With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

"That house is something ordinary people can't buy at all. The guards inside are very respectful to Miss Qin. I don't know how she managed to do that." Xiao Qing reported the news to Pei Hui through a door.

This wasn't the case before, and he didn't know what was going on with his master, but he didn't dare to ask too many questions out of curiosity, assuming that his master had his own ideas.

He returned because Qin Zhen moved into the house in the west of the city, so he sent someone to tell him that he would live there from now on and asked him to go back and report.

Xiao Qing left someone to guard the place, then rushed back to report. He felt something was wrong and was afraid of ruining his master's plans.

Pei Hui, inside the room, frowned, also wondering who Qin Zhen had gotten involved with.

But what he was thinking about wasn't what Qin Zhen had that made him so respected, but rather that there were other people like him who had gone to find Qin Zhen.

Knowing Qin Zhen's constitution, not many people would want to miss out, right?

Unfortunately, he was ambushed, and the perpetrator has yet to be identified.

Seeing that the Crown Prince's health wouldn't hold out much longer, they couldn't afford to delay. Fortunately, he was reborn; as long as everything was planned in advance, his brothers wouldn't be a match for him. At worst, they could be eliminated when the opportunity arose, after all, he had Ye Shuangzhou by his side, who was exceptionally skilled in both medicine and poison.

I don't know what illness Mo Ying has that made Ye Shuangzhou stay there to observe her.

"We can't worry about Qin Zhen for now. Just have someone keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn't disappear," Pei Hui said.

Qin Zhen is very important, but right now he really can't care about so much. As long as she is in the capital, it's not too late to do some things after he takes that position.

"Yes, master."

A mysterious guest arrived at a house in the western part of the capital.

At this moment, the guest sat down in front of Azhen, and she was taking his pulse. His wrist was thin and pale, almost translucent, with clearly visible veins. Looking at his gaunt face, it was obvious that he was not in good health.

Of course, this is only on the surface. After Azhen's help in treatment, the other person's illness has been cured, and now all that is needed is to slowly recuperate.

The man before you is none other than the Crown Prince, Pei Ling.

He was born with an illness, and was even poisoned. Even with the help of imperial physicians, he was predicted not to live past the age of twenty-five.

He is already twenty-four this year.

Whether it's the first playthrough or the second playthrough, Pei Ling did indeed die at the age of twenty-five.

Aside from his frail health, he was indeed exceptionally talented, which made him all the more of a pity. With his physique, let alone governing the country, it would be a miracle if he could even attend a court assembly.

Pei Ling was the son of the deceased empress. The empress was poisoned in the past, which can be seen as her taking the blame for the current emperor. The emperor and empress had a very good relationship back then, which shows how important Pei Ling was to the emperor.

In the second cycle, after Pei Ling's death, the emperor also passed away in less than two years.

During her last visit to the capital, Azhen, after learning about Pei Ling, concluded that he was indeed a good person, and thus approached him. Of course, she also used some methods to make the sickly crown prince trust her.

"Miss Qin, my seventh brother has been claiming to be ill lately. Is it related to you?" Pei Ling asked, his eyes full of curiosity.

Someone as capable as Qin Zhen, surely no one wouldn't be wary of him? Pei Ling is no exception.

However, when a person surpasses human limits by too much, making it impossible for others to resist, then fear becomes useless.

From initial unease and hesitation, Pei Ling is now able to face Qin Zhen with composure.

After all, given her existence, what couldn't she do? Moreover, after spending time with her, he didn't think this Miss Qin would do anything to threaten the country.

That's enough.

I remember that my seventh brother was quite troublesome about half a year ago, secretly making a lot of small moves. But since he was someone who wouldn't live past twenty-five, I didn't pay much attention to him, after all, it was pointless to argue.

But now things are strange. With only a year left until the death of the sickly crown prince, as predicted by the imperial physicians, his brothers have all started to take action. It is strange that the seventh brother is now claiming to be ill.

After much thought, upon learning that Miss Qin had returned, he decided to come here to ask, his intuition telling him that the answer would be here.

When talking to Miss Qin, don't beat around the bush, just be direct. This is the experience he learned from his interactions with her.

Azhen smiled and said, "It has something to do with me. If your seventh brother's situation is exposed, he will probably have no chance of getting the throne."

This piqued Pei Ling's curiosity. What had she done?
Seeing that A-Zhen wouldn't say anything more, Pei Ling gently shook his head and decided to arrange for someone to investigate himself.

Now that his illness has been cured, he looks weak but is still a healthy person. As the crown prince, he has no reason to give up his position and must hold on to everything tightly.

Suddenly, A-Zhuang looked up at the roof.

Pei Ling noticed this action and immediately gave a wink to the person next to her.

The guard beside him leaped onto the roof with a light touch of his toes. He was about to grab the person who was hiding when the person dodged him and flew directly towards Azhen's location.

"There's an assassin!" Pei Ling shouted, and all the guards outside rushed in. "Protect Miss Qin."

Although Miss Qin is very capable and shouldn't need protection, after all, she once broke into the palace alone in the dead of night without anyone noticing, she is very skilled.

However, when dealing with a highly accomplished person, one must be mindful of their attitude and show them sufficient respect and importance in order to make them feel comfortable and thus be willing to befriend them.

Azhen didn't attack the person. When the person reached her, he simply removed his mask, revealing an ordinary face, and greeted Azhen with a smile.

"I'm sorry to have frightened Miss Qin," Jiang Xun said. "I saw that Miss Qin was being stopped earlier and brought here. I was worried and came to check on her."

He wasn't lying, but he knew she should be able to handle it. He still couldn't help but come over to check on her, afraid that something might happen.

"I see." Azhen invited Jiang Xun to sit down and then briefly introduced him to Pei Ling.

Pei Ling had already sensed something was off between the two. He also had a Crown Princess, someone he loved, and he immediately understood what was going on.

But when her gaze fell upon Jiang Xun's unremarkable face, she paused for a moment. This face really didn't suit Miss Qin.

Is there something commendable about the other party?
His martial arts skills were indeed quite good; after all, if it weren't for Miss Qin's glance, none of his men would have been able to detect Jiang Xun's whereabouts.

Her face is just too ordinary.

You can't even find them in a crowd.

If it weren't in front of them, he would have asked Miss Qin if she wanted to choose one of the several young men he knew who possessed both good looks and talent in martial arts.
Jiang Xun observed Pei Ling with some caution for a while, but when he realized that the other party was just very respectful to Azhen, he relaxed completely.

He also noticed that Pei Ling was staring at his face, as if she was very dissatisfied with his appearance, as if she was feeling sorry for someone.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Jiang Xun's mind, and then a look of realization crossed his eyes. So that's how it is.

If it weren't for the inappropriateness of the occasion, he would have liked to remove the mask from his face; his appearance was really not so ordinary.

Actually, it's not bad.

I can't forget anything I've ever seen.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have covered it up. (End of Chapter)