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

It turned out that there was a traitor in the Ministry of War.

In this case, what Zhiyuan said is very true. It is so blatant and arrogant, and it is a deception.

It is indeed something that only "generals" can do.

I'm afraid that the arrows shipped to the northern frontier have disappeared, and even the Minister of Works Liu Huixuan is not aware of it.

"In that case, Your Highness, why don't you check when these arrows were cast and when they were shipped to other places?"

"If the casting date and the shipping date are correct, then it was done by the Ministry of War... However, there must be someone in the Ministry of Works to assist."

Xia Zhiyuan lazily lay on His Highness' body, smelling the pleasant fragrance on His Highness' body, feeling happy.

Your Highness is truly a smart man, he understands everything immediately.

It’s still most comfortable to talk to smart people.

"Yes, you are more careful than me, Zhiyuan."

“I should have known that being able to do things right under the nose of Jinzhou Imperial City could never be something a group of Jianghu people could do.”

"Although they are well organized and disciplined, they are not bold enough to challenge the royal firearms and artillery with their martial arts and internal strength."

Having said this, Zhao Changlin paused.

Now is the time of my father's burial. If the person behind the scenes does not want to be caught by the shadow guards, he will take action tonight and delete the files that the shadow guards want to check.

Burning it all to fire would be the best choice for that person.

If you steal the files alone and run away, it will give people a handle and point the finger at you. No one with a brain would do that.

Taking the risk of burning down the archives would only clear out all the old stuff that you had done in the past.

"I'm afraid they will take action tonight when the moon is dark and the wind is strong."

Xia Zhiyuan naturally understood what His Highness meant, so she slowly rubbed His Highness's wrists to relieve Zhao Changlin's soreness from days of writing.

The tone was gentle, yet guiding.

"Your Highness, at this point, it is most important to send people to guard the archives of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Works. If Zhiyuan is the one holding the chess pieces, he will definitely send out the Deadpool."

"Whether His Highness is captured alive or captured alive, the man who set fire to the archives will surely seek death."

What Xia Zhiyuan said is true.

Zhao Changlin naturally understood.

If the people in the underworld outside the palace did not understand the methods of the shadow guards, it would make sense, but since the traitor is inside the palace and above the court.

How could he not understand the Shadow Guard's methods?

No matter how tight-lipped a person is, or whether they are a thief, once they enter the Shadow Guard's prison, they will tell the truth.

Therefore, the thief who came to "erase the traces" must be a Deadpool.

"it is good."

"It can't be any later."

Zhao Changlin finally turned around, looked at Xia Zhiyuan's face and smiled.

She had never felt Zhiyuan was so far away from her before, until the moment Zhiyuan left her and left the palace, Zhao Changlin realized that she had begun to miss Xia Zhiyuan so much without knowing when.

"Your brain is smarter than a rabbit. I'm afraid you can become a top scholar in the imperial examination."

"No, Zhiyuan is probably no less talented than the number one scholar."

One who turns a deaf ear to the world outside and only reads the books of sages.

There may not be such a delicate mind, where every step is a chess game and every step is a game.

"It's cold at night... Can Zhiyuan go with His Highness?"

If he couldn't pry open Deadpool's mouth, he could still use the system. Xia Zhiyuan made up his mind that at least he had to know who was plotting against him behind His Highness.

Who on earth wants to kill me?

Zhao Changlin, who originally wanted to refuse, looked at the determined look in Xia Zhiyuan's eyes and finally did not refuse.

"Well, you and I will go together."

"Wear soft armor and are not allowed to take it off."

Even though it was the relaxed prince, the command was still so majestic that Xia Zhiyuan nodded and loosened his fingertips.

He then held up Zhao Changlin's wrist and blew twice. The warm breath brushed against his skin. Zhao Changlin endured the itch and did not pull his hand away.

"Your Highness cares about Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan is naturally very happy, but Your Highness, you must also take care of your health."

"Your hand injury has healed, Your Highness must not overwork."

"Okay?"

She blinked, a little playfully, her eyes deep yet sincere, as if she had a thousand words to say, but they only turned into a greeting.

……

Gu Zhao was wearing white mourning clothes and holding a candle, standing in the dim room.

The candlelight flickers and the figures are vague.

He looked directly at the person in front of him, and even though he was furious, he did not utter a single dirty word.

After all, there is a huge difference between the two people's identities.

"You can only cut off your tail to survive, Your Majesty."

"If His Highness finds out that I interfered in this matter, I'm afraid... my position as the commander-in-chief will be in jeopardy."

The Deadpool he just sent out was his capable subordinate. If this man fails, he will be at the end of his rope.

King Wen, who was sitting opposite, looked at the black and white pieces intertwined in front of him in the dim firelight and shook his head.

"We lost this game."

"It seems that if this woman is not eliminated, she will become a great worry for the king in the future."

"Do you know...why she insisted on leaving the city?"

"This has nothing to do with what was written in the letter from the Loyal and Brave Marquis. She is not here for love."

King Wen stood up and used his broad palm to sweep all the chess pieces on the board into the Go pot beside him. The black and white characters were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish between black and white.

"That's for...?"

Gu Zhao had already guessed it in his mind and was not surprised at what King Wen said. This was why he wanted to kill Xia Zhiyuan to eliminate the trouble forever.

"Asking the Marquis of Loyalty to pledge allegiance to His Highness... This makes sense. After all, the Marquis of Loyalty's position is unclear. If he supports His Highness's succession to the throne, it would not be impossible for him to form a marriage relationship with the Minister in the future."

“This can be considered as a success.”

Placing the candle on the table, Gu Zhao sat down, rubbing his temples, thinking about the news he had received about General Sima in recent days.

He frowned.

"But... I'm curious, how did Miss Xia convince the General's Mansion? Could it be that she, a legitimate daughter, was willing to become a concubine of the Marquis' Mansion?"

"Let the daughter of the general's mansion become the wife of the marquis' mansion?"

"Isn't this ridiculous?"

King Wen did not respond immediately. Instead, he took out a piece of letter paper from his sleeve and placed his fingers on the table.

With the dim light, Gu Zhao took a quick glance and saw clearly the words written above, and his heart skipped a beat.

Why didn't he think of that?

If this is true... then General Sima is too bold. How can a general dare to seize power and usurp the throne?

Aren’t you really afraid that the local princes will raise their troops to attack you at that time?

"Nuozimu only sent his own troops back to the city along a small path, away from the eyes and ears."

"If my men were not smart, we might not be able to catch this strange force at this moment."

"This proves that old man Nuo Zimu still has doubts in his heart and dares not transfer all his soldiers back to Jinzhou."

"But...what if that girl from the Xia family also knows about this?"

The shadow of the candle was reflected in his cloudy eyes.