Chapter 1520: Her Highness the Princess (70)

Having earned Father's favor was already enough. Building some so-called Crown Prince faction? Better forget it. He had no desire to arouse his father's suspicion.

Next door, Yun Buxiu was preparing to climb over the wall into Tang Guo's courtyard.

Suddenly, hearing Tang Zhi's voice, he paused halfway through his leap.

Holding the wine jug in his hand, he changed directions, exited through the front gate of his own residence, and entered the Princess Manor properly through the main entrance.

The moment he appeared, Tang Zhi turned his head away.

Yun Buxiu was a cunning fellow.

From the very beginning, when he became the National Teacher of Northern Xia, he'd had ulterior motives.

Who would've thought that what he coveted was his precious younger sister?

Later, when Father asked him what reward he wanted, the man had actually requested the residence next to the Princess Manor.

Such careful scheming!

Therefore, Tang Zhi found Yun Buxiu extremely displeasing.

Unfortunately, the man had never done anything wrong. As Crown Prince, all Tang Zhi could do was speak with him as little as possible.

“Your Highness, this is the fruit wine made from the fruits you gifted me last time.”

Yun Buxiu placed the wine jug before Tang Guo.

Glancing at Tang Zhi, he set another jug before him.

“Your Highness the Crown Prince, this one is mellow strong liquor.”

Tang Zhi snorted softly, but still picked up the wine.

“I'll be going now.”

Seeing how Yun Buxiu had failed to achieve anything and could only obediently trail after his sister like an eager puppy, Tang Zhi decided not to bother with him.

He was busy.

Especially now that Father's health was declining with age, more and more responsibilities had fallen upon his shoulders. He had little leisure to spare.

“Your Highness, let me pour for you. This is the first batch—it should taste quite good.”

Hearing the voice behind him, Tang Zhi suddenly felt a trace of sympathy for Yun Buxiu.

His sister had no intention of marrying.

Naturally, he had no idea that she had already promised Yun Buxiu that wherever she went in the future, she would bring him along.

…

As expected, Lü Yufan passed the imperial examinations with flying colors and was personally named First Scholar by the Emperor in the Golden Throne Hall.

Just like in his previous life, he was still sixteen years old.

But from the Emperor's words, he could feel that unlike his previous life, the Emperor's eyes this time were filled with admiration.

Yet just like before, at the moment of his greatest glory, he intended to accuse Lü Qing.

“Lü Yufan, why have you not withdrawn yet?” the Emperor asked curiously.

He was extremely fond of this young man.

This would be one of the Crown Prince's future pillars. He had to be carefully nurtured.

Before the entire court, Lü Yufan knelt and kowtowed three times. Then he straightened his back and declared,

“Your Majesty, today Lü Yufan wishes to accuse someone.”

The entire court was stunned.

The newly appointed young First Scholar actually wanted to bring charges against someone.

This was something they had never witnessed before.

The Emperor himself became interested.

“And whom do you wish to accuse?”

“I accuse the current Second Prince Consort, Lü Qing.”

Lü Yufan uttered the exact same sentence as in his previous life.

But this time, he spoke with complete confidence.

He would truly send Lü Qing to his death.

The moment the words “Second Prince Consort Lü Qing” were spoken, the court erupted.

Lü Qing had caused quite a few scandals recently, and everyone had heard about them.

Since the Emperor hadn't intervened, they had only discussed the matter privately.

Now, hearing the new First Scholar suddenly accuse Lü Qing, they couldn't help but recall that Lü Qing himself had once been a First Scholar.

Their expressions became strange.

Wait…

Lü Qing's surname was Lü.

Lü Yufan's surname was also Lü.

Surely it couldn't be such a coincidence?

“Then tell Us,” the Emperor said, his expression becoming serious, “what are you accusing Lü Qing of?”

Lü Yufan's gaze swept toward Lin Yuexiang's position.

For a brief instant, mother and son's eyes met.