"The Ai family doesn't understand why the prime minister brought letters into the palace since he is a remnant of the Xirong clan.

The Ai family would like to ask the prime minister, why did you help Prince Yiyuan deliver this letter? You know, if someone with an intention sees it, you and I may be charged with liaison with the enemy. This is terrible.

Not a good thing."

Qiqi really didn't understand the significance of Qiu Jingtang's move.

You must be careful to avoid falling into his trap. He has been struggling in the officialdom for so many years, but he is well versed in this trap.

You must not allow yourself to have any leverage in his hands.[

"You and I, one is the Queen Mother and the other is the Prime Minister, who has the courage to become such a caring person?"

Qiu Jingtang crossed his arms and smiled with a carefree and calm expression on his face.

After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath and said, "Speaking of which, the old minister and the Queen Mother's father had some friendship in their early years, but it's a pity that they are each their own masters.

The weak prey on the strong, and there is no way. The old minister can only say that it is a pity that Xirong fell into such a situation.

The royal family of Xirong now only has the Queen Mother and the Prince of Yiyuan. It may be very possible that even the Prince cannot be saved.

Does the Queen Mother not want to read the last words of the last royal descendant of Xirong?"

"The Ai family never thought that the prime minister and the ancestors of the Ai family would have such a past."

Qi Qi snorted and smiled lightly, still looking unconcerned, "It's just that the Ai family still said the same thing. The Ai family are now from Beiyan, and the Ai family really have no interest in those past things.

Is this a letter..." Qi Qi took the letter from Qiu Jingtang and her eyes fell on the ever-burning lamp in the corner of the flower hall.

"Just pretend that the prime minister has never taken it, and the Ai family has never seen it. It is reduced to ashes, and it's over.

The rest of the matter will be done as the prime minister should." Before Qiu Jingtang could react, Qi Qi had already put the letter on the flame and burned it completely.

Qiu Jingtang's face was slightly stagnant, and he glanced meaningfully at Qiqi. This seemingly delicate and noble woman acted like a rare general.

With three "papapapa" sounds, Qiu Jingtang lifted his robe, looked at Qiqi with admiration, clapped his hands three times in a row, and smiled:
Chapter completed!