Who put the yellow robe on me?

Jiang Chen turned around and saw a woman in purple brocade approaching. She was beautiful, with a heroic look between her eyebrows. It was the Thirteenth Princess Jiang Sirou.

"Sixteenth brother, come with me, I have something to tell you." Jiang Sirou's voice was crisp and firm. She looked straight at Jiang Chen, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly, glanced at Xianyu Linyuan and Xuanyuan Feiyan beside him calmly, and said with a hint of nonchalantness: "Thirteenth sister, they have both surrendered to Daliang. If you have anything to say, just say it directly."

Xianyu Linyuan and Xuanyuan Feiyan looked at each other, both with confusion in their eyes.

They sensed the subtle change in the atmosphere but said nothing.

Jiang Sirou frowned slightly, her tone firm and unquestionable: "No, everyone get out."

Her voice was not loud, but it was full of authority.

Then, she turned to the guards and attendants around her, her eyes sharp: "Can't you hear what this princess said?"

The guards looked at each other, not daring to disobey, and bowed their heads in greeting: "Yes, Your Highness."

Jiang Chen was about to speak, and seemed to want to say something else, but Jiang Sirou took the lead, with a hint of anxiety in her eyes: "Sixteenth brother, Xiao Wei'er sent me a letter by carrier pigeon."

Jiang Chen's heart suddenly sank, as if struck by something. His pupils contracted slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He suppressed his shock and nodded calmly, "Hmm..."

He turned to Xianyu Linyuan and Xuanyuan Feiyan and said, "General Xianyu, General Xuanyuan, you should return to your residence and rest first. Tomorrow morning, we will leave Liangzhou City and return to the capital. The rest of the soldiers will rest in the city for a day."

Xian Yulinyuan sensed the strangeness in Jiang Chen's tone and felt puzzled, but he still saluted respectfully with his fists clasped together: "Yes, Your Highness."

Xuanyuan Feiyan also saluted: "I obey your command."

Jiang Chen waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave.

In an instant, everyone in the courtyard retreated, leaving only Jiang Chen and Princess Thirteen.

A breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness. The air seemed to still be filled with the noise of the crowd, but it soon returned to calm.

Jiang Sirou looked at Jiang Chen, her eyes filled with mixed emotions. She sighed softly and slowly walked to the stone table beside her. Her fingers gently brushed the teacup on the table, feeling the coolness of the touch.

……

Jiang Sirou took a step closer, with a complex emotion in her eyes, and said softly: "Sixteenth brother, I received a letter from Xiao Wei'er this morning."

Jiang Chen knew very well that Xiao Wei'er was the Prime Minister's favorite granddaughter. If the news came from her, it must be of great significance.

He tried to remain calm, his expression expressionless, and said to Princess Thirteen, "Oh? Thirteenth Sister, what does the letter say?"

Jiang Sirou sighed softly, without revealing the contents of the letter, her eyes wandering a little: "After the first two recall gold medals, Brother Xiaodan told me about the situation over there."

Jiang Chen nodded, thinking to himself. He had long known about the feelings between Zhong Xiaodan and Princess Thirteen, so it wasn't surprising that they exchanged letters.

"I felt that this matter was very strange, so I sent a pigeon letter to Xiao Wei'er, asking her to go to her grandfather to inquire about the situation. After all, Lord He is the head of the civil officials, so he is naturally more informed about the situation in the palace." Jiang Sirou continued, with a hint of anxiety in her voice.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, secretly alert.

Then, Jiang Sirou said tremblingly: "But who knows, Sixteenth Brother, someone in the capital saw a fake Sixteenth Prince, and..."

She paused, a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and she seemed reluctant to continue.

Jiang Chen's heartbeat quickened, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, and asked, "And what?"

Jiang Sirou bit her lip and finally mustered up the courage to say, "There are also rumors that the Sixteenth Prince in the capital is the real one, and you are the fake one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen felt a buzzing in his head, as if a huge stone weighing a thousand pounds was pressing down on his heart. He had long been worried that his identity would be exposed, but he didn't expect it to happen.

He quickly adjusted his mood and pretended to be very angry and said, "Damn it! Someone actually pretended to be me! What is the Ministry of Personnel for? Can't they find out who is impersonating me?"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, and his tone was full of indignation, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with someone impersonating him.

When Princess Thirteen saw Jiang Chen’s angry look, she felt a lot more at ease.

She walked forward, patted his shoulder gently, and said softly, "Sixteenth brother, don't worry. In this letter, Xiao Wei'er didn't know the details and said that she would continue to ask grandpa to find out the inside story."

Jiang Chen thought to himself: It might not be a bad thing if I could find out what Prime Minister He is thinking.

He looked at Jiang Sirou and smiled gratefully. "Okay, Thirteenth Sister, when I return to Beijing, I will definitely find out who is so blind as to pretend to be me! I will cut him into pieces!"

The Thirteenth Princess then said, "Sixteenth Brother, I will go back with you, back to the capital together."

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned and thought to himself, this Thirteenth Princess has been on good terms with me recently. If she returns to Beijing, maybe she can lend me a hand at a critical moment.

He smiled and said, "That's fine, Thirteenth Sister. You've made a lot of contributions to the Western Regions during this expedition. We've been away for several months now, and it's time to go back and see Father and the others."

Jiang Sirou nodded, her eyes revealing determination: "Well, let's go back together. However, you must be careful. The other brothers will not give up this opportunity to bring you down."

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in his mind: "It seems that we must act as soon as possible."

Jiang Sirou nodded: "I will assist you secretly, but you must also pay attention to your own safety."

Jiang Chen said gratefully, "Thank you, Thirteenth Sister."

Jiang Chen's eyes were deep, and he was secretly thinking in his heart: After returning to Beijing, he must find a way to solve the identity problem as soon as possible, otherwise once it is confirmed that he is an imposter, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After seeing Jiang Sirou off, Jiang Chen returned to his room, sat at the table, and stared at the candlelight in a daze.

"Right now, the most important thing is to understand the situation in the capital," he thought to himself. "If someone can find the 'real Sixteenth Prince', then who is he? And who is manipulating this?"

He recalled the various signs that had occurred before and felt that the Fifth Prince, the Sixth Prince, and the Ninth Prince were all likely to do the same.

After all, they have always regarded me as a thorn in their side. If they could get rid of me, they would be able to inherit the throne smoothly.

However, if there is anyone who can do this directly, it must be his "mother" Concubine De.

Why did Concubine De do this?

Logically speaking, if I had made military achievements outside, she would be more likely to overthrow the queen!

At this moment, Zuo Yongyu came to report: "Your Highness, Prince of Yan, someone is visiting late at night!"

"Who?" Jiang Chen asked vigilantly.

"Xian Yu Lin Yuan." Zuo Yongyu said slowly.