Chapter 1442 The Sixteenth Cavalry of Yanyun has arrived!
My mind was like a ball of mush.
Zhao Qinglan closed her eyes and felt that the world in front of her was getting darker, but the chaos in her mind did not stop at all.
She knew that after today's meeting, she had completely broken up with her father, Zhao Xuanji.
Father and daughter are no longer partners, let alone relatives, but just rivals with mutual interests in check.
They are not enemies yet, but the relationship has dropped to freezing point, almost.
She knew that she could not be Zhao Xuanji's opponent, she knew him too well.
In this world, if it comes to ability, skill, and wealth, there must be someone who can surpass Zhao Xuanji in his or her own field.
But the combination of the three, plus a cold-blooded and ruthless person, makes Zhao Xuanji the top politician in the world.
It is precisely these things that allowed Zhao Xuanji to rise from humble beginnings and step by step to his current high position.
Even the Daxing Emperor and the current Crown Prince, although they had a stranglehold on him, could not deal with him.
Even with the prince's temperament and methods, he couldn't be killed, and he still had to be given the position of minister.
Is it because the prince is incapable?
No, it's because Zhao Xuanji has already built a basic foundation as stable as an iron bucket through decades of continuous business operation.
This is basically intact. Whether it is the emperor or the prince, if you want to touch him, you will have to pay much more benefits and costs than you would have lost while he was alive.
Therefore, the emperor cannot kill Zhao Xuanji, the prince, let alone the prince.
And Zhao Qinglan watched Zhao Xuanji weave it all step by step with his own eyes.
So Zhao Qinglan needs to understand how terrifying Zhao Xuanji is more than anyone else.
Clenching his fists, Zhao Qinglan suddenly felt very tired.
In such a spiral, she couldn't stand alone, but she couldn't influence anyone.
It seemed that all she could do was go with the flow.
Tormented by this sense of powerlessness, Zhao Qinglan felt a little exhausted.
"Empress."
The gentle call from the lady in charge brought Zhao Qinglan back to reality.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Qinglan asked tiredly.
The maid in charge said softly: "Your Majesty's face doesn't look good. Do you want to call the imperial doctor to take a look at your Majesty's face?"
"No."
Zhao Qinglan said slowly: "There is no cure for my illness."
These eight short words frightened the maid in charge.
Everyone in Fengxi Palace was personally arranged by Li Chen.
As the maid in charge, one of her most important responsibilities is to observe everything about Zhao Qinglan at all times and record all the information. If there is anything unusual, she must immediately hand it over to His Highness the Crown Prince through the secret channels of Dongchang.
This channel, except for the prince himself, cannot be interfered with or viewed by anyone, and it is an absolute core secret of the East Palace.
The maid in charge thought that the empress was really sick, or that she was terminally ill. She was so frightened that she did not dare to neglect or delay at all. After waiting for Zhao Qinglan to rest, she immediately recorded this information and then passed the already decided
The channels were sent to the prince as quickly as possible by experts from Dongchang.
When this piece of information departed from the capital, Li Chen was listening to Wu Banshan's report in the city lord's mansion at Crescent Pass.
Halfway through the report, news came from a scout.
"His Royal Highness, the Sixteenth Cavalry of Yanyun, belonging to Prince Ning, have arrived at Crescent Pass, thirty miles away!"
Hearing this, Li Chen stood up suddenly.
"Is Prince Ning here?"
"I haven't seen King Ning's flag order," the scout replied.
