As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of Yang Yi and Chen Song fell on his face.

"Do you have evidence?"

"No evidence." He Zhao shook his head, "At most, it can only confirm that Guo Su was responsible for certain tasks back then. Twenty-four years have passed; it is completely impossible to find any leads about the whereabouts of the Lord from it."

Chen Song said at this point: "Evidence or not, I think it doesn’t really matter. Judging by Guo Su’s dissatisfaction with the imperial rewards over the years, it’s entirely possible that he wanted to do something against the Lord back then."

"What matters now is the present; they’re still trying to achieve their aim of dividing power through the matter of the heir."

He Zhao nodded: "Chen Song is right; what’s important is now. As long as their conspiracy cannot succeed, then no matter how ambitious they are, it will be in vain."

Yang Yi paced back and forth a few steps along the railing, finally stopping under the corridor post: "Are you two hoping that I enter the palace?"

He and Chen both cupped their hands together: "At this point, this chaos can only be ended by the Lord revealing himself as the eldest son of the Emperor and succeeding to the throne."

Yang Yi remained silent.

He Zhao said: "Since the Lord has already made a decision, why hesitate? Enter the palace to become the eldest son of the Emperor and succeed to the throne, not for the Emperor, but for the common people, for the overall situation of the court!"

Yang Yi took a deep breath, casually picked up the robe on the table, then gritted his teeth and said: "Then prepare the horse. I will first go and ask him what he really thinks?"

He and Chen’s eyes lit up upon hearing this: "The Lord is wise!"

...

He Zhao and Chen Song had been with Yang Yi for so many years, enduring life and death together multiple times; they were no longer merely a master-servant relationship. In their hearts, they were like family.

Although Yang Yi hadn’t expressed how he would decide these days, his actions spoke volumes.

From a young age, he witnessed so much human suffering, with such a father guiding him, he was destined to bear the responsibility of saving the world.

Although he had been displaced for over twenty years, he had never given up his aspirations.

In truth, no matter what kind of person Yang Yi ultimately chose to become, it wouldn’t affect Chen Song and He Zhao’s loyalty to stay by his side. But given the familial bond, of course, they hoped that Yang Yi could ultimately achieve his ambitions.

Becoming the new monarch of the Great Zhou was the best path for Yang Yi to realize his ambitions.

Stopping because of the father-son grievances with the Emperor would really be a waste.

"No need to be at odds with oneself," this was the simplest thought in the hearts of his personal guards.

Two quarters of an hour later, the carriage left the Yang Family, and midway, He Zhao looked back, then assigned a guard and said: "Go to Pei Mansion to see if General Pei and the Young Madam are available. If they are, tell them that our Lord has an urgent matter to enter the palace and see the Emperor."

At the end of his words, he gave a look, the guard understood, cupped his fists, and drove his horse onto the street.

Fu Zhen and Pei Zhan had just finished dinner and were contemplating the palace banquet the next day.

They were familiar with every step of the banquet; they just didn’t know when the two people arranged by the Yi Family would appear before the Empress.

Tomorrow Yang Yi would also enter the palace.

Regarding the Emperor’s current ambiguous attitude towards the two members of the Yang Family, they couldn’t intervene.

But if an unpleasant scene truly occurs tomorrow, they must find a way to control the development of the situation. At that time, perhaps, they won’t have to adhere to any rules.

As the couple discussed in the room, Guo Song came running in:

"General, Young Madam! His Highness has entered the palace! Just now, a guard from the Yang Family came to deliver the message, saying that after His Highness clarified the collusion between the Yi Family and the Guo Family, he was very angry and has already gone directly into the palace to see the Emperor!"

"He really has entered the palace?"

Fu Zhen immediately walked to the threshold upon hearing this.

"Indeed, he’s already gone! Just now when Guard He sent someone to deliver the message, they were already on their way! By now, they must have entered the palace!"

Fu Zhen and Pei Zhan exchanged a glance, and then she turned around and went back to the room without another word: "Quickly prepare the carriage! And send a message in advance to the palace gates, saying that we also have urgent matters regarding the feast tomorrow and request an audience with the Empress, asking them to grant us entry into the palace! I will head there now!"