked surprised.

"Thousand Mountains" is Zhang Zhen's last work. Everyone knows that it is priceless. It is rumored that its value is not only ten thousand taels of gold, but also has a value that cannot be measured by gold and silver.

What’s more important is that this painting was specially created by Zhang Zhen to congratulate the Duke of Zhenguo on his birthday, which makes it even more precious.

"Thousand Mountains?" The Third Prince raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of greed in his eyes. "That is a treasure passed down from generation to generation. How could the young master be so generous?"

Gu Nanyuan remained calm and said firmly, "Since I dare to put it up as a bet, I will naturally not hesitate, but you have to be able to take it."

Hearing this, the minds of several princes suddenly became active.

The prince looked at his brothers who were eager to try and couldn't help but smile. He deliberately teased them, "My brothers, you are so excited, but don't forget that the young master is a rare master in the capital. If you want to win the Thousand Mountains Map, it may not be an easy task."

He changed the subject and glanced at everyone with a playful look: "Looking around, there are probably only a few people in the entire capital who can fight against the young master. How confident are you?"

The third prince's mouth twitched slightly, dissatisfied with the crown prince's contempt, and responded with a sneer: "Your Highness, you are too arrogant. Although we are not as skilled in martial arts as the young master, we are not powerless. Since the young master dares to bet on the Thousand Mountains Map, we will naturally not back down."

The Fifth Prince was straightforward. Hearing this, he slammed the table and shouted, "That's right. Today I will definitely compete with the young master! If I can't beat the Thousand Mountains Map, I want to see where the gap between me and the young master lies!"

The Sixth Prince was also eager to try, and clenched his fists excitedly: "I want to try it too, young master, please don't show mercy!"

The prince smiled slightly, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.

Gu Nanyuan used the Thousand Mountains Map as bait and successfully delayed the Third Prince, making him temporarily forget about what was happening outside the palace.

This is indeed a good idea.

Although the Third Prince felt something was wrong, his desire for the Thousand Mountains Map was hard to resist.

The night was deep and the dark sky was starless, as if shrouded in an invisible sense of oppression.

The lights in Niou Palace were still on, and the candlelight flickered.

Ren Wang sat in the study with a frown on his face, holding a cup of tea in his hand but he was hesitant to drink it.

His mind was already in a mess and he felt vaguely uneasy.

The matter of Zhao Cezhi is getting bigger and bigger. If it comes to the attention of the emperor, it will definitely affect the status of the third prince, and he will naturally be implicated then.

It was late at night and King Ren had been waiting for a long time, but still hadn't received any news, which made him even more anxious.

He stood up and walked to the window. The night in the distance was silent, with an occasional gust of wind blowing, bringing a hint of chill.

Ren Wang tapped his fingers lightly on the windowsill, a gleam of determination in his eyes.

He couldn't wait any longer.

Otherwise, all his forbearance and planning over the years would be wasted.

After thinking for a moment, Ren Wang finally made up his mind.

He turned around abruptly and ordered, "Prepare the horses. I will go to the Third Prince's Palace myself."

His voice was calm and steady, revealing unquestionable majesty.

Soon, the carriage was ready at the door of the mansion. King Ren put on his cloak and walked out of the study at a quick pace.

The cool night breeze outside blew on his face, but it could not calm the anxiety in his heart at all.

In the darkness of night, the lights in the Third Prince's Mansion were still on, and the guards at the door were on high alert.

Prince Ren's carriage stopped in front of the mansion gate. He got off the carriage with a stern expression. Cao Liang and Wu Ming had been waiting for a long time.

When they saw King Ren coming in person, they hurried forward to greet him.

Cao Liang looked a little nervous, and said with a folded hand: "My Lord, why did you come here in person?"

Prince Ren looked at him coldly, "The Third Prince hasn't returned yet?"

Wu Ming took a step forward, his tone somewhat helpless: "Your Highness, we have sent people to get information, but the Third Prince has been in the palace, the Crown Prince seems to be deliberately delaying, and several princes are attracted by the martial arts competition and have not left yet."

After hearing this, Ren Wang suddenly felt a nameless anger in his heart.

He said in a deep voice: "We can't wait any longer! Since the Third Prince is not here, let's go to Jingzhao Yinfu and bring Zhao Cezhi out."

Cao Liang and Wu Ming looked at each other with some hesitation, but facing King Ren's decision, they were powerless to stop it.

Cao Liang whispered, "Your Highness, if we go to Jingzhao Yinfu now, it might be too obvious. What if the truth is revealed..."

Ren Wang smiled coldly, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes: "If we don't take action, more severe consequences will be waiting. Let's go!"

Wu Ming sighed helplessly, knowing that King Ren had made up his mind and he could not persuade him any more.

They could only follow closely, accompany King Ren on the carriage, and head straight to the Jingzhao Yin Mansion.

Jingzhao Yin.

The candle flame flickered, illuminating Niou's gloomy face.

King Ren did not exchange pleasantries, but directly asked for someone: "I came here today to ask Lord Jingzhao Yin to release Zhao Cezhi."

Lord Jingzhao Yin stood behind the desk with a serious expression, as if he was weighing King Ren's words.

"Your Highness, Lord Zhao's case involves a wide range of people, and the evidence has been gathered. If we rashly change the verdict, I'm afraid..." Lord Jingzhao Yin's eyes flickered before he finished speaking, as if he was deliberately showing embarrassment.

Prince Ren snorted coldly, his tone becoming tougher: "Lord Jingzhao Yin, if the situation develops to the emperor, it will not only implicate Zhao Cezhi. The third prince is a member of the royal family. If he is involved, do you think you can stay out of it?"