After turning and turning, the old man was obviously confused. After a while, the old man raised his head and said cautiously: "If the Third Highness joins the Fourth Legion, this old slave will still believe it, but if he formed an alliance with Li Wufeng so quickly, he will not believe it anyway. Moreover, the third Highness's power is mainly concentrated in the south. Even if he wants to find allies, he should first consider the Lin family or Lang family in the south."

"Will the third brother and Li Wufeng have some contact, and Zhou Baozhong's subordinates have discovered it, and they suspect that they have colluded?" After thinking for a while, Situ Tai finally asked.

"There is this possibility. Li Wufeng has never relaxed his contact with any powerful person in the imperial capital. I believe the people from the General Information Administration are as clear as this. But today Zhou Baozhong revealed it to His Highness on such an occasion. It should be very clear that the two sides have substantial contact. It cannot just refer to some general interactions and visits, which is a bit confusing." The old man shook his head gently, not agreeing with his master's opinion.

Situ Tai rubbed his jaw hard and asked in confusion: "Will the information provided by this guy Zhou Baozhong will be fake?"

He sneered, and the old man stroked the beard under his jaw and said, "It doesn't matter if Lord Zhou provides us with false information. What I am worried about is that his behavior is instructed by His Majesty, which is really a bit tricky." At this point, his voice was much lower and his expression became a little nervous.

"Ah?! Old Leng, according to your opinion, did the father notice what we were doing?" Situ Tai's face suddenly changed and his body stiffened. He was obviously very worried about what he said.

"Your Highness, don't be too nervous. I think the situation has not reached that point yet." The old man described Leng Jun, and his eyes also showed worries. "Even if Your Majesty noticed it, the situation was already very tense and turbulent at that time. Even if you have suspicion and no evidence, Your Majesty can't do anything."

"But in this way, my father will be more suspicious of me?" Situ Tai said a little depressed and restlessly.

"Hmph, Your Highness, do you really think that Your Majesty will pass the throne to you at the last moment? Look, you should have lost your heart. If Your Majesty was interested, I'm afraid there wouldn't have been those actions at the beginning." The old man analyzed calmly.

Situ Tairan did not answer the old man's question, but just tapped his fingers on the desk, probably thinking about something.

"Fortunately, this throne is not determined by Your Majesty alone. Unless Your Majesty abdicates when he can still control the situation now. If it is decided at the last moment, it depends on everyone's strength and ability. Therefore, to preserve your own strength, even if you need to take some risks, it is worth it. Otherwise, who will work hard for you?" At this point, the old man's words were already cold.

Although Situ Tai didn't say anything, he knew in his heart that what the old man said was not wrong. He had already reached this point, that is, there was no way out. He could only keep going, and he had to kick away everything that dared to stop him without hesitation. Otherwise, he would have to be crushed to pieces. Perhaps this is the risk and price he had to bear as a royal family.

The girl in a black fox cloak walked into the warm inner room as spring. The sensible Han Yan saw that his master was in a bad mood at first sight. He didn't dare to say anything. He quickly stepped forward and took off the cloak behind the girl and waited for her to sit next to the charcoal basin with a burning fire.

The girl's face was as heavy as water. She had read the newspapers she held in her hand several times, but her anxiety and anger in her heart never subsided. Her beautiful phoenix eyes were fixedly looking at the occasionally jumping flames in the charcoal basin, but her thinking was still entangled in the troubles caused by the news in the newspaper.

He let out a sigh of relief until the pretty maid Han Yan, who was holding a cup of hot tea, handed it to her eyes, that the girl woke up from her thoughts at a loss.

"Miss, don't worry too much about national affairs. Since you are powerless to change some things, even if you want to do more, it will be useless. It's just a sad thing." The pretty Han Yan couldn't help but persuade him when he saw that his master took the teacup but had no hard work.

"Huh? Dear girl, when is it your turn to enlighten me?" The girl was stunned and asked, "Who taught you to say these words?" Her face became colder.

"No one taught me, I just sent me a feeling." The pretty maid replied quickly, but was not afraid. She knew that her master had always been cold-hearted, especially to herself. She had never treated herself as a servant for so many years, but she was like two sisters.

"Hmph, are you feeling like you?" The girl was amused and her face thawed, as if the flowers bloomed brightly in winter, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Hanyan, please stop telling me this. Who taught you to say this?" In fact, the girl also guessed who it was. Who else could teach this in the entire mansion besides her.

Seeing that he could not hide it from the girl, Han Yan acted coquettishly and said, "It's not that Sister Sophia has seen you work too hard all day, but the ministers in the court may not listen to your advice. For your health, don't hold yourself too tight."

The girl shook her head and said nothing, but subconsciously picked up the newspaper in her hand, and several eye-catching titles appeared on the paper.

"The victory of the Qinghe Battle declares the end of the Pacific Rebellion Army is coming!" "Recasting the glory - Interview with Marquis Yusufu, the commander of the Imperial City Guard Corps", "Niuto Town Battlefield Field - Recording the Commander of the Imperial City Guard Corps XXX, the second and third events of the Commander of the Fourth Division of the Imperial City Guard Corps", "Sword Determining to the Central Plains" one after another, with tens of thousands of words, which boasted the victory of this battle into an unprecedented victory, and the number of damages of the City Guard Corps was also reduced to an infinite extent, reaching a negligible level. How could this prevent the girl from watching the fire from the bottom of her heart?

What kind of idiot literati reporters are this report written by a group of idiots, blindly belittled the combat effectiveness of the Taiping Rebellion Army and infinitely exaggerating the strength of the imperial army. And this guy Yusufu actually made a big splash in the newspaper, and he dared to say that he could destroy the Taiping Rebellion Army in one fell swoop within three months. I really don’t know whether this fool was completely lost by the temporary victory or was born an arrogant idiot. Even if he needed to inspire morale and inspire the people, he could not say such a big talk without any basis!

Thinking of this, the girl couldn't help but feel discouraged. No matter how she made suggestions, her father still couldn't listen. Could it be that the people and the army of the empire must use these big words to motivate? If she really got to this point, the fate of the empire might be in danger.

Seeing that his master was still staring at the charcoal fire, Han Yan, who was standing behind her, frowned and quietly slipped out.

"Sister, are you worried about national affairs again?" The crisp and elegant voice had a slightly strange accent, which sounded particularly comfortable.

As a special fragrance came from behind, the girl who was staring at the brazier in a daze moved slightly, but she still didn't look back, but just replied indifferently: "Girl, can you worry? As a member of the Situ family, it's not okay if you want to think about these things. If your skin is gone, where will your hair be attached? This is an old saying by us Tanghe people. Once there is a problem with the empire, we so-called royal people will probably be the first to fall into the abyss. By then, the fate of the untouchables who live on the streets may be better than ours."

When she said this, the girl was already speechless, obviously very pessimistic about the current situation of the empire, especially when she saw that the empire's government and opposition blindly optimistic after the Qinghe victory, a sense of pride and underestimation spread inside and outside the government and the country, and she did not realize that this was just an ordinary battle in a distant war. She could not imagine how sophisticated and profound people like Qiu and her father could not see this? If she saw it, why would she let this view spread throughout the government and the country?

"Sister, don't worry too much. There are many smart and capable people in the imperial court. The girl is thinking, maybe they have considered what you think of, maybe they have other considerations, but they just haven't shown it." The fluffy thoracic hair was accompanied by a faint fragrance of flowers, and the girl behind her was naturally Sophia. She was also invited by Han Yan to relieve Situ Yushuang's worries.

Situ Yushuang's words also aroused the long-depressed sentimentality in her heart. She was also destroyed by her country and was wandering in a foreign land. In a flash, it took more than two years. Seeing that the Maqi Khans ruled more and more stable in their homeland, the only hope was that the Tanghe Empire was strong outside and the middle, and the situation was getting worse. Not to mention helping to realize the dream of restoring the country, even with Situ Yushuang's full help, there was no progress in negotiating the freedom of her mother and younger brother with the Maqi Khanate through the diplomatic department. The imperial diplomatic department was helpless and had no way to deal with the other party.

Now her good sisters are facing the same danger. Once the empire collapses, she doesn't know where she should go in the future. Maybe it's not a good thing to have a beautiful appearance in this chaotic world. There are too many people who look at her beauty, but who among men is not a playful attitude? In this world, a princess who lost her country and has a bit of beauty has become prey that has the intention of seizing certain power in her hands. If it weren't for the protection of the identity of Situ Yushuang, and she rarely showed up in public, she tried to avoid contact with the outside world, perhaps she would have become a toy with some nobleman.
Chapter completed!