Suppression

"Qinghe, don't get worked up. Your father knows what he's doing. Rest assured," Xue Ye soothed.

"That's good... that's good." Xue Qinghe muttered to himself.

Seeing this, Xue Ye felt even more gratified. With Qinghe, such a benevolent ruler, at the helm of the Heaven Dou Empire in the future, the common people would not have to suffer too much.

Still, being overly merciful was not necessarily a good thing. His imperial uncle was no easy opponent.

Afterward, Xue Ye reminded him to get plenty of rest before finally leaving the Crown Prince's Residence.

Half an hour after Xue Ye left.

Dongfang Yu appeared in the room, leaving Xue Qinghe clicking his tongue in amazement at his methods.

"What kind of method is this?"

"Is Your Highness trying to probe my background?" Dongfang Yu returned his words verbatim.

"Forget it. What do we do next?" Xue Qinghe asked irritably.

Dongfang Yu laughed. Why did he ask him about everything? He refused to believe Xue Qinghe truly had no ideas of his own.

"The Emperor has been won over by Your Highness's performance. Starting tomorrow, he will likely begin suppressing Xue Xing. He is preparing the way for you. Also, we can appropriately leak Fang Yao's whereabouts now."

"Oh? You know where he is?" Xue Qinghe asked.

Quite capable, wasn't he? Even a man the ruler of an entire nation had searched for with all his might had not been found, yet Dongfang Yu had beaten him to it.

"By sheer coincidence, he fled to a couples' hotel called the Rose Hotel. I happened to stay there for some time before, so he practically walked into the net himself." Even Dongfang Yu found it unbelievable.

That was Luo Le's base of operations. How could any movement there possibly escape his notice?