Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

It turned out that the person outside the carriage window was not His Highness.

Eyes lowered.

For some reason, Xia Zhiyuan felt a little disappointed in his heart, but he could understand that His Highness must be very busy now.

I can't cause trouble for His Highness.

Now that the emperor was buried, Prince Wen and all the local foreign kings, princes, and royal relatives who were able to arrive were present.

If my guess is correct, either today or tomorrow, those people...who have ulterior motives will definitely rise up in rebellion.

Even more risky, these people might choose a day during His Highness's coronation ceremony to rise up in rebellion, overthrow the throne, and point their swords directly at the imperial city.

"Miss Xia, this is a gift from His Highness. Please open it and take a look."

Xiao Liuzi was standing outside. The morning wind and frost made his face turn a little purple. He pursed his lips tightly and gave a reminder.

Palace maids shouldn't be so gossipy. Judging from the robe he's wearing, it's of a fairly high rank and he's always been a leader among the eunuchs.

After being reminded of this, Xia Zhiyuan became suspicious and wondered...why didn't His Highness send a shadow guard to deliver the brocade box, but instead sent a eunuch to deliver the brocade box eagerly.

Is there some deeper meaning behind this?

The slender fingertips fell on the brocade box. The patterns on it were exactly the same as those commonly used in the palace. They were exquisite and intricate. When the fingers rested on them, one could even feel the lifelike petals.

Xia Zhiyuan gently pried open the brocade box, lowered his brows and glanced around. He saw fragrant and tempting white cakes placed on both sides, and in the middle, lying quietly, an inky Bi'an token.

This is - a token that can be used to command the shadow guards. Xia Zhiyuan's finger fell on the Bi'an token, and he saw a line of small words engraved on the end of the ink-colored token.

Changlin.

This is His Highness's name.

It is also a symbol of power.

The golden font engraved into the ink-colored token is eye-catching and dazzling.

It seems that this was indeed sent by His Highness.

Shadow Guard transfer order, could it be that... Your Highness guessed that someone would rebel today?

"I understand. Go and report to His Highness that the snacks are delicious."

Xia Zhiyuan picked up the ink-colored token. She glanced at the thin eunuch outside the car window. A thin black rope was tied around his chin. A wisp of white air came out of his nostrils, and the morning breeze was chilly.

The young eunuch raised his sleeves high and inserted his palms into it, then bent over.

"Yes, Miss Xia, I will definitely bring it to you."

"The slave retire."

Since His Highness sent this eunuch here, it proves that this eunuch is either unaware of the situation or is His Highness's man. If he had sent a shadow guard, it would have been too blatant.

There are countless eyes watching this imperial mausoleum, and any slight movement will alert the enemy.

Xia Zhiyuan clearly remembered that there was such a plot in the original novel, that is, the male protagonist was ordered to be transferred back to the border area.

It was sent by Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was already the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace at that time.

Originally, the plan was to have the hero return to the border to mobilize troops, but no one expected that the once loyal and brave Marquis would also rebel.

The first thing the hero did after gaining complete control of the military power was to set up his own faction and rise up in rebellion.

If ordinary people were stationed in the border areas, they would naturally not dare to rebel, because once they raised their troops to attack the imperial court, the barbarian tribes behind them would rise up and attack them.

Kill them by surprise.

By that time, the imperial court and the barbarians will besiege him from both sides, and even such a powerful general will not be able to escape death.

But, the male protagonist is the male protagonist after all.

Even the princess of the barbarian tribe liked the hero, so she let him go and ordered the tribe to withdraw their troops and retreat three hundred miles.

Set up camp.

Xia Zhiyuan's eyes narrowed.

And...if the timeline is moved forward, then now is the time when the barbarians are fighting fiercely for the position of Khan.

……

The white sails were dancing in the air, and a pair of shadow guards following behind Zhao Changlin had already tied white silk on their arms as a moment of silence for His Majesty the Emperor.

Since his father's death, Zhao Changlin had only seen two sides of the corpse. The first side was the pale, bloody hand, and the second side was his father wearing the emperor's burial clothes.

As quiet as a rotten dead tree, she lay in the coffin, wearing bright yellow clothes and a gold-threaded hair crown, just as her father had willed many years ago.

The clothes he was changed into were those of a young man, with his long hair standing up high.

"I don't want to go to see your mother as an old man."

These were my father’s last words before his death. There was no more to say.

Watching the emperor's coffin being gradually carried into the underground palace, Zhao Changlin turned around and looked back. The scene was as white as snow, and down the stairs were all the civil and military officials of the court.

Except for officials above the fourth rank who had not expressed their views on his succession, Zhao Changlin already roughly knew what the other officials below the fifth rank were thinking.

"Tomorrow will be my coronation ceremony."

"Everyone, do you have any objections?"

"If you are dissatisfied, you can express your opinion in front of the emperor's mausoleum."

Zhao Changlin placed her hand on the hilt of her sword, looking calm and composed, without a trace of sadness on her face.

This calm and composed appearance surprised the ministers who had rarely seen Her Royal Highness the Princess. They stammered and didn't know what to say.

They licked their lips and felt that the cold wind this morning was particularly biting, making their legs tremble.

"Your Highness, I will die as a warning!"

Fan Fang, wearing a white robe and with his hands folded, stood out from the court officials. He looked loyal and courageous, as if he was not afraid at all of Zhao Changlin, who was holding a long blade and a large number of soldiers.

"Your Highness should not be crowned as Emperor!"

"What I said was for the sake of the whole nation. A woman's kindness cannot shoulder the responsibility of a country!"

"If Your Highness really cares about Daliang, he should voluntarily abdicate and let others take over!"

The cold wind blew, and the white flag continued to be blown by the wind, with the tassels dancing.

Zhao Changlin was not angry when he heard her words. He just smiled slightly, but there was murderous intent in his eyes.

"Well, then according to what Dong Ke Da Shi said, when people reach old age, they lose energy and suffer from headaches and fevers. Should they also take the initiative to resign their positions and give way to others?"

Fan Fang had prepared a lot of speeches, but unexpectedly, Zhao Changlin didn't fall into the trap at all and didn't fall into the situation of proving himself. Instead, he drew inferences from his past and started to question him.

But he was a veteran after all. He quickly went over what he was going to say in his mind. Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Changlin retorted.

"Also, I wonder how the Dongge Grand Secretary determined what a 'virtuous' person is. Could it be that the foolish and silly prince has also read the books of sages and is a sage?"

"I entered the Imperial Academy as an auditor at the age of twelve. If it were true, the Grand Secretary of the Dongge would have been my classmate."

These words made Fan Fang's face turn red. If it weren't for his father begging the emperor again and again, he would never have been able to enter the Hanlin Academy.

This is also his weak point and his scar.

Now, His Highness has mentioned it in front of the whole world. How can he not feel ashamed?