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

"If we can successfully capture this spy, it will not only be a great achievement for Master Wen, but also a major victory for the Sixth Prince and even the entire royal family."

Wen Yinyang remained silent after hearing this.

He stared at the woman in front of him, thinking to himself, "Miss Cui's selfless help, I am so grateful..."

Cui Rongrong raised a gentle smile and said softly, "The Sixth Prince and I are only engaged in a mutually beneficial cooperation. Young Master Wen is too modest, which makes me feel ashamed."

Her eyes sparkled with wisdom as she continued, "Helping you is actually paving the way for myself. In this ever-changing palace, every move must be made with caution, and all I have done is to gain more bargaining chips for myself."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yinyang frowned slightly and remained silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.

Then, his eyes gradually became firm: "Then please rest assured, Miss Cui, I will discuss this matter in detail with the Sixth Prince tomorrow, and I will definitely do my best to help you!"

He paused, then raised his doubts again, with a barely perceptible worry in his voice: "It's just that the Sixth Prince actually stood idly by when someone from the border tried to assassinate General Cui. Does Miss Cui really not mind at all?"

This question weighed heavily on his mind, making it difficult for him to let it go.

He was puzzled. Since Cui Rong already knew the secret plot between Song Yanchen and Mu Fan, why could she still choose to cooperate with Song Yanchen so calmly?

After all, if Song Yanchen can ignore Cui Min today, who can guarantee that he won’t kill Cui Rongrong in the future?

Thinking of this, Wen Yinyang's eyes turned cold instantly, and a resolute will to protect arose in his heart.

He must not let such a tragedy happen!

Facing Wen Yinyang's worry, Cui Rong's face remained calm beyond her age. She spoke slowly and confidently, "I know very well that he can't do that, so I don't take it to heart. What's more, the Sixth Prince is both wise and brave. If he wants to win me over, he will naturally not agree to the unreasonable demands of those barbarians."

She gently lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes concealed the complex emotions in her eyes.

Deep in her memory, in her previous life, Song Yanyi, in order to ascend to the throne, did not hesitate to kill the Cui clan and wipe out the roots to prevent future troubles.

The entanglement with border forces is self-evident.

Cui Rong secretly clenched her fists, then raised her head and looked at Wen Yinyang firmly: "I'll leave this matter to Master Wen. Please don't tell the Sixth Prince about my existence. It's really inconvenient for me to intervene directly, so as to avoid unnecessary troubles and troubles to our plan."

After saying that, she stood up and was about to leave, but was stopped by Wen Yinyang's voice.

"I have always believed that women are not incapable of participating in political affairs. Women can also care about the country and the people, just as good as men." Wen Yinyang's words were sincere and earnest, which made people admire him.

Cui Rong's steps paused slightly, and she turned around in surprise, only to see Wen Yinyang's sincere face. She couldn't help but chuckle, "Mr. Wen is really straightforward. I will keep your words in mind."

Then, she slowly walked out of the room, and her figure gradually blended into the night.

Wen Yinyang looked at the room that had returned to peace, a barely perceptible smile forming on the corner of his mouth.

The next day, he came to the palace and relayed Cui Rong's intention to Song Yanchen.

Hearing this, Song Yanchen raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

"Is it true?" he asked, with a hint of inquiry in his voice.

Wen Yinyang nodded solemnly, his tone firm: "If it wasn't true, how could I dare to tell the Sixth Prince such news? If the Sixth Prince can catch the spy who stole the secret, His Majesty will definitely value you more. In this way, you will be one step closer to the throne."

After years of companionship, Wen Yinyang knows how to touch Song Yanchen's heart with words.

Hearing this, Song Yanchen narrowed his eyes slightly. He had already started to think in his mind, but a satisfied smile appeared on his face and he patted Wen Yinyang on the shoulder.

"If this is true, then you have done a great deed! When the time comes, I will definitely reward you handsomely!"

Wen Yinyang smiled and replied, "Being able to help the Sixth Prince solve his problems and realize his wish is the best reward for me. Time is of the essence. Please ask the Sixth Prince to immediately order the secret guards to closely monitor the Imperial Study and the Diligent Administration Hall to ensure that if any spies are found, they can be captured immediately."

Song Yanchen nodded in agreement: "That makes sense. I will arrange secret guards immediately and will not let the spies take advantage of any opportunity!"

Afterwards, the two men strode out side by side. Wen Yinyang's eyes swept across the neatly arranged team of secret guards, and his voice was steady and powerful: "You must always remain vigilant. Except for me and His Majesty entering and leaving the Qinzheng Hall and the Imperial Study, any other abnormal situation must be reported immediately. Even a mosquito flying in must not be let go!"

"Yes, sir!" the secret guards answered in unison and then disappeared into the night.

Song Yanchen turned to Wen Yinyang and said, "Let's go."

He strode out of the palace with big strides, and Wen Yinyang followed closely behind him, and soon they arrived at the imperial palace.

Among the ministers, Wen Yinyang stood quietly, listening to the heated debate between the two sides.

The two sides are evenly matched, and on the surface, the Sixth Prince seems to have a slight advantage.

However, Song Yanyi is the crown prince after all, and with the queen behind him, the current predicament is only temporary for him.

Therefore, Song Yanchen must do his best to stand out in the peak battle for power.

However, there were serious differences of opinion in the court. One side insisted that the great country of Bian Tang should not succumb to foreign threats and advocated sending troops directly to eliminate future troubles.

The other side believes that we should avoid being mired in war again and wasting national strength, and advocates resolving border issues through peaceful negotiations.

Huang Di rubbed his temples, pressing his fingers gently on the place that ached slightly from thinking for a long time, and sighed in distress.

His eyes looked through the high windows of the palace, as if penetrating through layers of bricks and tiles, looking at the distant and uneasy frontier.

"Although those people on the border don't dare to invade our residents blatantly, they keep causing petty disturbances, making people panic. When will you be able to figure out a foolproof plan?" His words revealed fatigue.

"I'm not going to sit here and listen to your endless arguments!" Huangdi's voice suddenly rose.

After this outburst of anger, the ministers who were originally arguing immediately fell silent, their faces showing fear. They knelt on the ground and begged the emperor to calm down.

Huangdi's expression became even more gloomy. His sharp eyes swept over the ministers kneeling on the ground one by one, and finally stopped on the two princes - Song Yanyi and Song Yanchen.