The evil woman is arrogant and the cold emperor can't sleep at night

Chapter 169 Revenge



Chapter 169 Revenge

Shen Tangan listened to Mu Chenye's analysis, her eyebrows tightly furrowed, her eyes full of worry and pity.

Her gaze lingered on the palace in the distance for a long time. The sunlight shone on the glazed tiles of the palace, refracting a dazzling light, as if it were a cruel power struggle in the palace. It seemed bright and beautiful, but in fact it concealed endless coldness and calculation.

The high walls and courtyards of the palace were like an insurmountable chasm that separated people's destinies. Inside, everyone was like a walker groping in the dark, and could fall into the abyss if they were not careful.

"Your Highness," Shen Tangan spoke softly, his voice like a trickle of water, but with an unquestionable firmness, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has few people around him, just like a lone boat in the turbulent sea, which may be swallowed by the waves at any time. Can we help him secretly? Even if it is just a little bit of help, it may be a ray of hope for him in this dark palace."

As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly and looked at Mu Chenye, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. That light was like the stars in the night, flickering tenaciously in the darkness.

Mu Chenye sighed softly and shook his head slowly. His expression was serious and solemn, as if a huge storm was about to come.

"We can't act rashly. In the palace, all the forces are like a pack of hungry jackals, their eyes are fixed on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and they are eagerly looking for any flaws. If we are not careful, even if it is just a small move, it will be like throwing a stone into a calm lake. The ripples will be keenly captured by them, and then they will be used to hold us accountable. By then, not only will we not be able to help the Crown Prince, but it will be like pushing him into a deeper quagmire, putting him in a more dangerous situation, and making him the target of public criticism."

Mu Chenye's voice was low and magnetic, and every word seemed to hit Shen Tangan's heart heavily.

As for the prince, although he learned that the assassin was his mother, at that moment it was as if a bolt from the blue struck his heart.

He was filled with grief, as if countless ants were gnawing at his heart. The pain went deep into his bones and almost made it impossible for him to breathe.

But he understood that he was now like the captain of a large ship sailing in stormy waves and could not be swayed by this sudden storm.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and began to handle everything more carefully, whether it was government affairs in the court or getting along with the people in the harem.

In the court, the prince was like a rising star. He actively participated in various discussions. Before, under the careful guidance of the Grand Tutor, he was like a thriving seedling, but now, he has begun to thrive on his own.

The strategies he proposed for governing the country became more mature and steady, and each of his ideas was like a gem that had been carefully polished after careful consideration, shining with the light of wisdom. The ministers were secretly amazed at the prince's transformation, and many of them began to re-examine this young crown prince.

They whispered to each other, discussing the changes in the prince.

However, there were also some ministers who used to be on the Queen's side. They were like poisonous snakes hiding in the dark. On the surface, they were very respectful to the Crown Prince, and their humble attitude seemed as if the Crown Prince was the monarch they respected the most.

But secretly, they were spying on the prince in the shadows, looking for opportunities to trip him up.

There was a sinister gleam in their eyes, as if they were waiting for the right opportunity, like a hunter waiting for prey, ready to pounce and take a bite at any time.

The prince knew these people's minds well, just like an experienced hunter knows the habits of his prey.

He dealt with them calmly, and every move was like a chess piece falling on the board, full of calculation and strategy.

As for those ill-intentioned suggestions, he was like a skilled swordsman, skillfully rejecting them without giving the other party any chance to take advantage; as for reasonable opinions, he was like an open-minded monarch, generously adopting them, demonstrating extraordinary political wisdom.

Every decision he made and every word he said spread like ripples in the court, affecting everyone's view of him.

In the harem, the prince was like a warm spring breeze and began to take the initiative to visit the neglected concubines.

He knew very well that although the family forces behind these concubines were not as strong as before, they still had an influence in the court that could not be ignored, just like a river that had dried up, but the mud at the bottom of the river could still affect the direction of the water flow.

He walked into the palace of each concubine with steady steps, with a gentle and humble smile on his face.

His smile was like the warm sunshine in winter, shining on everyone's heart and making the concubines who had lived in the cold palace for a long time feel the long-lost warmth.

He spoke to them with gentle words and cared about their daily lives as if they were his own family.

His attitude won the favor of many concubines, and they looked at the prince with eyes full of gratitude and love.

As for Prince Chen, he was also secretly watching the development of the situation, like a cheetah lurking in the dark, quietly waiting for the best time to attack.

He knew that although the prince was young, he had potential that could not be underestimated, just like a seedling that had just broken through the soil, which, although fragile, contained infinite vitality.

In order to help the Crown Prince stabilize the situation, Prince Chen used his prestige in the army. That prestige was like a towering mountain, making people admire and fear him.

He frequently came into contact with generals in the army, and every time they met, his words were like a passionate war song, emphasizing the prince's orthodox status and his importance to the country's future.

He told the generals that the prince was the country's star of hope, just like the brightest Big Dipper in the sky, guiding the direction of the country's progress.

His actions were like throwing huge rocks into a calm lake, causing a strong reaction in the army and making those forces that were ready to make moves dare not act rashly.

However, after the queen was deposed, she did not become depressed in the cold palace. She was like a trapped beast that was injured but still full of fighting spirit.

The resentment in her heart grew like weeds, spreading throughout her heart and almost swallowing her up.

She was unwilling to accept such a failure. Her former glory and power were like a beautiful dream, but now it was ruthlessly shattered.

She was even more unwilling to be schemed against by her own son. It was a hatred that went deep into her bones, flowing like poison in her veins.

So she began to secretly contact her former confidants. These confidants were like shadows hidden in the darkness. Although they hid everywhere after she was deposed, they were still loyal to her. The loyalty between them was as strong as steel and could not be destroyed by any force.


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