"For example?"

Li Changqing said casually.

"For instance, Father might suspect that you bringing me here suggests new support for someone as unfavored as me, the least favored Prince. Although I have not been in Beihan Country these years, I know clearly that Father detests this the most and forbids ministers at the court from getting too close to the Princes. If someone truly oversteps this boundary, they might be in trouble." Yin Changli said with a bitter smile.

"So what?"

Li Changqing smiled: "Even if your Father suspects, so what?"

"Does he dare to act against me?"

Li Changqing looked at Yin Changli.

These four words left Yin Changli stunned, but then he realized.

Li Changqing was not originally from Beihan Country.

Moreover, considering Li Changqing’s status, even his father would have to appease him. How could he dare to act against Li Changqing?

Wouldn’t he be too busy trying to appease him?

Li Changqing was utterly fearless; furthermore, given that the intelligence strength of the Evergreen Commerce Association had been demonstrated today, Yin Fengqi would be even more hesitant to offend Li Changqing in the future.

However, what Yin Changli did not know was that Li Changqing indeed harbored intentions of making Yin Changli the Emperor.

The Imperial Palace of Beihan Country.

Today, Yin Fengqi unexpectedly arrived at Shuning Pavilion.

In Shuning Pavilion, when Princess Consort Xuan heard Yin Fengqi’s arrival, she could hardly believe it and hurried to receive him.

Even the eunuchs and palace maids in Shuning Pavilion were incredulous, as Yin Fengqi had not come here for many years.

In their opinion, Princess Consort Xuan had already been neglected in the Imperial Palace.

Therefore, their attitude towards Princess Consort Xuan had grown colder, sometimes even losing their temper at her.

Now, with Yin Fengqi’s arrival, they all panicked.

Why did His Majesty suddenly come to Shuning Pavilion for no apparent reason?

Could it be because the Eleventh Prince came today?

Princess Consort Xuan, meeting Yin Fengqi, tearfully came to greet him, but after entering Shuning Pavilion, Yin Fengqi ordered Princess Consort Xuan to move to Shuihua Palace from today onward.

This order shocked the entire harem.

Shuihua Palace was at least three times larger than Shuning Pavilion, and from today Princess Consort Xuan was elevated from an ordinary concubine to a Noble Consort.

Even the number of attendants at her service greatly increased.

As for the eunuchs and palace maids who had previously bullied Princess Consort Xuan, Yin Fengqi simply had someone investigate them, found out who they were, and had them all executed by flogging.

No one knew the reason for such a change, but everyone in the vast harem understood one thing—that Princess Consort Xuan was about to rise to prominence once more.

News spread quickly, and even many Princes caught wind of it.

Princess Consort Xuan’s sudden favor.

It gave them a sniff of something unusual.

After investigating a bit, they instantly discovered one thing—the Eleventh Prince came to the Imperial Palace today.

They did not have much of an impression of the Eleventh Prince.

But regardless of who it was, they all felt a strong sense of crisis.

Things seemed off to them.

Could it be that another strong competitor had emerged?

What’s more, the next day, Yin Fengqi gifted Yin Changli a residence.

Chang Li Manor.

This change left Yin Changli, who had been ignored since childhood, incredulous as well.

Little did he know that it was all due to Li Changqing’s influence.

Yin Fengqi indeed disliked anyone forming factions and cliques coveting his throne, but it depended on who it was.

If a revered Painting Saint like Li Changqing were to stay in Beihan Country and support a Prince, Yin Fengqi certainly wouldn’t mind.

As long as Li Changqing wasn’t aiming for the throne himself, Yin Fengqi could accept it.

Yin Changli, after all, was still his own son.

Moreover, upon engaging with Yin Changli, Yin Fengqi also discovered his long unseen son’s excellence.

A faint trace of Sword Intent seemed to flow through his body.

Additionally, possessing a Divine Body was something Yin Fengqi hadn’t expected.

Having once had the Dragon Blood Essence, he lamented that none of his sons possessed a Divine Body. Who would have thought that now came a son with a Divine Body?

Yin Fengqi, although not saying anything outwardly, was very satisfied with this son of his.