Imperial Uncle Wang who was favored by two generations was imprisoned, many of the palace's servants who had connections with him were dragged out one by one for investigation, within the nine layers of the palace, the people's hearts were anxious, the investigation brought out loads of other matters like dragging a radish out of the dirt. The old case of the Black Iron Camp was inevitably overturned. When the tree falls, the monkeys will scatter. The entire court busily cleaned themselves of their relations with the Wang family, for fear of being implicated.

The Barbarian envoy who maliciously created disturbances were secretly detained, being patrolled by the Northern Camp in shifts.

But even Fang Qin did not anticipate the final result of the incident——

Yan Wang, the nail in his eyes, had resigned from his official position and Emperor Long An even gave his permission.

Fang Qin lived to this age, for the first time, he knew what was called an 'unpredictable fate'. When he used hundreds of schemes wanting to deal with Yan Wang, the man was perfectly alright, while he himself almost fell into the mud. This time, he had no intention of interfering, anxious to get rid of his relationship with Wang Guo and not hesitating to stand on the side of his political opponents... Turns out, as God would have it, it did not go as he hoped!

No wonder the ancients said, "An Emperor's mind, gods and demons could not predict".

There was a heavy snowfall that night. The plum blossoms in the Marquis' Manor were covered with a layer of transparent frost. The colours were condensed in it, appearing very beautiful.

The return carriage stopped at the door, on the open gate, the steam lamp continued to cast a small bright light faithfully even after being covered by the snow. After a long sigh, the iron puppet guarding the door turned around, the steam quietly drifted away, and the door of the manor opened wide.

Gu Yun jumped out of the car and waved at Huo Dan. He lifted the curtain and said, "Give me your hand."

Chang Geng's wound caused by the silver dagger, although it appeared horrifying, in fact, did not affect the muscles and bones. Even if Chen Qing Xu left him be, with Wu Er Gu's body, it would scab quickly. He had soon stopped feeling like shit.

But in the face of Gu Yun, he would look for an excuse even if there was nothing.

Chang Geng pretended to hold onto Gu Yun's arm and got out of the carriage. He rushed up as if he had no bones, grabbed Gu Yun's shoulder and arm with great strength that could not be shaken off. He did not know what kind of injury could make one so powerful so quickly.