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Chapter 388 The truth is slowly emerging.

In order to resolve the predicament of the Great Zhou, he had no choice but to put on the prince's robes of the Northern Qi, acknowledge his identity, and then return to the Northern Qi.

The imperial tutor naturally arranged for him to manage the plague, and after he made great contributions in managing the plague, he was pushed into the center of power.

At the time, he and Manman suspected that the Imperial Tutor had something on his mind.

So, does the other force within the National Temple come from the Imperial Tutor?

Unable to fathom the Imperial Tutor's purpose, Zhao Yi shared his guess with Shen Qingtan, his eyes filled with confusion: "If the Imperial Tutor is after the throne of Northern Qi, he wouldn't need to go to such lengths to bring me to Northern Qi and pave the way for me. He could simply choose between the Prince of Qi and the Prince of Xian to support in ascending the throne and continue to be his puppet emperor."

Shen Qingtan was equally puzzled, and couldn't help but think of the old grudge between the Imperial Tutor and the Lin family: "Could it be that the Empress and the Imperial Tutor also have a grudge, which is why the Imperial Tutor is unwilling to support Prince Qi?"

Zhao Yi fell into deep thought. The Imperial Tutor and the Empress had a past grudge, and after bringing down the Lin family, he would definitely continue to plot against the Empress.

But the Imperial Tutor made no move whatsoever.

Unexpectedly, he remembered that his mother's remains were in the National Temple, and the Imperial Tutor would go to the National Temple every year.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi pursed her lips and stopped the conversation.

He said in a deep voice, "I have a feeling that the truth will soon come to light."

Shen Qingtan said softly, "Now, among the princes in the capital, only you and Prince Qi remain. What the Imperial Tutor's motives are, depends on his next move."

At this point, Shen Qingtan sighed softly: "The Prince of Qi's men were caught trespassing into the Zen temple, and he was punished for it. The affairs he was in charge of have fallen into your hands. I'm afraid he'll suspect that you set a trap for him and hold a grudge against you."

Zhao Yi had already anticipated this, and turned to embrace Shen Qingtan. The warm fragrance emanating from her filled his nostrils, strangely dispelling the gloom that welled up in his heart.

He tightened his arms around her, thankful that she was there: "I will be wary of King Qi."

As Shen Qingtan predicted, Prince Qi received ten lashes in the palace and was carried back to his residence by his entourage. He then summoned Chang An: "You said Zhao Yi secretly investigated the Imperial Concubine's remains in order to take her back to the Great Zhou. I believed you and specifically sought his cooperation to help him steal the Imperial Concubine's remains. And what was the result?"

"As a result, Zhao Yi did not send anyone to the State Temple; only I sent someone, and he was caught by my father. I was flogged, confined to my quarters, and stripped of my power."

"Where is Zhao Yi? He did nothing, just lay in the mansion picking up the big pie I gave him."

At this point, King Qi became agitated and tried to sit up, but his bottom hit the cushion, causing his face to contort in pain, and he had to lie back down on the bed.

"The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Zhao Yi was too treacherous and cunning. He deliberately misled us, making us think that he had no interest in the throne and only wanted to return to the Great Zhou."

“In order to remove this stumbling block, we will definitely help him. He deliberately lured the monks into the act when we went to steal the remains.”

King Qi angrily pounded his pillow: "I should have remained calm and waited for the right moment to act."

Chang An, however, felt that their plan hadn't been meticulous enough, which was why it had gone wrong. He had seen countless people, and Zhao Yi was not the kind of person who would use his birth mother's remains as bait.

He was about to advise the King of Qi that there was no need to confront Zhao Yi head-on, because Zhao Yi's bloodline was not pure, which meant that he was destined not to become the crown prince of Northern Qi.

If the King of Qi continues to oppose Zhao Yi, he will only make things worse.

"Your Highness..."

"Chang'an..."

The two people said in unison.

Chang An quickly said, "Please speak."

The King of Qi said in a somber tone, "My father ordered me to deal with Chang Yuan."

Chang An's mind went blank, and all the color drained from his face.