And that was indeed the case.
Gongyang Hu was seething with rage.
He had traveled thousands of miles to pledge his allegiance to Prince Jin.
He was grateful for the Prince's recognition of his talents; a true scholar would die for a lord who appreciated him.
Once Prince Jin became the Crown Prince, his own position as strategist would elevate to that of the Crown Prince's Grandmaster. The good days were just around the corner.
No one would dare to challenge his status again, and no one in the Confucian Temple would question his power.
But he never expected that in the end, two months later, he would receive the news of Prince Jin's death.
All his hopes for glory and riches vanished into thin air.
After the fall of Prince Jin's Mansion, Gongyang Hu had been investigating in secret.
Waiting for an opportunity.
He knew what marrying into the Holy Netherworld meant for Lu Mingyuan.
If the political marriage succeeded, then Lu Mingyuan could not become the Crown Prince!
