Shi Miyuan's previously tense face gradually broke into a smile. "Exactly. Prince Yi's aggressive attacks had left the Crown Prince struggling to move forward, and just when they finally hoped something had happened to Prince Yi, another prince of Qi emerged—one with the status of Imperial Son-in-Law. I refuse to believe the Crown Prince won't be worried."
Xue Ji nodded. "Since ancient times, being Crown Prince has never been easy. On one hand, he has to guard against his brothers' schemes; on the other, he has to deal with his imperial father's suspicions. It is like dancing on a blade's edge. So long as he has not ascended the throne, there will be another day of uncertainty. That is why every Crown Prince wants his father to hand over the throne as soon as possible. Now that His Majesty's health is in such a state, the Crown Prince will certainly have ideas. He probably wishes His Majesty would die sooner. But with Song Qingshu guarding His Majesty, the Crown Prince has no way of getting firsthand information. So long as he is of sound mind, he will not permit these uncertainties to remain. Just watch. Before long, the Crown Prince's faction will make its move."
Shi Miyuan stroked his beard and smiled. "Let the Crown Prince test the waters for us, then. Hahaha~"
Although Song Qingshu in the imperial palace did not know what had happened in the secret chamber, he could have guessed with his toes that all the factions in the capital were surely discussing ways to deal with him. For now, it was merely the calm before the storm.
He closed his eyes and carefully considered every detail. Suddenly, his heart stirred. He hurriedly wrote a secret letter and sent someone to deliver it to Ren Yingying.