The traitorous boss travels through time: The princess is causing trouble again!

After Lei Er dealt with the people here, he went to help somewhere else.

Zhan Jingchen noticed this scene, and when the assassin jumped onto the carriage, he was already ready to come and rescue Tang Xiluo.

But before he could get there, he saw the assassin rolling down holding his feet in pain.

So what did the people inside do? A dagger wouldn't have stabbed that deep, the top of the carriage is definitely thicker than the dagger...

It seems that the little girl has more secrets than he thought, but fortunately she can protect herself in time.

After several groups of assassins joined, Zhan Jingchen's guards seemed to be struggling.

Tang Xiluo frowned. They couldn't guess how many groups of assassins were lying in ambush, but after the previous groups, it was obvious that their manpower was exhausted. If a new group of assassins joined in, they would definitely have no chance of winning.

Just when she was worrying about whether to take action, a man's cold voice came from outside.

"Why don't you surrender now?!"

The assassin on the other side laughed arrogantly: "You are the ones who should surrender, King Chen. This day next year will be your memorial day."

Zhan Jingchen sneered: "Have all of you joined in?"

He had calculated the time for the first half hour, and a new group of assassins would join every half incense stick of time. However, now an incense stick of time had passed and no new assassins had joined, which meant that all their people had arrived.

The man in black opposite him paused, and before he could react, he heard Lei Er whistle.

A large number of guards instantly poured in from both sides of the road, and archers on the mountains were shooting at the assassins.

Zhan Jingchen curled the corners of his lips: "What about now? It's still uncertain who will die today."

The black-clad assassin paused and came to his senses: "You have surrounded us a long time ago!" The situation was hopeless for them and they were destined not to leave alive today.

Lei Sanda said carelessly: "We noticed you just after we left the house. We thought you would attack us on the way there, but we didn't expect you to attack us on the way back."

The black-clad assassin laughed loudly toward the sky: "Hahahaha! You really are very thoughtful."

Tang Xijing shook his head: "You had no chance of winning from the beginning. You have been constantly adding new assassins, while we have always had the same group of guards."

So they lost in terms of military force. They could have won by manpower, but they didn't have much manpower.

If the guards can fight ten at a time, then the assassins can only be counted as fifty percent. So even if they have consumed their physical strength, they can still catch all the assassins in one fell swoop, not to mention that they have guards surrounding them behind them.

Tang Xiluo listened for a while. Is this what the ancients meant by "even if you die, you should die with understanding"? He talked too much and needed to explain for a long time.

She walked out and shouted to Zhan Jingchen: "They will definitely commit suicide! Stop them."

Not only ancient assassins, but even modern killers will commit suicide when they have no chance of winning and have no other choice, and will never allow themselves to be caught and tortured by the other party.

Therefore, their organization stipulates that the last bullet in one’s hand should be kept for oneself, unless that last bullet can turn defeat into victory with 100% certainty.

Lei Er quickly flew forward and pinched the assassin's mouth, preventing him from biting the poison pill in his mouth to commit suicide.

Everyone looked at the woman who walked out of the carriage, and the leading black-clad assassin looked at her in shock.

Tang Xiluo smiled with his big teeth shining: "Haha, you didn't expect it, did you? I predicted your prediction."

Everyone: “…” In fact, everyone knew it without her reminding.

Seeing her so smug, no one had the heart to expose her and could only cooperate silently.

Zhan Jingchen: "Lolo is really smart."

Lei Er also said: "...Thank you for the reminder, Princess."

Baili Yu: "As expected of my boss, you are so smart."

Shen Jingbei: “…” I really can’t praise it enough.

Tang Xijing: I can’t praise you that much either.

Lei San was not cooperating. With his underdeveloped brain, he praised from the bottom of his heart: "As expected of you, Princess Princess. You are so smart! I didn't even think of that just now."

Tang Xiluo realized what he had been showing off for and immediately got back into the carriage, his cheeks immediately turning red.

She has lived for more than 20 years and has never done anything as stupid as she did today. It is really embarrassing.

At this moment, she wanted to slap herself twice, saying, "You are talking too much, you are showing off!" Don't people often do this? How could they not know this kind of basic operation?

Afterwards, Tang Xiluo closed her eyes and rested all the way back. She also drove Zhan Jingchen out to ride a horse, and she wanted to be alone.

Dinner at the palace.

Zhan Jingchen looked at the little girl who was concentrating on eating and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

But he still cleared his throat: "How do you know so much? How can you women in the Deep Chamber know so much?"

Tang Xiluo paused, it's over! Could it be that she was exposed? This is a patriarchal society. Although women are also scheming and strategic, few women in the deep chamber can witness such a grand scene as today.

Not only did she not feel scared, but she was actually very calm, which was in stark contrast to her elder sister and the two maids.

"Ahem, I've been brave since I was a child, so this is nothing."

Zhan Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "Then how did you know that he would commit suicide? Did you also..."

Tang Xiluo immediately became serious: "Don't talk nonsense, this is a complete rumor! What's so strange about this? Haven't you ever been to a restaurant to listen to a storyteller tell stories?"

The man smiled and stopped teasing her: "So you heard it from the storyteller. I thought..."

Tang Xiluo rolled his eyes at him. Don't even think about testing me! It's normal for a storyteller to say this. There should be quite a few people who know this. I just acted a little calmer, but this is entirely because I'm brave!

"You'd better find out the real mastermind behind this as soon as possible." He just worries about things that he shouldn't worry about every day.

The man lowered his head. He knew who it was without checking. It could be just one of his brothers, or maybe a coalition of two or several.

It was still his fault that he listened to Xuan'er's kind words. He should have killed these people when the new emperor ascended the throne.

I thought these people would give up their ideas after the new emperor came to power, but I didn't expect that they were still lurking. They were simply overestimating their own capabilities.

Throughout the dynasties, which emperor did not ascend to the throne by stepping on the corpses of his brothers? Only his brother was kind...

He kept these people because he wanted to use them to teach the new emperor to let go of his undue kindness and be ruthless.

"We will set out for Chi County tomorrow. The boxes are ready. I will have someone make fake gold overnight."

Tang Xiluo paused while picking up the food, then shook his head: "No need to go through so much trouble, just install a stone and lock it."

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On the second day, Tang Xijing and Zhan Jingxuan were waiting at the back door of the palace early in the morning. Neither of them expected the other to come.

"Old minister, I see you, Your Majesty."

Zhan Jingxuan nodded: "Why is the general here?"

Tang Xijing sighed and replied bluntly: "I am worried about my daughter."

Zhan Jingxuan also sighed: "I am also worried about my third brother."