The female anchor turned into the dean of an ancient academy

When Cen Jiexiao arrived at the princess's bedroom, she saw Princess Jue Ling reclining on the couch, but she herself looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Your humble servant greets Her Royal Highness the Princess." Cen Jiexiao bowed slightly and spoke in a respectful tone.

"Sister Xiao, there's no need to be so polite. Please take a seat." He gestured to Sister Cen to take a seat.

"Jue Ling called me here, what's the matter?" Cen Jiexiao asked straight to the point.

Princess Jue Ling looked at Sister Cen deeply and said slowly, "Sister Cen, the person who tried to assassinate me yesterday might have been one of Mo Lei's men."

A flicker of surprise flashed across Cen Jiexiao's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She calmly asked, "Oh? Who is this person? How could they be so bold as to attempt to assassinate Her Royal Highness the Princess amidst the heavy guards?"

With Sister Cen Xiao's acting skills at the level of a "movie queen", with more experience, she can really win the Best Actress Award at the Hundred Flowers Awards.

"The assassin's martial arts style is like..." Princess Jue Ling said this and deliberately paused to observe Cen Jiexiao's reaction.

Cen Jiexiao didn't even blink, but asked anxiously, "Like what?"

Princess Jue Ling lowered her voice and said word by word, "Looks like... the assassins under the command of Liao Dan State Master."

Cen Jiexiao laughed inwardly, but remained expressionless. She only revealed a look of shock: "State Master of Liaodan Kingdom? How is this possible? Why would they…"

Princess Jue Ling waved her hand, interrupting her, her tone filled with fatigue and helplessness: "This is a long story, and I can't explain it in just a few words."

She paused and continued, "Sister Xiao, you are very resourceful. Is there any way to find out the truth about this?"

Cen Jiexiao pretended to be in deep thought for a while before slowly saying, "Jue Ling, I do have an idea, but..."

"Just what? Sister Xiao, just tell me." Princess Jue Ling said anxiously.

"But doing this is too risky. If we are not careful, we will alert the enemy. After all, the two countries have just reached a ceasefire, and we are afraid that it will cause diplomatic emergencies." Cen Jiexiao said in a serious tone.

"As long as the truth can be found out and justice is done to me, I am willing to take any risk! As for the diplomatic affairs between the two countries, I will go to my royal brother and make it clear in advance." A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Princess Jue Ling's eyes.

"In that case, I'll dare to offer a suggestion." Cen Jiexiao said, leaning close to Princess Jue Ling's ear and whispering her plan.

In the next few days, the entire Linkang Prefecture was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

Princess Jue Ling announced to the public that she was seriously injured and needed rest, and declined all visits. At the same time, she secretly sent people to investigate the Liaodan Kingdom delegation.

Cen Jiexiao arranged for Lu Qingyun to pretend to be an assassin and deliberately left some "clues" near Princess Jue Ling's bedroom to trick Princess Jue Ling into believing that the assassination was really done by the Liaodan Kingdom.

Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner according to Cen Jiexiao's plan.

Princess Jue Ling, who was in the middle of the game, had no idea that she had stepped step by step into the "trap" carefully woven for her by Cen Jiexiao.

On this day, Princess Jue Ling received a secret report that the antidote to "Soul-Drunken Incense" was found in the residence of the Liaodan Kingdom's delegation.

"It's them!" Princess Jue Ling slammed the table and stood up, her anger almost burning her sanity to ashes.

A dangerous glint flashed in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Alright, very good! Liaodan Kingdom, since you dare to attack me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Seeing Princess Jue Ling's expression at the moment, Bi Tao felt a little worried and could not help but persuade her, "Princess, this matter is of great importance. You must think twice before acting!"

"Think twice? Ha!" Princess Jue Ling sneered, "If I don't teach them a lesson this time, they'll really think I'm a soft persimmon that can be manipulated at will!"

Bitao wanted to persuade her further, but was stopped by Princess Jueling's sharp look.

Princess Jue Ling was enraged. She pushed aside Bi Tao who tried to dissuade her and rushed to the imperial study in the palace. Her skirt fluttered, and the peonies embroidered with gold thread seemed to be in full bloom, burning all the way to the door of the imperial study. The guards at the door had never seen the princess lose her composure like this. They were so frightened that they knelt down to salute, but they did not dare to stop her. Princess Jue Ling pushed open the heavy carved wooden door and rushed into the imperial study, her cries echoing throughout the room: "Brother! You must make the decision for me!"

She was crying so hard that her eyes were filled with tears. Her carefully applied makeup was smudged. The originally delicate makeup was now like a wall washed by rain. The black marks made her look even more miserable. She looked like a peacock drenched by rain, losing her former brightness and beauty.

Chai Zhen was reviewing memorials when he heard Princess Jue Ling's cries, and he felt a surge of irritation. He couldn't stand his sister crying so much; it was completely unbecoming of a royal family. In terms of composure and overall perspective, Princess Yunyang was indeed far superior to Jue Ling. But no matter how imperfect Jue Ling was, she was still his biological sister, born of the same mother. As a brother, he couldn't really ignore her.

Chai Zhen put down the red brush in his hand, rubbed his brow, and said with a hint of impatience: "Alright, it's not a big deal, why do you have to come to me to mourn? Look at yourself now, you don't have the slightest bit of princess demeanor!"

"Royal brother! How can this be considered a 'big deal'?" Upon hearing this, Princess Jue Ling burst into tears, her tears falling like pearls from a broken string. "How dare those people from Liaodan send assassins to kill me! They clearly don't take our Great Zhou seriously! If they dared to attack me this time, they will definitely attack you next time!"

"How dare you!" Chai Zhen slammed the table and shouted angrily, "You are a princess, and you speak without restraint in front of outsiders. How can you be so unruly!"

Princess Jue Ling was stunned by Chai Zhen's anger, and then she cried even louder: "Royal brother, you are so mean to me! You are so mean to me for those barbarians! I am your own sister!"

Chai Zhen took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and softened his tone: "Alright, alright, stop crying. I know what's going on. I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."

Chai Zhen waved his hand, signaling Princess Jue Ling to remain calm. He knew this matter was serious, but he also knew that rekindling a conflict with the Liaodan Kingdom would be unwise for the Great Zhou.

After Princess Jue Ling left, Chai Zhen immediately summoned his ministers to discuss the matter. Cen Jiexiao stood in the court, observing the reactions of those present with a calm demeanor. As expected, this incident caused a great uproar within the court. The pro-war faction, naturally, harbored a deep hatred for the Liao and Dan states, eager to dispatch troops and crush them immediately. Meanwhile, the pro-peace faction feared the negative impact that another war would have on the Great Zhou.

The two factions, each holding their own view, argued endlessly, and for a moment, the court was as lively as a boiling pot. "Your Majesty, I believe that the Liaodan Kingdom's actions are a clear provocation to our Great Zhou! If they are not severely punished, I am afraid it will chill the hearts of the people!"

"Lord Zhao, you're wrong!" An official in crimson robes stepped forward and retorted, "When two countries are at war, envoys are not executed. Moreover, now that the two countries have just reached a truce, if we stir up trouble again over a trivial matter, wouldn't the world laugh at our Great Zhou for being intolerant?"

"Hmph, Lord Liu, that's just a nice thing to say!" Lord Zhao snorted coldly, "Could it be that I, the dignified Princess of the Great Zhou, am just a 'small matter' in your eyes?"