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The candlelight flickered inside the imperial study. Emperor Xiao Wenxuan sat in deep thought. He clearly understood what would happen if he removed the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince was his eldest son — and born of his Empress — making him the rightful heir to the throne. If the Crown Prince were deposed, none of the remaining princes would stay calm. At that point, it wouldn’t be about birth order anymore — only strength and ambition would matter. He glanced at Empress Zhao and realized she…-
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Steam slowly rose from the teacup. Prince Wei’s eyes kept darting around — clearly, he was calculating the purpose behind these demands. After a long pause, he hesitantly asked, "Is that the only condition?" "Yes, only that. But not just you, Third Uncle — no one in Wei Region may block Qingzhou goods," Xiao Ming said calmly. His only goal was to make sure Qingzhou goods could enter Wei Region freely and that Prince Wei couldn’t collect any taxes from the Qingzhou Chamber of Commerce. Prince…
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A bright moon hung above the trees, casting silver light over the palace. Everything looked mysterious and hazy under the moonlight. In just one day and night, Chang’an was already in turmoil — Xiao Ming had been attacked, and the Crown Prince was under house arrest. "Your Majesty, the Empress has been kneeling outside for half an hour. If she keeps kneeling like this, what will happen to her health?" said Feng Deshui, watching Emperor Xiao Wenxuan pacing back and forth. Ever since he returned from…
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The sounds of fighting kept echoing in the Eastern Palace. As soldiers poured in, the shouting and fighting gradually lessened. Soon, Du Heng brought thirteen people before Xiao Wenxuan. Seeing their clothes, anger rose in Xiao Wenxuan’s face. His body shook and he almost fell. “Father!” Xiao Ming quickly helped steady him. After closing his eyes and resting for a while, Xiao Wenxuan slowly straightened and sighed. He asked, “Crown Prince, how do you explain this now?” The thirteen looked…
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"Dear nephew!" Outside the royal mansion, Prince Wei seemed to have been waiting for a while. As soon as he saw Xiao Ming approaching, he rushed forward to greet him. At that moment, Ziyuan and Lu Luo also came out from the mansion. They both ran to Xiao Ming and checked him from head to toe. Only after seeing that he was safe did they finally let out a heavy sigh of relief. Last night, they had also heard about the assassination attempt and had been worried ever since. "I'm fine. Don’t worry," Xiao…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair "Your Highness, why are you out here? Go back quickly!" Zhao Long shouted anxiously. At this moment, he no longer cared about rank and shouted at Xiao Ming. "I am not a weak scholar who can’t even tie a chicken!" Xiao Ming said coldly. If he didn’t have the courage to face the dangers on the battlefield, how could he defeat his cruel enemies? Since someone wanted to play this game with him, he was determined to play it to the end. He bit open…
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“Get through it safely?” In the main hall, only Xiao Zhen and Xiao Ming were present. Hearing Xiao Zhen’s words, Xiao Ming furrowed his brow. “That’s right. While you are in Chang’an, I will voluntarily confess the Dutch matter to Father. Father will surely be furious, and I hope you can say a good word for me then.” Xiao Ming couldn’t help but laugh. “Third brother, true to yourself, you don’t wait for me to act—you want to confess first. Looks like you already guessed I would…
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In the dark of the night, only the lanterns cast a faint glow. Xiao Ming looked at the Third Prince's face, which appeared hazy and unclear in the candlelight. A sense of displeasure rose within him, and he couldn't help but ask, "Third Brother, what do you mean by that?" "No special meaning, I just wanted to tell you, this is Chang’an. Some people aren’t fit to be here," the Third Prince said, still smiling. Xiao Ming’s expression turned cold. He understood that his presence in Chang’an had…
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As the red sun slowly sank below the horizon, lanterns on both sides of the palace roads were lit one by one by the palace attendants. As the night grew darker, the palace glowed brightly under the light of the lanterns, giving the palace a beautiful and majestic appearance. The ancient beauty of it all made Xiao Ming feel a bit more at peace. After talking about some family matters with Consort Zhen in the Bi Shui Pavilion, Feng Deshui came in to urge them to head to the Fulin Hall. By now, all the…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair With no moon in the sky, the night was exceptionally dark. Only the palace lanterns emitted a faint, dim light. At this moment, Xiao Ming said a few words to Feng Deshui, who then left and quickly returned with a palace eunuch from the Bi Shui Pavilion. The eunuch placed a box in front of the door. Xiao Ming opened the box to reveal Qingzhou fireworks. These were a batch of brand new fireworks, not the ones Xiao Ming had used during the New Year,…
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