"The mistress isnāt that simple," Ye Ziāan stated. "Mu Shaolingās antidote hasnāt been developed yet; thatās one thing. Secondly, even if the antidote is developed, whether it would work on Prince Le is still uncertain. Thirdly, if the antidote is ineffective, who knows how long it will take to research a new one? And what if Prince Le takes action against us during this time?"
"Given the current situation, itās not impossible; at the very least, Prince Fu has already been dealt with. Whatās left are Prince Ping and Prince Zhuang. The other princes are too young to be concerned about. His next target isnāt Prince Zhuang or Prince Ping, but if Prince Zhuang is deposed, weāre all done for."
After a pause, Ye Ziāan added, "The best course would be to detoxify the Emperor first. That way, he canāt use the Emperor to persecute us."
"Wait a minute, is Mu Shaolingās disappearance after the assassination attempt your plan to take the opportunity to go covert and detoxify the Emperor?"
"Youāre right," Ye Ziāan nodded; it indeed was a scene orchestrated by themselves.
"If thatās the case, then I need to give it some thought."
Mu Shaoling needed to enter the palace in secret, but bringing someone into the palace wasnāt simple. He needed to be alone with the Emperor, and it was even more difficult without being discovered by Prince Leās men.
Yang Chuxia didnāt have any good strategies at the moment.
But by the evening, an idea presented itself.
"Brother, cover for me. Iāll go change my clothes and come back out," In the garden, two small figures seemed slightly suspicious.
In their haste, they didnāt notice Yang Chuxia and Ye Ziāan behind the osmanthus tree.
"Brother, itās okay, even if Mother knows, itās not a big deal. Itās not our fault today," Leleās voice piped up again. "Donāt worry, Iāll help you explain to Mother."
"Mother may be understanding, but if we can keep it from her, then letās keep it under wraps," Yangyang added. "But that shameless kid today really crossed the line. He even found a few helpers. Luckily, my martial arts arenāt weak."
"Right, itās good you have martial arts skills," Lele nodded in agreement.
Watching the two children walk away, Yang Chuxia and Ye Ziāan exchanged a glance.
"Did they get into a fight at school?" Ye Ziāan asked.
"It seems so," Yang Chuxia nodded. "Yesterday, Yangyang came back and mentioned having beaten up the illegitimate grandson of the Prime Ministerās family. Today, hearing this, it seems the other side found some helpers to get even, but apparently didnāt succeed."
After giving it some thought, Yang Chuxia said to him, "Tell Mu Shaoling to prepare. These children present an opportunity."
"Is this feasible?" Ye Ziāan asked.
"Letās see how it goes first," replied Yang Chuxia.
After a while, Yang Chuxia returned to the bamboo courtyard carrying a small basket of fresh osmanthus. The two kids soon came hand in hand, and Ye Ziāan noticed Yangyang had changed from his original moon-white robe to a light blue gauze robe, with golden bamboos embroidered on the hem.
Lele, on the other hand, wore a light green long robe tied with a white jade belt. One in blue and one in green, they were about the same height, fair-skinned with big eyes, standard cute kids. Watching from a distance, Yang Chuxiaās heart almost overflowed with joy.
"Beautiful parents, your little ones are back," Yangyang called before entering the house.
"Father, Mother!"
"Was school good today?" Ye Ziāan asked casually.
"Not good or bad, just so-so," Lele evaded.