Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife
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Chapter 1822: Who’s the Oriole?

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Full of grief, Xiajun Yanwu wept uncontrollably before the media, which made people sympathize with her.

After the news report ended, Xiajun Yanwu immediately wiped away her tears, and her expression transformed into a sinister one.

Leading a batch of guards, Wu Yin escorted Xiajun Yanwu back.

When Majesty Kang and Majesty Huang saw the news, they were both astounded. They knew very well Xiajun Yanwu had a great deal to do with His Majesty’s death, but they hadn’t expected her to frame Xie Limo for it.

Xiajun Yanli understood clearly that Xie Limo wasn’t someone Xiajun Yanwu could covet or frame.

Xie Limo was formidable and strong beyond their imagination. Merely from the few conversations and interactions they had, Xiajun Yanli knew that he mustn’t make an enemy of Xie Limo.

Too bad, though. His younger sister didn’t understand this.

Xiajun Yanli sighed and closed his eyes. This time, no one would be able to save Xiajun Yanwu.

Although Majesty Kang valued power and had always wanted to sit in that position, he was different from Xiajun Yanwu.

He had wanted to legitimately take the throne through his own effort. But now, he felt as if he had been slapped. It turned out his younger sister also coveted that position, and she would resort to unscrupulous means to achieve her goal.

“Majesty Kang, what do we do now?”

“Withdraw the troops and seal the palace. Retain the evidence.”

His subordinate then asked, “Majesty Kang, you’re trying to absolve Deputy Xie of his crime?”

Xiajun Yanting shook his head and said coldly, “Only when Deputy Xie is removed from suspicion would he be able to suppress Xiajun Yanwu. Only then would we have a chance.”

The subordinate understood then, then recalled this Chinese proverb “The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware that the oriole is behind.” [1. it’s a warning about being so focused on a narrow goal that one neglects the potentially greater danger.]

On this sleepless night, the evening news brought about an uproar throughout the imperial capital, even in the entirety of Country A.

As for Xiajun Yanwu, looking at the effect she caused, she felt extremely satisfied.

But those people supporting Young Master Xie were infuriated, feeling an intense hatred for Xiajun Yanwu.

On the internet, many people started speaking up for Xie Limo, saying it was Xiajun Yanwu who deliberately framed him.

“Princess Yanwu admires Deputy Xie. Since she can’t have him for herself, she’s attempting to destroy him!”

This news headline on the internet attracted the attention of many netizens instantly, causing them to read it and comment below.

All these people couldn’t get back to sleep after watching the news in the middle of the night, so they turned to the internet. Since they were unable to actually go into battle outside, they could only get into an online war with their comments.

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Yun Bixue ordered for the ships to advance speedily.

She knew that after His Majesty died, the imperial capital was bound to descend into chaos. She had no idea what evil tricks Xiajun Yanwu would come up with.

She still remembered how threatening Xiajun Yanwu sounded during that phone conversation with her. She had said that if she chose not to leave Limo, Xiajun Yanwu would rather kill him.

Even though she knew Xiajun Yanwu would be alright, Xie Limo had also said before that there was more than meets the eye to this Xiajun Yanwu. It was highly possible she would resort to despicable means.

Now, after hearing the bell ring thrice to indicate His Majesty had passed away, she worried all the more.

Yun Bixue’s expression was tense as she gripped onto the railings on the ship and stared intently ahead.

When they reached the shore, Yun Bixue assigned part of her men to watch over Second Elder and his subordinates, while some would follow her onto shore to take action.

“Young Madam, Young Madam…”

Just as Yun Bixue was about to get off the ship, a hidden guard came running over anxiously.

Yun Bixue frowned. “What happened? Speak quickly!”

“The master of Brocade Hall is missing, and those six hidden guards interrogating him are dead now. Also, the ten hidden guards keeping an eye on him are all unconscious!”