C7

When Prime Minister Du and two of his comrades rushed to Prince Qing’s Manor.

The guard was not surprised at all to see that it was the Prime Minister Du.

It would be strange if the Prime Minister Du did not rush over as fast as he could after what had happened.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go report first."

Although he had already determined that the Prime Minister Du would become a flower in the future after such a thing happened, on the surface, he still had to pretend that it wasn't true.

"Since the Prince Qing is in the manor, we can just go in and look for him."

The justice court's official, Wan Lianyun, smiled and walked inside.

The guard was secretly anxious but he didn't dare to stop them. One of them hurriedly said to the other: "You stay here. I'll go find the butler."

The Prime Minister Du really rarely came to the Prince Qing’s Manor.

He had also heard of Du Jinse's actions.

He didn't really agree with Du Jinse's methods, but she was still her daughter after all, and since she had lost her mother at a young age, Prime Minister Du was more or less willing to compensate her.

The Prime Minister Du knew where the Yi Lan Pavilion was located.

When he walked over, Prime Minister Du slowed down on purpose and rubbed his forehead.

This daughter of his had given him such a difficult problem.

Even if he and Du Jinse were to sever their father-daughter relationship, it would be very difficult for the Du Family to get out of this matter. Seeing that the calamity of the Du Family was right in front of his eyes, Prime Minister Du was truly unable to remain calm.

Before they had even reached the Rippling Mist Pavilion, they could already hear from afar the vague sounds of someone laughing softly.

Wan Lianyun and Lin You could not help but look at Prime Minister Du with sympathy.

Now that Du Jinse did such a thing, the Prince Qing was not angry. Instead, he was happy.

Prime Minister Du closed his eyes.

He took a deep breath, lifted the hem of his shirt, and kneeled outside.

"This old official teaches my daughter Wu Fang, I apologize to Your Highness, I am here to pay my respects to the Prince Qing."

"Prime Minister Du, you …"

Lin You's face changed.

Wan Lianyun walked forward and raised his hand to knock on the door. He had gone too far, even if he pretended to do it, wouldn't it be fine if he waited two days for the door to open for him?

"Your Highness, Prince Qing."

The door was pushed open from the inside. Prince Qing's robes were ajar, his black hair was loose, his body was bent, his eyes were scarlet red, a demonic smile hung from the corners of his lips as he looked at Prime Minister Du.

He had raised his good daughter, and if he didn't die today, he would absolutely not spare her.

Hearing the commotion, the three of them raised their heads and saw that this Prince Qing who looked so "flirtatious" like this was really unexpected.

He attempted to pull the Prince Qing's men and hid behind the screen.

The light in Prime Minister Du's mind flared up like lightning. Jin Se told him to hurry up.

Thinking about this, Prime Minister Du suddenly scuttled forward, "There's an assassin."

Prime Minister Du's originally somewhat fat body was now exceptionally nimble.

He believed that his daughter wouldn't speak without thinking.

Prince Qing's face changed, ignoring the discomfort his body felt, he extended his hand to grab Prime Minister Du.

"Someone come quickly, there's an assassin." Lin You also realized that something was amiss.

Wan Lianyun was originally a disciple of the Prime Minister Du, so if anything happened to the Prime Minister Du, their future could be considered ended. If the Prime Minister Du lost his head, they might not be able to protect it, so they would naturally follow the Prime Minister Du's lead.

Wan Lianyun had already rushed in, but he suddenly stopped in front of the screen, his face pale white.

Fortunately, he had a lot of tricks up his sleeves. He suddenly clutched at his chest and said, "There's poison. Hold your breath."

He fell back and lay on the ground.

The fact that an assassin had snuck into the manor was something. Upon hearing the voice, the guards surrounded the Prince Qing from all directions, and some of them even charged into the Wavelet Pavilion.