Shen Linfeng was momentarily struck dumb, his cheeks flushing with heat. As the current Prime Minister, he was now being forced to listen to a Nandi native expose treasonous plots within his own country, all while he had been completely oblivious to the Fifth Prince’s desecration of ancestral graves. Even more humiliating was the fact that the Fifth Prince, in his scramble to raise an army, had resorted to looting the private vaults of the Nandi Princess—and to have the descendants of that very woman show up on their doorstep was a disgrace beyond measure.
Weimo’s thoughts, however, were running in an entirely different direction. She recalled how, just days ago, Prince Chongjing had caused an uproar in the imperial court on the grounds that Zhao Yan was heirless; now, it was clear that he had been paving the way for the Fifth Prince all along. Rumors held that the Fifth Prince had long since taken a wife and sired a son in Xiangnan—a legitimate descendant of the imperial line. If he were to truly raise a rebellion, how many court officials and ordinary citizens would genuinely stand by Zhao Yan? If the old story of the Fourth Prince’s sudden death were to be unearthed by someone with ulterior motives, and Prince Chongjing were to rally support in his capacity as the Emperor’s uncle, the consequences would be...
At the thought, Weimo’s fingers tightened unconsciously on her sleeves. The Fifth Prince possessed an elite private army of eighty thousand, a formidable force inde…
Chapter 195