The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 390 Last Letter

With her emotions cleared, Cen Wan's mind gradually returned to normal.

Her previous thinking was rather narrow-minded. Qiu Manyun may seem easy to control, but she is still too unstable.

Of course, instability doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't affect Dayong, and as long as it brings trouble to Qi Yongji.

Furthermore, now that the internal strife in the Great Yong Dynasty has ended, her plans must be put on the agenda.

With so many things to do, Cen Wan was preoccupied and her steps quickened as she left.

Zhicheng filled her teacup and said with a smile, "Your Highness is not afraid of frightening Lord Cen."

Who told you I was scaring her?

Every word Zheng Xun just said was sincere.

The greater one's ability and the higher one's position, the more responsibilities one naturally has to bear.

Even ordinary people face difficult choices, let alone those who make choices that affect the fate of the nation.

Since there aren't many opportunities for hesitation or mistakes, Cen Wan has to learn to be ruthless and make choices.

"Your Highness has put a lot of thought into this."

"I just hope she grows up quickly."

Zheng Xun needs someone to keep Liao Hongsheng and Qin Yue in check.

With a three-way power struggle and Tao Heng overseeing things from the outside, this was the situation she had envisioned for the current court of Dayong.

Although the Great Yong is very united and peaceful now.

However, she firmly believed that those who do not plan for the future will have trouble in the present. Once the Brown Kingdom was conquered and its territory expanded, internal checks and balances would be necessary to maintain stability.

Peace may be comfortable, but it can easily breed laziness and greed.

Zhicheng secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Zheng Xun's calm profile.

The Crown Princess has always been a deep thinker. He couldn't figure her out even when she was young. Now, His Highness seems to have more emotions, but he keeps his thoughts buried even deeper.

The once lively voice has gradually become calm and composed. In the past, it would make mistakes because it was not familiar with the situation in Dayong. Now it has become more and more experienced and has become more and more outstanding.

When faced with such an unfathomable master, Zhicheng couldn't help but feel uneasy.

But today's events made him realize something.

He didn't need to figure out His Highness's thoughts. In short, he should work diligently and try his best to keep up with His Highness's pace. As long as he was useful and loyal, he would never lose His Highness's trust.

……

Everyone in the Great Yong Dynasty was very concerned about Qi Yongji's injuries, including Zheng Xun.

Therefore, on the second day, Zheng Xun's light screen briefly shifted to the Brown Kingdom countless times, and finally, as expected, he received the imperial physician's diagnosis of Qi Yongji.

"Fortunately, His Majesty was quick-witted, and the wound did not reach any vital organs, but this humble subject is incompetent..."

The imperial physician knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly. Sweat beaded on his forehead from nervousness left a dark stain on the carpet.

Qi Yongji felt disgusted by it. Ever since yesterday, everyone who faced him had been like this, like a frightened bird, afraid of losing their life.

"Speak frankly, and you will be forgiven."

"Your left arm will probably be unable to exert force in the future. You will also need to keep it warm on rainy days, otherwise it will definitely ache."

The assassin was determined to kill Qi Yongji. After inserting his weapon, he even spun it around forcefully. If there had been time, Qi Yongji's entire left arm would have been in grave danger.

Qi Yongji said calmly, "Alright, you can go now."

The imperial physician felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly packed his things to leave.

The room quieted down, and Qi Yongji shifted to a more comfortable position: "Mo Cheng, have you found out about those two assassins?"

"It was Diao De's man. He secretly delivered a letter to the guards at the palace gate when he left the palace."

"Guards? When were they bribed?"

“There was no private contact. It’s just that Diao De has always treated his subordinates well, and the guard was grateful for that, so he was willing to help him deliver the message.”

Qi Yongji sneered: "A few nice faces and you've bought him off. Diao De is right, he really is worthless."

Mo Cheng lowered his head, his expression respectful.

"Were the people dealt with?"

"It's been dealt with; the palace guards have thoroughly investigated it."

"Don't let anyone who has connections with Diao De and Wan Yao get away with it, no matter what the evidence is."

"Yes!

Mo Cheng instructed his men to take good care of the emperor, while he went to deliver a message.

Once out of Qi Yongji's sight, he breathed a sigh of relief, but dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Although he returned to Qi Yongji's side, his status remained the same, and Qi Yongji did not avoid him when he had something to say.

It seems that he has regained Qi Yongji's trust.

However, he remained uneasy.

A ruler's temperament is unpredictable and fickle; he cannot fathom or grasp it.

These days were too agonizing; he had to do something…

At this time, in the harem of the Brown Kingdom.

Cai Min had nightmares all night. In her dream, Qiu Manyun stared at her with her empty eye sockets and asked her why she didn't help when someone was dying.

Finally, she was awakened by a start, her eyes open, tears streaming down her face until dawn.

But this was the palace, and there were countless ears and eyes outside, so she didn't even dare to shed tears silently.

After all, she went through such a harrowing experience yesterday; it's normal for her to be too scared to sleep.

But only she knew that her tears were not from fear, but from hatred.

They hated their own powerlessness, their being at the mercy of fate, and they hated Qi Yongji for being high above them, able to control their destinies with a flick of his finger.

I hate that the palace walls are too high to climb over, I hate that I have no control over my own destiny...

She thought this incident would cast a long shadow over her, but to her surprise, she received a letter the very next day.

The letter contained only one sentence: "There is no need to feel sorry for me; history will remember my name."

There was no signature, and the handwriting was crooked, making it impossible to identify the writer.

But Cai Min knew who it was.

After she finished reading it, she took a candle and carefully burned the letter to ashes.

"We're not even that close, why are you writing to me?"

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Qiu Manyun, I cannot burn incense and offer sacrifices for you, please do not blame me."

"Qiu Manyun, I'll admit for now, you're my good friend."

"Autumn clouds drift by, golden palaces and jade towers cannot confine your soul, you are now free."

Not long after the letter was burned, someone outside reported that Lady Cai had submitted a token requesting to enter the palace.

Cai Min had no desire to see anyone, and though the words of refusal were on the tip of her tongue, she swallowed them back: "Bring her in. Let her do her hair."

Lady Cai had never waited this long before when she entered the palace.

She was getting impatient, and as soon as Cai Min came out, she couldn't help but complain, "You're becoming more and more precious these days. It takes so long to see you."

Cai Min's head palace maid raised her eyebrows and sternly rebuked, "How dare you!"

Madam Cai paused for a moment, then suppressed her impatience and gave a perfunctory bow.

Cai Min sat down and slowly sipped her tea: "With so many things in the palace these days, why would Mother come to the palace?"

Lady Cai looked up and said, "Of course His Majesty has agreed."

"What brings Mother to the palace?"

Madam Cai frowned, finally noticing Cai Min's unusual behavior.

Why are you so cold today? Are you too tired?

Cai Min nodded casually.

Madam Cai was relieved: "You came to the palace today because your father had some instructions."

"Please speak, Mother."

"Your father told you to serve the Emperor well, to be generous and composed, and to do your best to share the Emperor's burdens."

"This is my duty, why say more?"