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The rest of the officials in the imperial court also followed suit, such as Xuanping Marquis, Xibo Marquis, Marquis of Ying Wu, and so on.

Every day in the imperial court, he would sit on the Dragon Throne and gaze at the people below. He felt as if his seat was on the verge of collapse, as if there were tens of thousands of people pulling on him from below.

The Imperial Court that should have belonged to the emperor had long since been dismembered by these people. The huge panic made him anxious to nurture his own force, just like how he had made the Wen Family's daughter into a queen and protected Ruan Qinghe.

And now, the Treason case of the capital had increased his panic. Every night when he woke up, he would feel endless terror.

Yuwen Fei had left the capital for four years, and there were no powers behind him. Originally, he was the person who was most at ease, but if it was his usual personality, that was fine.

"If you do that, I will bring Mr. Dong Li to the capital, what do you think?" Yuwen Jue eventually changed the condition and asked a question in reply.

Yuwen Fei's eyes moved when he heard this, but he still pursed his lips in the end, "My master is doing quite well in Luzhoushan, it's fine if he doesn't return to the capital."

"If he doesn't return to the capital, then what about the Wang Po?"

His single sentence had mentioned something that Yuwen Fei cared about the most. Back then, when Mr. Dong Li had offended Sheng Yan with his drunkenness, he was unable to return to the capital ever again due to the anger he had accumulated.

At that time, Mr. Dong Li had long since lost all will to pursue fame in the capital, and he immediately packed everything up and left the place alone.

But even though he left confidently, it was also on the spur of the moment. Only after coming back to his senses did he realize that he had yet to greet Wang Po and the marriage agreement between the two of them had yet to be fulfilled.

However, he felt too embarrassed to go back on his words. He recalled that the Wang Po wanted him to marry her only after he had gained some fame in the capital. Now that he was being chased out of the capital, perhaps she would no longer be willing to marry him.

The two of them had missed each other for many years, and now, if Mr. Dong Li still had anything he cared about in the capital, it would only be the Wang Po.

Yuwen Fei lowered his head and thought for a moment, then he grabbed the book of poems on the table and stuffed it back into his bosom, and sighed at Huai Jin: "Beautiful women are hard to find."

Huai Jin rolled her eyes at him in disgust.

Yuwen Fei put everything down properly and also sat down on the chair. He told his what he had seen in the Cloud Locking Pavilion — — as well as his guess about the air vents.

Huai Jin secretly glanced at Yuwen Jue who was seated on the highest seat and snorted. She pouted her lips and interrupted the conversation that Yuwen Fei had not finished, "When we came out, we had seen that vent before, and every room is different. Even if someone used that vent to send the hairpin in, how would he be able to determine which vent it was?"

Yuwen Jue secretly nodded his head. As for the safety of the Cloud Locking Pavilion, he could be said to be completely at ease, using the air vent to transport the hairpins seemed to be feasible, but to do so, he had to be someone who had an abnormal understanding of the layout of the Cloud Locking Pavilion. Otherwise, even if he knew the time when the air vent was opened, he would not be able to accurately determine which air vent led to Su Geying's cell.

"What if someone knows the layout of the Cloud Locking Pavilion?"

After all, there was nothing that was foolproof in the world, but Yuwen Jue was extremely sure of this matter, "Impossible."

Unable to find any clues here, Yuwen Jue reminded the two of them to go to the empress dowager to inquire about the situation.

Huai Jin frowned, she understood in her heart that Yuwen Jue did not want to directly clash with the empress dowager, so she used herself and Yuwen Fei to block the spear. She had used the two pretexts of and herself quite conveniently.

On the other hand, Yuwen Fei did not seem to mind, he shook his hands, stood up and bowed to Yuwen Jue, then left the Imperial Study, walking towards the Jubilee Palace.

It was currently noon, and the sunlight from the flower blossoms shone on the pavilion that was close by. The glazed roof tiles reflected the sunlight, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

Although the palace maid on the palace path were unaware of what was happening, they were still keenly aware of the tense atmosphere that pervaded the air. Every single one of them lowered their heads, avoiding the blinding sunlight, and lowered their steps. The long and narrow path echoed with the soft sounds of footsteps.

"This servant greets Xibo Marquis."

Amidst this slight sound of footsteps, a timid voice entered Yuwen Fei's ears.

Yuwen Fei's footsteps suddenly stopped in his tracks, and his two slender eyebrows knitted tightly. Pu Xin? What was he doing?

"Yuwen Fei!"

Huai Jin chased him all the way from the imperial study to here. Seeing Yuwen Fei stop, she immediately called out to him.

"You directly went to Jubilee Palace?"

Yuwen Fei did not reply. Instead, he turned his body and moved from a small door at the side to another palace path.

That azure-green figure slowly walked on the palace path, a gust of autumn wind blew over, the servants beside him hurriedly turned their bodies to face the wind, blocking the gusts for him.

However, with just a single person, how could he possibly block the wind? Pu Xin tightened the cloak on his body, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, then said gently: "Luo Yan, there's no need."

However, that figure still moved and insisted, "Your Lordship can't blow the wind. The autumn wind is strong, it's better for you to not go out."

Pu Xin let out a mournful laugh, and just as he was about to reply, he heard a clear voice from behind him.

"What your subordinate said is right, Master Hou should listen to his advice as well!"

Only when Huai Jin heard the voice did she realize that Pu Xin was just beside him. She quickly followed and turned to the other side as well.

Under the green robe, the figure was visibly thinner and thinner than the one he had seen before. However, the elegance and elegance in his demeanor had not diminished in the slightest.

"Master Hou?!"

Seeing Pu Xin, Huai Jin was also a little surprised, this place was not far from the Jubilee Palace, but it was a little far from the Imperial Study, if Pu Xin came to the palace, shouldn't he go first to see the Emperor? Why did he appear here?

"Greetings Princess Anping."

Pu Xin bowed towards Huai Jin, and from the moment he saw him, his pale lips had always carried a light smile.

Seeing this, Yuwen Fei sneered, turned his body, and naturally stood in between the two of them. "The autumn wind is too strong, the Xibo Marquis is not resting in the palace, what are you doing here in the palace?"

Pu Xin coughed a few times, and retracted the smile on his face. With a serious face, he said, "There is a new clue for the Northern Tomb, Pu Xin has specially gone to the palace to report it to His Majesty."

"Oh? "Is that so?" Yuwen Fei raised his eyebrows, half squinting his eyes as he sized him up for a long time, "If you were to go see royal father, why would Master Hou be here right now?"