After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Cui Rongrong unfolded the note, and the familiar handwriting appeared on the paper. The short four words "all the best" were enough to relax her frown.

She recognized Jiang Zhen's handwriting at a glance, and an inexplicable sense of security surged in her heart.

She used her inner strength to shatter the paper, and the tiny fragments fell like snowflakes. She secretly admired Jiang Zhen's cleverness.

Xifeng stood aside, quietly observing the young lady's every move with her eyes as clear as water, her voice low and full of concern.

"Miss, this is for you, right? Xifeng found it when he was making the bed this morning and placed it next to the pillow. Unfortunately, Xifeng is illiterate and doesn't know whether it is a good omen or a bad omen, so he waited until Miss finished washing up before he dared to present it to her."

Cui Rongrong smiled softly, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Xifeng, you did a great job. This is indeed for me. If you have any letters in the future, just give them to me directly."

Xifeng nodded heavily, with determination flashing in his eyes.

"Xifeng will definitely follow the young lady's orders!"

"However, does Xifeng want to learn to read? If he learns, maybe he can help the young lady more." Cui Rongrong's words were full of encouragement.

A hint of surprise and desire flashed in Xifeng's eyes.

"Yes! As long as it can help Miss, Xifeng is willing to learn anything!"

Cui Rong smiled warmly.

"Okay, I'll teach you when I have time. As for the rest, there's still a long time to go. We'll take our time."

Xifeng nodded happily, turned around and brought warm water, and continued to carefully help Cui Rongrong wash and comb her clothes.

At this moment, Cui Rongrong felt a sharp gaze staring at her through the night. Her eyes were slightly stern, and a trace of imperceptible alertness flashed between her brows, but she did not show any excessive concern.

Zhao Lin has racked his brains and used every possible means these days, but still has not been able to obtain any information of real value for Zhao Xianer.

Whenever he tried to dig deeper, he always felt like there was an invisible barrier keeping him out.

She, Cui Rong, always seemed to be able to set up the plan one step ahead, making it difficult for him to find any trace of the truth.

In order to deal with Zhao Xianer's questioning, she cleverly used Tianlang.

While Zhao Lin was asking around, the Tianlang Society quietly spread some carefully designed false information, which not only allowed Zhao Lin to gain something and not return empty-handed, but also ensured that the real secret would not be touched.

In this way, in Zhao Xianer's eyes, Cui Rong's image was cleverly portrayed as a woman who was troubled and sad because of the rumors in Kyoto, which undoubtedly bought her more time to make secret arrangements.

During the brief break when Xifeng went out to get breakfast, Cui Rong gently tapped the table.

Almost instantly, Tianlang and Zhao Lin appeared in front of her silently, their movements were swift and silent.

"I have something to say to Zhao Lin alone. Tianlang, please step back first." Cui Rong's voice was calm.

As she finished her words, Tianlang's body disappeared silently.

There was a flash of confusion and puzzlement in Zhao Lin's eyes. He tried to read something from Cui Rong's face, but there was no other emotion on that delicate face except indifference.

Although he was panicking inside, he tried to remain calm on the surface and asked, "What do you want, young lady?"

Cui Rongrong's tone remained calm: "After punishing you last time, I found that you are more diligent and conscientious than before. I understand that you are not satisfied with just being assigned to guard the courtyard. In this case, I decided to give you a new task."

When Zhao Lin heard this, a glimmer of surprise flashed in his eyes. Could it be that Cui Rongrong was finally going to let him serve as a personal bodyguard and give him more opportunities to get closer to the core secrets?

Since he was sent to Cui Rong, despite his best efforts, he has never been able to bring any valuable clues to Zhao Xianer, which makes his position in Zhao Xianer's heart increasingly embarrassing.

However, he is currently the only chess piece that can hide deep inside the Cui Mansion without being noticed. Therefore, even if Zhao Xianer is dissatisfied, she has to continue to rely on him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin felt an irrepressible joy surge in his heart.

"Miss, please give me orders. I will do my best!" he said in a firm tone.

Cui Rongrong's eyes seemed to contain deep meaning. She slowly opened her mouth and said, "At present, Yunhe is lacking a personal guard. You can fill this vacancy. After all, there are already other guards in the yard, and it won't make any difference if you are missing. It's better to let you protect Yunhe than to let your martial arts be buried here."

Zhao Lin was a little stunned for a moment. He wanted to raise an objection, but then he changed his mind and thought that protecting Cui Yunhe would not only give him more freedom of movement and no longer be trapped in Cui's house all day, but it would also be safer and more covert for him to find opportunities to report the situation to Zhao Xianer.

After weighing the pros and cons, he made a quick decision, "I obey your command."

Cui Rongrong's lips curled up into a smile, and she looked at him deeply: "Then, from today on, you will be Yunhe's secret guard. I will entrust her safety to you. If there is any mistake, I will be the first to settle the account with you."

"I understand." Zhao Lin's answer was concise and powerful.

"You can go now." Cui Rongrong said lightly, watching his back as he left, her eyes full of indifference.

Everything was just as she expected, Zhao Lin's vigilance had indeed relaxed.

Next, she only needs to use Zhao Lin's hand to influence Zhao Xian'er step by step. As for whether she can successfully cancel the engagement with Song Yanyi, Zhao Xian'er's attitude will be the key among the keys.

Cui Rong gathered her thoughts and had a plan in mind.

Now, she just had to wait patiently, because tonight, she had more important things to deal with.

As the night fell and the moonlight was dim, Cui Rong quietly sneaked into the Wen family's territory and finally found Wen Yinyang outside the study, who was buried in his copywriting.

Just as she was about to approach quietly, a sudden burst of sharp sword energy suddenly broke the silence in the room, making people feel frightened.

Cui Rongrong was agile and narrowly avoided the attack, but the sharp sword energy cut a long slit in her sleeve, revealing her delicate skin underneath.

Wen Yinyang was startled, and soon found that the person who came was Cui Rongrong. He quickly sheathed his sword, his face full of surprise and confusion, "Miss Cui, why is this? I..."

"Master Wen, don't mind it." Cui Rong interrupted him gently, her voice calm, "I came to visit you late at night because I have something important to discuss with you, Master Wen."

Seeing Cui Rongrong's serious expression, Wen Yinyang quickly invited her in, and he sat down respectfully beside her, "Please speak, Miss Cui."

Cui Rongrong said in a deep voice: "I accidentally learned that a spy from the enemy country has infiltrated the palace, and his purpose is to steal our secrets. This matter is very serious. Once confirmed, I will immediately come to inform Master Wen."