Beneath the Skirt: Book 1 148: Master's Wisdom
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Upon arriving at the Imperial Palace, the Third Prince knelt down with a thud and exclaimed loudly, "Long live my father, the Emperor!" 0
 
Yun Qingyu stood beside him, her gaze lowered as she observed the figure prostrating before them, remaining silent. 0
 
The Emperor, having not seen his third son for a long time, felt a headache coming on. He said, "I have received word that the Northern Protectorate Prince is on his way to the capital. Have you thought about how you will explain the matter of the princess's death to him?" 0
 
The Third Prince fell silent, pondering inwardly: What kind of apology could suffice? A dead daughter could never compare to the benefits that the royal lineage could bring him. 0
 
He recalled the secret letter from the Empress Dowager he had received a few days prior, and his ambitions began to swell: If even my father is an imposter on the throne, then it would be only natural for me to usurp him and take the throne for myself. The Emperor, seated on the dragon throne, frowned slightly and asked, "I am asking you a question; what are you thinking about?" 0
 
Snapped back to reality, the Third Prince replied with feigned humility, "I was thinking that the Northern Protectorate Prince is both my father-in-law and your subject. As long as I sincerely apologize to him, I believe he will forgive my unintentional mistake." 0
 
Yun Qingyu couldn't help but scoff internally: This Yun Tianyin is not as clever as Xin Yao; his thoughts are quite naive. 0
 
The Emperor sighed in frustration, feeling exasperated with his son. "Very well, you may leave for now. I have some matters to discuss privately with Qingyu." 0
 
The Third Prince responded with a respectful "Yes," but his resentment deepened: His father now treated Yun Qingyu like a treasure, while the other princes seemed to exist in his eyes as if they were invisible. The favoritism was so blatant that he might as well pass the throne to Yun Qingyu; it was all because of her that he would ensure she suffered greatly once he ascended to that dragon throne. 0
 
Though he harbored intense hatred within, he dared not show any sign of it on his face. After bowing respectfully, he exited. 0
 
Yun Qingyu felt a twinge of irritation; she realized that possessing mind-reading abilities was not particularly pleasant, especially at times when one wished to curse someone without being able to voice it aloud. She often felt like slapping them across the face instead. The Emperor sighed again. 0
 
"The Northern Protectorate Prince commands over a hundred thousand troops in his territory. If we do not handle this matter carefully, we may face endless troubles down the line. I wonder what Tianyin is thinking." 0
 
 
Yun Qingyu truly wanted to tell him that Yun Tianyin was thinking about how to push him off the throne and take the Dragon Chair for himself. 0
 
After a moment of silence, she looked up and said, "Father is worried that he might rebel in the future." 0
 
The Emperor frowned. "It's not about fearing a thousand threats; it's about the one that could happen. Western Chu cannot withstand any turmoil right now." 0
 
Yun Qingyu wore a confident and dismissive expression as she replied, "Father can rest assured. With me here, the Northern Protectorate Prince wouldn't dare to rebel." 0
 
The Emperor looked at Yun Qingyu and then chuckled. "Yes, you truly are my little warm blanket." After hesitating for a moment, he continued, "Qingyu, about what you mentioned earlier regarding the Dongling Emissary's arrival within three months and the exemption from tribute..." 0
 
Yun Qingyu calmly reassured him, "Father need not worry. At most, within a month, the Dongling Emissary should present the visiting documents. I will keep my word." 0
 
Although the Emperor had always believed in Yun Qingyu's abilities and courage, Dongling was far from Western Chu. How could he be certain that the Dongling Emissary would indeed visit within a month? Yet given the current situation, he had no choice but to trust her. He cleared his throat and said, "I believe in you." 0
 
Yun Qingyu paid no mind to the Emperor's skeptical gaze; those with strength never panicked. She said, "If there’s nothing else, I will take my leave." 0
 
Afterward, Yun Qingyu returned to the Princess Residence in her carriage, smiling as she thought of the Third Prince. 0
 
Just days ago, she had seen that secret letter, and now Yun Tianyin could hardly sit still. 0
 
Xin Yao increasingly admired Yun Qingyu's courage and wisdom, sincerely saying, "My lord is brilliant." Yun Qingyu looked at Xin Yao gently and asked, "You guessed quite accurately; what reward do you want?" 0
 
Hearing this, Xin Yao lowered her head, regretting having rashly asked for a reward when she was caught up in the moment; it was indeed too much out of line. 0
 
 
He lowered his gaze and replied, "I haven't made up my mind yet; I just want to stay by my master's side and serve him faithfully." 0
 
 
 
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