Ye Xinguang thought about that consequence and shuddered with lingering fear. "That serious? It seems soone really does want to use Ying Qiao to stir up trouble."
First, they collaborated with Qu Gaoyang to kidnap my daughter-in-law. The perpetrators must have expected my infuriated son to take it out on Ying Qiao. Their plan was likely to seize that opportunity to poison him to death and then use the incident to provoke the already sensitive relationship between my son and the major families. This is no small matter! Fortunately, my daughter-in-law went to visit Ying Qiao. Otherwise, perhaps after a few more days in custody, Ying Qiao would have died at Yinhe’s hands, and by then, the situation would have beco utterly uncontrollable! Even though the Ying Family has declined, their once extensive network of connections is still in place. The major families, moreover, view the Ying Family as a mirror—both for self-reflection and as a cautionary tale. They would absolutely not stand by and watch indifferently as Ying Qiao was killed by my son.
Ye Siyuan said, "Mother, Sister-in-law has thought of a strategy to make the people stirring up trouble behind the scenes reveal themselves. We’ll need your cooperation for this."
Then, Ye Siyuan detailed Si Mingjing’s plan to Ye Xinguang.
After listening for a while, Ye Xinguang frowned but eventually agreed, saying, "This is a good thod; Mother knows what to do now. Actually, I can guess that the person behind the scenes must be hiding among the major families. More than a decade has passed, yet they still haven’t given up on making a coback to seize power. Since that’s the case, they can’t bla for not tolerating them. They forced to beco the Queen back then, and now they want royal authority again. How could they possibly expect to have it both ways!"
Back then, Ye Xinguang had not been willing to beco the Queen, but the six elders had forced her to take the throne. Since they had pushed her to the throne, and now that her son wanted to centralize power, they were unhappy and wanted to suppress Yinhe’s authority.
Haven’t they heard the saying? You can’t have your cake and eat it too!
「...」
Elsewhere, after Mo Yinhe invited Bo Leng for a day trip to space, he returned to the Yinhe Aerospace Base.
Just as he had stepped off the spacecraft, soone hurried over to report the matter to him.
Mo Yinhe was montarily stunned. His deep black eyes instantly turned glacial. Two words, laced with a chill as if from icy mountain peaks, escaped him: "Poisoned?"
"Yes, Your Excellency. The Crown Princess Consort went to visit the prison and noticed that Ying Qiao was in poor health. After she discovered he had been poisoned, Her Majesty the Queen urgently made a phone call ordering Ying Qiao’s release. Subsequently, the Crown Princess Consort had Ying Qiao rushed to the hospital for ergency treatnt. She also assigned many guards to place Ying Qiao and Mrs. Ying under house arrest there, forbidding any visits. Mrs. Ying is now calling many people for help, claiming that you cannot tolerate Ying Qiao and intend to poison him to death. Her Majesty the Queen requests that you return imdiately to handle this matter."
Mo Yinhe frowned upon hearing this and stared at the reporting subordinate. "Mingjing had Ying Qiao and his wife placed under house arrest in the hospital but allowed her to make calls for help everywhere?"
Mingjing wouldn’t handle things so carelessly, leaving such glaring oversights! If they truly placed Ying Qiao and his wife under house arrest and blocked all news, how could Mrs. Ying still have the opportunity to call for outside help?
Mo Yinhe, tall and imposing, stood bathed in the sunset, hands in his trouser pockets. He looked set to return and thoroughly investigate—who had poisoned Ying Qiao?
Bo Leng stood nearby, having overheard the conversation, and comnted sharply, "Little Sister must be digging a trap, waiting for soone to fall into it. But you were set up, Mo Yinhe, and now Little Sister has to clean up your ss. You’re really sothing!"
Bo Leng openly scorned Mo Yinhe, but Mo Yinhe wasn’t ashad. After thinking it through, he felt Bo Leng was spot on and retorted, "Brother-in-law, you’re just jealous! Jealous that I married such a wonderful wife! This kind of thing can’t be envied; I’m the only one in the world with such good luck."
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