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The moon was shrouded in darkness, the wind was fierce.
Capital City, due to a series of continuous battles, had plunged into a tense and guarded state. Yuan Tang had been hiding here and there in the City East for several days, like a rat crossing the street, living in a state of disgrace that he had never experienced before in all his years.
When Gu Jiao told him that his uncle, the Prince of Bo, was planning to rebel, he did not believe her. After all, his uncle was the most beloved legitimate son of the former emperor. When his father was still the crown prince of Chen Country, he had committed a serious crime. It was the Prince of Bo who had single-handedly exonerated his father, preserving his position as crown prince.
How could one not trust such an uncle, the Prince of Bo?
As for the Rong Family, his maternal family.