Fu Yuheng was reviewing memorials when the guards outside the hall announced that a spy had something to report. He kept his eyes on the spy and did not show any sign of alarm as he summoned the spy in.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." The spy bowed respectfully and began to report, "My informant sent me news that the Ninth Prince went to Hu You Mountain."
Hearing this, Fu Yuheng paused for a moment, frowned slightly, and then put the memorial down, "Did you see it clearly?"
"yes."
"Is it true?" He confirmed again with some uncertainty, "Did he really go to Hu Youshan?"
The spy nodded firmly, "It's true. My spy saw it with his own eyes."
Fu Yuheng waved his hand to signal him to go down, and told him to keep a close eye on the movements of Hu Youshan and Fu Huaiyu.
If he really went to Hu Youshan, this would be a good opportunity. He decided to go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion to find out whether he had really gone to Hu Youshan. If he had, he would naturally have to think of a reason to explain.
He only brought two personal guards with him, and when he arrived at the Ninth Prince's mansion, the guards did not dare to stop him, so he let Fu Yuheng enter the inner room. He glanced around casually and asked casually, "Is the Ninth Prince in the mansion?"
The maid nodded and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince is in the palace."
Fu Yuheng raised his eyebrows, but he was confused. The spy's information must be correct, but why did Fu Huaiyu appear in the mansion? Did he have other means or did he have a substitute to do things for him? If he knew the information, he would not be able to rush back from Hu Youshan in such a short time...
He had already arrived at the palace while thinking about this. Before he even stepped into the room, he could already hear the sweet laughter of a woman coming from the room, "The prince is so annoying." The continuous sweet laughter, from the sound of the voice he knew it must be a graceful woman.
"Your Majesty, please be gentle..."
Fu Yuheng couldn't help but feel a little disgusted by these private conversations, but he didn't show it on his face. Fu Huaiyu has always had a bad reputation, so it was normal for her to be like this in the mansion.
"Your Highness, the Emperor is here." The maid wiped her sweat awkwardly and called softly to the inner room, "Your Highness, the Emperor is waiting for you."
It doesn’t matter if the prince likes to play on weekdays, but today he is in front of the emperor.
The woman's laughter gradually stopped, and then there was the sound of getting dressed. Fu Yuheng did not go in, but just sat down in the middle hall waiting for him. But after a while, Fu Huaiyu came out in disheveled clothes, with a slight smile in her peach blossom eyes, and a charming smell still lingering on her body.
"Your Majesty, I didn't know you were coming. I hope you'll forgive me for being late in welcoming you." He bowed with his hands clasped, an apologetic look on his face, his peach blossom eyes slightly raised, hiding a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Fu Yuheng didn't look at him. He took the tea from the table, put it to his lips and took a sip. He nodded approvingly, "This tea is well brewed." The corners of his lips curled slightly, "Get up."
"I just felt that I haven't been to the Ninth Prince's house for a long time, and today I suddenly felt interested, so I came here uninvited." He said calmly, with a smile in his black eyes, but it made people feel cold all over.
Hearing this, Fu Huaiyu laughed in agreement, "What are you talking about, my brother? It is a great honor for me to come to the Ninth Prince's mansion."
Fu Yuheng frowned and took another sip of tea.
Seeing him so relaxed, Fu Huaiyu felt anxious. Could it be that he already knew about it? Then he denied this possibility in his heart. How could he be so easily discovered by the covertness he had done this time
Turning back, he saw him with his eyes downcast, thinking about something. The mockery on Fu Yuheng's lips disappeared in an instant, "What are you thinking about so intently, Ninth Prince?" He asked casually, "I don't plan to return to the palace for the time being, do you have any way to entertain yourself, Ninth Brother?"
Entertainment? Fu Huaiyu sneered in his heart, did he think he was a three-year-old child? But on the surface, he was still respectful, "I am also very bored on weekdays, and occasionally play chess to relieve my boredom."
"Okay! I will play a game with you today!" A chess game is like a life situation. A person's style and character can be seen on the chessboard. After he said this, Fu Huaiyu naturally couldn't refuse, so he asked someone to prepare a chessboard.
Fu Yuheng played the black pieces, and each move seemed very casual, but he could not suffer any loss, and seemed very relaxed. However, Fu Huaiyu was cautious in every step, and he could not let him see his ambition. It was naturally uncomfortable to be so restricted, and he had to think about the reason why he came to his house today.
How could he not know that he was absent-minded, but he did not point it out, and only said lightly, "I remember that you have disliked playing with chess pieces since you were a child." Perhaps he avoided these things in order to hide his edge when he was a child.
Fu Huaiyu was shocked, then he raised his peach blossom eyes and smiled, "Yes, I am not interested in this, I just want the beauty to be by my side, and the country depends on you, my brother."
Is it really so
But he smiled without saying anything, but the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed meaningful, "I heard that Hu Youshan is not peaceful today, and bandits often come and go." Fu Yuheng sighed helplessly, as if he was worried about Hu Youshan.
But Fu Huaiyu didn't hear this. Why didn't he know that there were bandits in Hu Youshan? Did they hide it? Or did he really discover something
He put down the black chess piece in his hand and observed his reaction quietly from the corner of his eye, "It seems that it is time to clean up Hu Youshan."
Hearing this, Fu Huaiyu's face darkened a bit, and he no longer looked relaxed and proud. Fu Huaiyu, who had stopped joking, was not just the Ninth Prince, but a man with huge ambitions.
Fu Yuheng narrowed his dark eyes dangerously, looked at the sky and stood up, "It's getting late, it's time to go back to the palace."
After absentmindedly sending Fu Yuheng away, he immediately sent a message to Hu Youshan, telling Mo Zilian to be careful. If he didn't have a spy in Hu Youshan, why would he come to test him? The more Fu Huaiyu thought about this, the more worried he became, so he asked someone to call Zhu Yan over.
Zhu Yan looked the same today as usual, wearing a red gauze dress. Although her eyes were indifferent, there was a tenderness hidden in them.
"Is there anything unusual recently?"
"No." Her answers were always concise, which made Fu Huaiyu feel very comfortable. Thinking back to what Fu Yuheng said today, he was secretly worried, "Be careful today, don't let others find fault with you."
What he feared most was that Fu Yuheng would catch him and ruin his plan.
Zhu Yan could hear the solemnity and unusualness in his tone and couldn't help asking, "Prince, what happened?" She was not only worried about their plan, but also worried that he might be in danger...
Fu Huaiyu would not say more to her. He just shook his head with a heavy heart and said coldly, "Just do your own thing well."
He didn't want to say it not because he didn't trust her enough, but even if he said it, it would be of no use.
Zhu Yan stopped asking questions, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, "Yes."