Reborn Princess

"Is that enough?" Yanci took out a few silver bills from his sleeve.

The man saw the amount and was afraid to accept it. "This..."

"You can't make the decision, let someone who can make the decision come."

She didn't come to her senses until Fu Zhen sat next to Yanci in the room wearing a hat and Mr. Zhang counted the silver bills and said with a smile, "Not more, not less, exactly one million taels."

After Zhang Yuanwai handed the contract to Yanci, he said to Fu Zhen, "You are lucky to have met Manager Yan. From now on, you should use the skills we taught you to serve Manager Yan well."

Fu Zhen nodded.

Only after the person left did Fu Zhen hear the voice of words.

"Xi Yue?" Yanci read the name on the indenture.

Fu Zhen immediately took off her hat and said, "That's not me. Are you stupid?"

Yanci sneered: "Then tell me, where did Xiyue really go?"

"Do you want me to expose you in front of Mr. Zhang, Miss Fu Zhen?"

Fu Zhen frowned, "That's one million taels. An ordinary skinny horse can only be sold for two hundred thousand taels at most."

"How about I help you get it back?"

His expression remained the same. "Tell me, what is your purpose for coming here this time?"

Fu Zhen smiled and said, "It is said that fireworks go to Yangzhou in March. It is almost March now. I will..."

"Is this how you understand it?" Yanci looked at her and said.

Fu Zhen curled her lips. Isn't this just to find an excuse?

"I want to hear the truth."

Fu Zhen curled her lips and said, “How could I possibly tell you the truth, Mr. Yan?”

"There's a lot of business to be done."

"Do you have to pretend to be a skinny horse from Yangzhou?" Yanci asked.

Fu Zhen closed her eyes: "For..."

"I don't listen to your high-sounding words, Miss Fu Zhen, don't blame me for not telling you that you can't do shady business."

“It’s the same with people.”

After the words fell, he stood up and walked out. Fu Zhen immediately stood up and said, "Thank you for today."

He left with a cold expression.

The news that Yan Cian, a wealthy businessman from Jiangnan, spent one million taels of silver to buy a skinny horse from Yangzhou spread immediately.

Yanci stood in the yard looking at the bright moon in the sky, recalling the conversation he had with Fu Zhen today.

For some reason, the more I get along with her, the more familiar she seems to me.

"Master Xiaoyan, do you want to suppress the public opinion outside?"

"No, go check the owner of Wansanglou and all the places in Yangzhou that train skinny horses."

"Yes."

……

After staying in Cangzhou for two days, Zhou Cechen and Shen Xilan continued on their journey.

"March is almost here." Shen Lilan looked at the thin, slanting rain outside the carriage.

"But I have never seen spring in Jiangnan."

Shen Lilan watched the raindrops fall on the green buds that sprouted on the roadside, finally splashing water.

It has been like this all the way.

"We'll see you." Zhou Cechen was putting away the letter that Tang Song had sent him this morning.

After saying this, Zhou Cechen looked at Shen Lilan, and suddenly his brows frowned.

"careful!"

Zhou Cechen pushed Shen Lilan down.

An arrow shot straight into the carriage.

Shen Lilan's eyes turned cold, assassin.

"Protect the emperor!" Tang Song shouted immediately.

Assassins attacked from all directions, none of them were dressed in black, but were dressed as ordinary people.

Zhou Cechen handed a small crossbow in his hand to Shen Lilan: "Take it."

After saying that, Zhou Cechen got off the carriage.

In an instant, the sound of weapons clashing could be heard outside the carriage.

Shen Lilan sat in the carriage and clenched the crossbow in his hand.

Countless arrows shot down, raising the dust on the ground.

Shen Lilan was observing the battle situation, and it was obvious that he was aiming for Zhou Cechen's life.

Everyone drew their swords and rushed towards Zhou Cechen.

Zhou Cechen held the sharp sword, his eyes were filled with sinister intent. The sword whistled, raising dust wherever it went.

A cold arrow shot towards Zhou Cechen, and Zhou Cechen struck it down with the force of thunder.

With a "click" sound, the knife ruthlessly broke the assassin's arrow and cut into the enemy's body.

When the knife saw blood, it quickly cut into the bodies of the surrounding assassins with great force.

Blood gushed out, splashing on Zhou Cechen's body and face.

Finally, the assassin realized that he had no chance of winning and fled in a panic.

"Walk."

Shen Lilan dropped the crossbow in his hand and ran towards Zhou Cechen.

"Are you okay?" Shen Lilan asked, looking at Zhou Cechen covered in blood.

Zhou Cechen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Shen Xilan. He moved his fingers slightly but ultimately did not reach out.

Shen Lilan hugged Zhou Cechen's waist.

"I'm dirty." Zhou Cechen was a little helpless.

"Fortunately, you are okay." Shen Lilan said while burying his head in Zhou Cechen's arms.

Hearing Shen Lilan's words, Zhou Cechen's eyes became deep, and he reached out and gently patted Shen Lilan's back.

"I'll be fine."

……

Looking at the person lying on the ground, Zhou Cechen's eyes were cold.

"I'm only going to Jiangnan next time, and he's afraid?"

Tang Song clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, they are not soldiers. They must be dead soldiers."

"Death squad..." Shen Lilan looked at Tang Song.

"Serve the master with your life."

"Who is it?" Shen Lilan asked.

"Yang Zhen." Zhou Cechen said.

"What?" Shen Lilan thought of countless people, but never thought of this answer.

"Why? He is your mother's clan."

Zhou Cechen sneered: "Mother clan, they are not worthy."

Shen Lilan looked at Zhou Cechen and his heart was filled with ripples. It was just as he had guessed, the Yang family was bound to be destroyed.

"Then..." Shen Lilan really couldn't figure out why.

"Yang Zhen is not worthy of being a human being. He killed my mother for power."

Shen Lilan looked up at Zhou Cechen, and seeing him speak so calmly, Shen Lilan felt a sour feeling in his nose.

"Nothing. I'll go change my clothes." Zhou Cechen got on the carriage.

Shen Lilan looked at Zhou Cechen's back and was speechless for a moment.

"My queen, although I have not followed the prince since childhood like Yanci, I know how difficult it has been for the prince over the years."

"When the prince was three years old, Concubine Hui died. Because of the Yang family's interference, no one in the harem adopted the prince. The prince suffered a lot in the palace. What's more hateful is that the prince has made great achievements since he joined the war, but in the end he has to give up his military power and give up his military career."

After hearing what Tang Song said, Shen Lilan clenched her palms and walked towards the carriage. In the carriage, Zhou Cechen was taking off his coat when Shen Lilan came in.

Zhou Cechen had his back to the car door and did not turn around when he heard the sound of the door opening.

Shen Lilan paused and then bent down to go in.

A pair of hands pressed on Zhou Cechen's shoulders: "I'll do it."

The inner garment was taken off, revealing a back covered with scars. Shen Xilan's heart would skip a beat every time he saw it.

It's not fear, it's heartache.

But every time Shen Lilan touched the scar, Zhou Cechen would always hold her hand, as if it was a forbidden area that could not be violated.

Shen Lilan wiped Zhou Cechen's body while enduring the sour feeling in his nose.

Her fingers trembled slightly as they touched the scar.

It is clear that having scars all over one's body is an honor that soldiers should show off, but he was forced to embark on this road of intrigue and struggle.

And the scar became his unspeakable pain.