Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 209 - 208 Cold Palace Abandoned Concubine (6) Fourth Watch of the Night

Chapter 209: 208 Cold Palace Abandoned Concubine (6) Fourth Watch of the Night

Speaking of the Seventh Prince, he too was a legendary figure at the Royal Court.

At the age of three, he could compose poetry, and by seven, he had begun martial arts training. By ten, there was not a single minister in the court who could outdebate him.

The Seventh Prince’s mother was also the emperor’s most favored concubine. However, shortly after giving birth to him, she passed away due to frail health, leaving the emperor to pour all his affection onto him.

Therefore, the Seventh Prince’s name was different from the other princes who had only single character names.

Yuwen Yunshi.

To watch the clouds rise at the opportune moment.

Just hearing this name revealed the emperor’s great expectations of him, and by thirteen, he had already won the recognition of everyone at court.

However, the Seventh Prince was quite an oddity—he left the Imperial City at the age of fourteen due to the lack of scholars and literati that dared to compare with him and roamed the Jianghu instead.

He even made it clear to the emperor that he had no interest in the throne, which infuriated the emperor to the point of ignoring him for several days.

Despite all this, when the Seventh Prince left for Jianghu, the emperor bestowed upon him the honorary title of an idle prince.

It was only because of this that the other princes had the opportunity to vie for the throne. Yet, they all knew that if it were not for the Seventh Prince’s departure, not to mention Yuwen Jing, even if all the other princes were combined, the throne would have still belonged to the Seventh Prince alone.

Unexpectedly, the Seventh Prince couldn’t stay away and, after spending two years in Jianghu, was summoned back by the emperor’s twelve golden decrees on his sixteenth birthday.

After less than a month in the Imperial Palace, all the experts within the palace feared him, leaving the emperor no choice but to let him leave once again.

The Seventh Prince was exceptionally handsome, and when he was in the Imperial City, the other princes stood no chance in comparison. He was the object of longing for almost every young lady in the city.

Among them was Qu Huashang, who, regrettably, only caught a distant glimpse of him during his sixteenth birthday celebration, finding him incredibly striking.

After that, she never saw him again.

In these three years, aside from not marrying because of Yuwen Jing, she also harbored a sliver of hope that the Seventh Prince would return.

She hadn’t anticipated that the Seventh Prince would actually come back now.

No one knew what his identity was in Jianghu, but no one underestimated him either. If he wished to stage a coup, he would have the support of many court officials.

After the events in the palace unfolded, those people knew—the Seventh Prince, he had returned.

Because of the Seventh Prince’s return, Qu Huashang stopped paying attention to Ye Shaohua, often appearing distracted while chatting with Yuwen Jing every day.

Yuwen Jing too was thinking about the Seventh Prince’s issues, so he didn’t notice her odd behavior.

It couldn’t be denied that, even though he now occupied a high position, he dared not claim that he could take any advantage from the Seventh Prince.

Yuwen Jing was even fearful; he was afraid that Yuwen Yunshi would, like his former self, come to seize the throne.

If Yuwen Yunshi really did so, Yuwen Jing might... really have no way to counter it.

When he obtained his position from the Crown Prince, he had already lost a portion of the public’s favor, and there remained many neutral old ministers in the court.

He wasn’t sure if, once Yuwen Yunshi returned, these old ministers would all lean towards him.

It wasn’t until the prince of the vassal state, Amur, entered the palace that people shifted their attention to this matter, allowing everyone to breathe a deep sigh of relief.

At the same time, in the Cold Palace.

An inconspicuous bamboo tube somehow fell into the bushes, which Ye Shaohua picked up without the slightest change in expression.

Inside was a sheet of paper. Such occurrences had happened frequently in recent days, with Frost Moon going from initial shock to now not finding it strange at all.

It’s just that she didn’t know when the lady had come to know such an impressive individual, as the intelligence gathered and the means of entering and leaving the palace were not something an ordinary person could manage.

Ye Shaohua didn’t bother explaining to Ah Huang Yue that a few days before, taking advantage of her excellent lightness skills, she had sneaked out at night to gather information and had even sent a letter to her father and brother.

The Jianghu Expert who was helping Qu Huashang was not elaborated upon much in the original plot, so Ye Shaohua could only rely on her memory to have intelligence collectors in the Imperial City search for him.

This sheet of paper was the intelligence others had found for her.

In the original story, it was a flying dart that ended her life—a dart of icy composition.

If the dart could hit her vital point, this person’s ability must be exceptional.

By investigating the Jianghu Experts known for using darts and the material of the darts, she would know who it was.

And this document was about the person who took her life, eliminating a few who didn’t fit the age or pattern.

What remained was the second-ranked assassin from Zhaixing Building, who favored darts. It was unknown why he was acquainted with Qu Huashang.

No wonder Qu Huashang hadn’t taken her seriously at all.

With a second-ranked assassin secretly protecting her, Ye Shaohua, despite her martial prowess, couldn’t compare with the people of Jianghu.

Thinking of this, Ye Shaohua lit a tongue of flame and burned the paper little by little.

Her eyes darkened, a second-ranked assassin, huh? She sneered coldly.

As the paper burned away completely, a shrill voice came from outside.

"Lady Ye," the eunuch chief steward arrived at the gate of the Cold Palace and performed a bow before allowing his attendants to present the items behind him. "Today His Majesty is hosting a banquet for the prince of the vassal state, and all palace attendants are present. The prince of the vassal state has heard of your esteemed name and wishes to see the grace of our kingdom’s ladies."

Ye Shaohua looked at the gorgeous dress with a mocking smile, "Me, a discarded concubine, perhaps I am not quite suitable, am I?"

The vassal state has always been barbaric territory and was a source of great headache for both the Previous Emperor and Yuwen Jing.

The prince of the vassal state was known for his licentiousness. Yuwen Jing sending her would surely bring no good; he was simply discarding Ye Shaohua: firstly, to disgrace her as punishment, and secondly, to seize a hold over the prince of the vassal state for future control.

This plan was not particularly upright but, given the current military insufficiency at court, it was the best strategy to deal with the prince of the vassal state and the Ye Family.

Killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?

But all that was sacrificed was a Ye Shaohua already condemned to death by Yuwen Jing.

If she were still the original host, she might have been fooled by the eunuch’s rhetoric, pleased by Yuwen Jing’s regard without realizing the ulterior motives.

But Ye Shaohua was not her predecessor; from the very beginning, Yuwen Jing had not imagined that ever since he made his decision, every action of his was expected by her.

The woman he thought he had firmly in his grasp was no longer the same as the original.

The eunuch chief steward looked at Ye Shaohua with not a shred of respect in his eyes, only a coldness akin to looking at a dead person, "The emperor’s command, my lady, do you intend to defy it?"