Capital, Prince Cheng Mansion.
Prince Cheng stood beside the pond, pinching a handful of fish feed and scattering it into the water, setting countless brocade carp fighting over it.
Behind him stood a man dressed in black fitted martial attire, recounting the outcome of the battle at the Ru River docks.
When the man had finished, Prince Cheng revealed a mocking smile.
"How very interesting! This General Yang of ours really is terrifyingly powerful!"
"Your Highness, should we..." The man in fitted attire made a chopping gesture.
Prince Cheng waved a hand. "No need. This king has no intention of killing General Yang. That Jade Dew Spirit Peach belongs to Prince Gong and has nothing to do with this king!"
The Jade Dew Spirit Peach had indeed been his and Prince Gong's handiwork, but the mastermind had been Prince Gong. He had merely offered Prince Gong a few ideas.
Although he now needed to ally with Prince Gong against the Crown Prince, that did not mean he and Prince Gong were of one heart.
There was only one imperial throne. Of him, the Crown Prince, and Prince Gong, only one person could obtain it, so he certainly would not truly join hands with Prince Gong in sincerity.
Clapping his hands clean of the fish feed in hand, Prince Cheng tucked both hands into his sleeves again.
He strolled along the pond, contemplating his next plan.
The situation in the Imperial Court before him was actually very clear. The Crown Prince held an absolute advantage. Though he and Prince Gong were making plenty of noise, in reality they could not truly threaten the Crown Prince's position.
If he wanted to obtain the throne, then there was only one possibility.
The Crown Prince had to die!
But how could he make the