Doted By The Regent King

Chapter 1817: Chapter 1755: Killing Intent

Ah Jiu was secretly making every effort to search for the location of Marquis Xuanwu’s iron mine and military factory. On the surface, however, he was only paying attention to the corruption case of Prefect He, as he had come to the Northern Region specifically for this case and couldn’t afford to do nothing.

Therefore, on the surface, the officials he met, the dossiers he looked through, and the details he inquired about all revolved around that corruption case, which allowed Marquis Xuanwu to breathe a sigh of relief.

The damn thief who sneaked into the residence to eavesdrop still hadn’t been found, and he was most afraid that the guy would fall into Ah Jiu’s hands, thereby exposing his affairs, as it was a crime that could wipe out the entire family!

For this reason, Marquis Xuanwu dared not show any weakness. During this critical period, he didn’t even dare to continue haggling over that business with Song Cheng for fear that Ah Jiu might notice something suspicious.

Little did he know that the thief he was desperately searching for was right in front of him.

Moreover, what reassured Marquis Xuanwu was that although Ah Jiu was investigating the case, his top priority was still to accompany his Princess Consort.

This made Marquis Xuanwu somewhat disdainful; how could a man destined for greatness spend his time in the courtyard whispering sweet nothings to a woman? How could he achieve any outstanding accomplishments?

His wife said that the Princess Consort wasn’t particularly beautiful; in terms of looks, she couldn’t even compare to his own daughter, except for being a bit taller, having brighter eyes, and possessing a colder temperament.

Moreover, she lacked color, and it was said that her family background wasn’t distinguished either; she merely had some luck saving a princess, which earned her the County Lord title.

If it were his daughter who caught the eye of Prince Jin, he could also call himself an Imperial Kinsman.

Therefore, Marquis Xuanwu instructed his wife to have his daughter Li Xuanji accompany Wufu under the pretense of keeping the Princess Consort company, but in reality, it was just to make a familiar face in front of Ah Jiu.

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Meanwhile, the urgent letter from Ah Jiu reached the Dragon Table of Emperor Yan in the palace. When he unfolded it, Emperor Yan immediately became furious. Secretly hiding an iron mine to forge weapons and trade them was rebellion.

Emperor Yan sent a commanding officer to lead a team to assist and issued two secret edicts, ensuring that the iron mine must be found.

"Your Majesty." Commander Zhao of the Dragon Guard knelt on one knee to pay respects.

"Rise." Emperor Yan spared Commander Zhao the kneeling, not even looking up, and asked, "What’s the matter?"

The Dragon Guard was the most trusted and close bodyguards of Emperor Yan, top-notch in loyalty. They took orders only from the emperor and were loyal only to the emperor. They were the emperor’s eyes and ears, handling matters the emperor didn’t want anyone to know about.

Commander Zhao swallowed, his expression somewhat cold, and said, "Your subordinate discovered someone investigating matters of the Cining Palace, and also the Yangxin Hall."

The brush in Emperor Yan’s hand paused while writing a Memorial to the Throne.

In the hall, the temperature seemed to drop instantly. Without even needing ice trays, it was chilling, sending a sudden cold throughout one’s body.

Eunuch Lu, standing beside Emperor Yan, didn’t dare to breathe and only glanced at Commander Zhao from the corner of his eye, inwardly shouting that something big was going to happen.

Spying on the Yangxin Hall might be overlooked, considering the current discussions in the imperial court about establishing a Crown Prince. All the families behind the princes would try to explore the emperor’s intentions, as would the birth mothers of the princes.

But snooping on the Cining Palace also?

Are these matters somehow linked, causing people to detect clues?

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Eunuch Lu’s forehead, and his back was drenched with cold sweat. Commander Zhao felt the same, his back completely wet, only hearing the question from above after a long while.

"Who?"

In that short word lay a monstrous killing intent.