It is naturally impossible for a paralyzed person to become an heir.
So Ji Jingyuan, the second young master born from the stepmother, naturally replaced his eldest brother and took the throne.
Jun Wuchen held his chin and said with a smile: "Princess, you might as well take a guess, was Ji Yuan's serious illness and paralysis an accident or man-made?"
Yun Luo sneered: "Whether it's an accident or man-made, the beneficiary is obvious."
Be it the left prime minister or the step-wife.
Even Ji Jingyuan.
From top to bottom, the Prime Minister Zuo’s Mansion may not be completely unconnected.
Yun Luo felt a little nauseous and frowned, "No wonder you said that the Prime Minister may not take the love between father and son seriously."
I have already eliminated one and gained experience.
Even if it hurts to abolish another person, it may not be as angry as it seems.
"If your son is dead, you can give birth to another one. What's more, there are many concubines and concubines in Zuo Xiang's mansion, and it's not like there are no successors."
Jun Wuchen chuckled and said, "Compared with this matter, of course the bet you proposed is more important. If one of them fails, the entire Left Prime Minister's Office will be in disaster. Which side do you think the Left Prime Minister will pay more attention to?"<
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Yun Luo sneered, "Is there anything more to say? Of course it is more important to save Zuo Xiangfu."
For the same reason, if Yun Changmao were to choose.
Which is more important, Yun Jinye’s son, or the Yun family’s foundation?
The answer is simply obvious.
"So, I deduce that the Prime Minister Zuo used your incident of hurting people to go to the Yun Mansion to investigate the crime, 80% of which was to seize the initiative and take the opportunity to default on the debt, and the other 20% was to vent Ji Jingyuan's anger."
Jun Wuchen raised two fingers, waved them in front of Yun Luo, and chuckled.
"I won't let you return to the Yun Mansion because I don't want to follow the wishes of the left prime minister. No matter how loud his plans are, as long as you don't come forward, he can only sing to himself no matter how much he plays."
"It makes sense."
Yun Luo nodded seriously, "After listening to your analysis, I finally understand one thing."
"What happened?"
"The heart of a scholar is much darker than that of a general."
Yun Luo said quietly, "No matter how dark it is, it can't be as dark as His Highness Prince Jing."
Look at the leftist prime minister’s calculations and calculations. Isn’t it dark?
But no matter how dark he is, he can't be as dark as the guy next to her. He can see through people's plans without leaving home.
What does this prove?
It proves that someone is much more evil-minded than the left prime minister and is full of conspiracy and calculations.
Jun Wuchen: "..."
Yun Luo sighed repeatedly, "As expected of a royal product, none of them are good."
I won’t mention that idiot Prince, maybe it’s a genetic mutation.
The person next to her is a genuine direct descendant of the royal family.
Insidious, really insidious.
Jun Wuchen: "..."
He almost laughed angrily, his handsome face was dark, and he pinched her little face while holding his breath.
"I have worried so much for you, so you come to the conclusion that I am the most evil?"
Yun Luo laughed out loud and hurriedly hid behind him, "I just want to sigh, you are indeed very evil-hearted."
"You still say?" Jun Wuchen grabbed her arm and dragged her over.
"Okay, I won't say it anymore, just don't say it."
Yun Luo resisted the upturned corners of her mouth.
After laughing for a while, she brought the topic back.
"Then according to what you say, in three days, should I go to Zuo Xiang's Mansion to collect debts?"
"Go, why don't you go?"
Jun Wuchen was leaning on the soft couch, full of laziness and romance, and his dark purple phoenix eyes were as charming as a dangerous beast.
"If he dares to come to his home to accuse him, then you should retaliate and knock on his door!"