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However, after half a day, the news of the Duke of Qin regaining his consciousness had spread throughout the capital like a pair of wings. The news of the Duke of Qin regaining his consciousness had spread throughout the entire capital like a pair of wings.

Prince Zhao had been involved in politics for three years, and his reputation of being capable and wise had already spread far and wide. Many people had received his kindness and became his disciples, and their power must not be underestimated. Everyone thought that the fact that he had become the crown prince was already a nail in the coffin. Who would have thought that a Prince Qin would appear out of nowhere.

It was one thing for the Prince Qin to be a fool in the past, but now that it had returned to normal and added a lot of variables, it was all because of the inheritance system of the eldest son.

Just these six simple words were enough to flatten all of Prince Zhao's hard work. Historically, there had been cases where a virtuous son did not ascend the throne, but that was only when his son was not favored by the emperor or when he died. Now, with the support of the Prince Qin, the position of Crown Prince was only possible.

All the small and large officials of the Prince Zhao sect panicked as they all came to their doorstep to beg for their help. Li Fuchen was in a miserable state, and after comforting his last subordinate with great difficulty, when they finally left, he could no longer hold back his anger. He swept all the cups on the table to the ground and started cursing loudly, "Trash, all of you are trash."

As a subordinate, not only did he not give his master any advice, he even ran over to comfort him.

The aide accompanying him in the study room waited until he was finished with his anger, then carefully stepped forward and said, "My prince, the recovery of Prince Qin's mind has already become a fact. The most important thing right now is to stabilize your power in the court. At that time, even if Prince Qin were to run errands for him and he is unable to meet Your Majesty's requirements, when Your Majesty's guilt is lessened, he will naturally loathe him. "

"You're right."

After Li Fuchen went on a rampage, his mood had become much more relaxed. He once again sat down behind his desk, held his chin and thought deeply, "From what you see, how can I stabilise my power?"

The aide smiled meaningfully, "Your highness, you are not young at all, you should get married. In my opinion, the Miss Shi of the Prime Minister's family can be a good match."

Li Fuchen's eyes darkened. Unknowingly, a figure dressed in wedding clothes appeared in front of him. She was dressed in gorgeous red, with a luminous complexion, like a fire that was ignited in the middle of the night.

"Does Your Highness have someone else in mind?"

"No." Li Fuchen took a deep breath, and the corner of his lips hooked up into a gentle smile, as he said lightly and calmly, "Miss Shi is the best choice."

"Then this subordinate will go down and prepare."

The aide excitedly wanted to leave, but Li Fuchen called him back, "There's no rush, in a short while, it will be the Queen's birthday. After the birthday is over, it's not too late to propose marriage."

The two of them plotted for a long time. After finalizing the plan, they waited until the servants of the mansion said they had something to report to them. Only then did the aide leave.

Li Fuchen called in the servant that was in charge of taking care of Jiang Mingzhong's matters and sat up straight: "What's the matter?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, I have already followed your instructions and handed over Godly Doctor Jiang's corpse to the Beijing-Zhongzhong Department. I have also explained everything that happened on the arena.

Li Fuchen had always hated and hated Immortal Alliance to the bone, but now that he was forced into a corner by the circumstances, he had no choice but to lower his head.

"This King knows." Looking at the servant who was still standing in his original spot, he suddenly frowned, "Is there anything else?"

The servant quickly took out a bottle that looked familiar and carefully handed it over, "My prince, I found this on Godly Doctor Jiang's body and took it back secretly. There's still half a bottle left."

Li Fuchen recognized the bottle with a single glance. His heart skipped a beat as he picked up the bottle and said, "Well done, go and receive your rewards."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

The servant left happily. Li Fuchen was alone in his study looking at the half bottle of poison, thinking about how to use it to its best effect. At this time, Jiang Yunyin came.

"Prince Zhao, they all said that my grandfather died! Are they lying to me! "

Jiang Yunyin tumbled as she ran in. Her eyes were red and swollen, the moment she saw Li Fuchen, he felt like she was looking at a family member. She immediately dropped the golden beans in grievance, "Prince Zhao, my grandfather didn't die.

Seeing her, Li Fuchen had a headache. This girl was spoiled too much by her grandfather, his brain was missing a string, if he was not careful he would cause trouble. He went to the Prince Qin Palace with difficulty, but in the end he ran back.

"Your grandfather is indeed dead. He lost a match on the stage against Princess Qin and died fighting on his own. "

Li Fuchen wanted to send his away as soon as possible, his tone was not the least bit tactful, and when Jiang Yunyin heard it, she immediately fell, "I don't believe it! How could my grandfather die, he's so strong, how could he die! You lied to me. Where is my grandfather? Quick, bring me to my grandfather! "

Jiang Mingzhong's corpse had already been handed over to Immortal Alliance, so naturally, he couldn't bring her to see anyone.

"Wow."

When his voice fell, Jiang Yunyin squatted on the ground and cried, her tears and snot all over her face, she was battered and exhausted, but Li Fuchen felt a bit of pity, "People cannot be revived after death, please be merciful."

"No!" I must avenge my grandfather! " Jiang Yunyin was immediately filled with fighting spirit, she wiped her face randomly and looked at him pleadingly: "Prince Zhao, I know you are a good person, will you help me?"

Li Fuchen originally wanted to reject, but when he saw the half bottle of Bewitching Fluid on the table, he suddenly had an idea. "It's not impossible for this king to help you, you have to listen to this king's arrangements."

Jiang Yunyin nodded strongly and instantly became mature, "Alright, as long as I can avenge grandfather, I will listen to you."

When Murong Ling and Prince Qin returned to their residence, they coincidentally met Jiang Yunyin who had just returned from the outside. Her eyes were red, as if she had just cried, and quickly lowered her head when she saw her.

It seemed she already knew about her grandfather's death.

"Where did Miss Jiang go just now?"

Chun Xi had been keeping an eye on Jiang Yunyin's whereabouts the entire time, and now she was saying, "Reporting to the wangfei, two hours ago, Miss Jiang heard news of Godly Doctor Jiang's death and immediately went to the Prince Zhao Palace."

"Find someone to watch her." Murong Ling frowned, and thought of something, "The Prince has recovered his health, the Your Majesty is extremely happy, we will celebrate at the Duke Palace tomorrow, and we will invite all the ministers and guests of the imperial court to go down to arrange a feast, you and Leng Qiu will go down there to take care of it."

Chun Xi was overjoyed upon hearing this. This was the first time since they had opened the palace that there was a banquet being held. She immediately answered with her chest puffed, "Royal Concubine, don't worry, this servant will definitely have a good time with Big Sister Leng Qiu. I definitely won't embarrass you and the Prince."