She Became A Downfall Noble Lady-Chapter 1038 - 1036: Clearing the Obstacles

The Crown Prince took the seat at the head without a second thought, not paying any heed to Prince Fu’s servant still serving tea in the room, and lazily said, "Liu Yu told you, right? You are handling things too timidly, and your actions lack boldness. Even if you succeed, there won’t be much benefit. I’ve come to discuss with Seventh Brother, shall we work together on something big, what do you think?"

Although the servant serving tea was a confidant of Prince Fu, the Crown Prince didn’t give any indication and threw such words into the air without clearing the room, leaving Prince Fu quite annoyed.

The Crown Prince’s reckless behavior was truly shocking. Getting mixed up with someone who has already reached a dead end is definitely not a good idea.

Prince Fu was secretly annoyed, not knowing how the Crown Prince found out about his own side’s plans.

There’s a saying, those with nothing to lose fear not those with everything. The Crown Prince has already been stripped of his succession rights by the Emperor, leaving him only the path of a desperate fight. Meanwhile, I still have a chance, yet now due to the leaked plan, I can only be dragged by the Crown Prince, forced to sit and discuss with him. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

He glanced at the attendants who followed the Crown Prince inside, not intending to speak forbidden words in front of the Crown Prince’s people.

The Crown Prince has a crazy extravagance, naturally losing the chance to inherit; thus, he is driven to such desperate acts, making all or nothing bets. My own mistakes aren’t as severe, and now I’ve returned to the Imperial Court, still having the qualification to fight for the throne, there’s no need to get involved with the Crown Prince.

The Crown Prince understood and waved off his followers, looking at Prince Fu with an expression full of disdain, "Seventh Royal Brother must think there’s still a chance to turn the tables, right? You think by taking down Jinrong, since I have no hope of succession, the throne will securely be yours, right?"

Prince Fu slowly picked up the tea bowl and said with a faint smile, "What does Second Brother mean by that, forgive me for not understanding."

On the surface, he maintained courtesy, his internal ridicule as deep as the Crown Prince. Whether he has a chance is uncertain, but you, the already deposed Crown Prince, certainly have none.

"Heh," this time the Crown Prince outright laughed with mockery, "I never thought Seventh Brother, after walking the Imperial Court for so many years, still can’t understand the current situation. Given the present status, the opportunity for our Imperial Father to be an illustrious ruler throughout the ages lies with Ye Xinyan. Ye Xinyan initially emerged with Jinrong’s support, and Jinrong’s various proposals deeply resonate with our Imperial Father. You killed someone who could continue our Imperial Father’s new policies and ensure his historical legacy, do you think the throne would still be handed to you..."

The Crown Prince laughed coldly, "I don’t know how your brain works, Seventh Brother? To arrive at such a conclusion. Our Imperial Father has more than just the three of us sons. If you really eliminate Jinrong, perhaps to appease Ye Xinyan to keep serving the dynasty, he might make you follow Jinrong out. Our Imperial Father can cultivate a youthful prince, more adept at continuing his governance strategies."

Prince Fu’s heart skipped a beat; the Emperor’s health is excellent, to remove the princes’ squabbling over the throne and rid the successor’s anticipation for the Emperor’s demise, perhaps having the elder sons stumble could make the Emperor sit on the throne more comfortably...

The Crown Prince saw Prince Fu’s change in color, completely unimpressed, speaking as if discussing the prospects of two estates, "What I mean is, let’s consolidate our strengths and clear all obstacles blocking the path to the throne, seizing it. As for the realm..."

The Crown Prince looked at the livid Prince Fu, continuing, "We both can rely on our abilities to fight further. Or rule separately north and south, poised across the river, we can become Carefree Emperors all the same."

Prince Fu was already shocked into confusion by the Crown Prince’s words, unable to speak, "You, you, you, you actually... while the Emperor is alive, seizing the throne..."

Seizing the throne while the Emperor is alive is essentially regicide, how does Jinkun dare?

The Crown Prince’s face turned cold, speaking in a frosty voice, "What else did you think? According to our Imperial Father’s wishes, once our Imperial Father passes, Jinrong will certainly succeed. Do you think, after Jinrong ascends, he’ll tolerate someone who was once ambitiously eyeing the throne to continue living, to continue threatening him?"

These words slightly softened Prince Fu’s expression, yet the Crown Prince’s visage grew harsher, saying, "Since our Imperial Father and Jinrong leave us no chance for survival, don’t blame us now for being ruthless! Early action might just give ourselves and our families a chance at survival."

Prince Fu’s complexion was still unpredictable; such a treasonous act must be planned by his confidants to be safer. More participants mean more risk, not to mention cooperating with opposing forces? The inherent dangers are obvious.

"Such a risky affair, you conspiring with me, Second Brother, aren’t you afraid of leaks?" Prince Fu said solemnly.

The Crown Prince chuckled sarcastically, "What do I have to fear, anyway, it ends in death, what difference does it make whether it’s early or late? Moreover, when I make my journey, many companions will keep me from feeling lonely."

Prince Fu turned pale; this was a threat to him.

The Crown Prince changed his expression, gently persuading, "Seventh Brother, let’s not consider those irrelevant matters, even without this supposed industrial progress, we aren’t Jinrong’s opponents.

You and I, bickering over silver in the Imperial Court, while Jinrong secretly amasses wealth and power, waiting for the opportune moment. When you and I fight fiercely on the Imperial Court, ultimately benefiting is he."

Prince Fu looked at the Crown Prince with flickering eyes. Today’s Crown Prince was exceptionally different from before. From the moment he entered, he exhibited an unusual decisiveness compared to previous years.

In utter despair, the Crown Prince regained the vibrant spirit he had upon entering the Imperial Court over twenty years ago. Although saying this seems inaccurate, the Crown Prince now carries a fearless ruthlessness beyond that.

...

Since knowing the Crown Prince and Prince Fu met in the Ministry of Revenue, Jiang Yifan has been exceptionally vexed. The meeting between the Crown Prince and Prince Fu must have reached some consensus. Yet, to avoid alerting the enemy, he couldn’t enhance protection for his wife nor dare alter her schedules.

In reality, after the Crown Prince and Prince Fu met, there was no further action, nor did they contact again. At least outwardly, this was the case.

The calmer things appeared, the more uneasy Jiang Yifan felt watching Ye Xinyan continue her routine between the Mechanical Workshop, Guangsha Construction, and home.

He also knew that if the Crown Prince and Prince Fu were plotting something earth-shattering, they would need thorough planning, avoiding all adverse factors, and utilizing all advantages. These aren’t things that can be arranged in a short time. But he still couldn’t set his mind at ease.

Time passed quietly, the summer heat gradually eased, and in mid-July, traveling merchants brought news from Huzhou; a town there experienced a great fire, reportedly spreading fiercely, leaving no survivors within an entire market.

Following closely, the Huzhou Government Office also sent an official report; on the night of June twelfth, a great fire broke out in Pingyang City. Due to the strong wind that night, the flames became uncontrollable, resulting in nearly ninety percent of residents perishing, with very few escaping.