Who put the yellow robe on me?

Jiang Chen looked at He Xiaowei, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were flashing with uneasiness and anxiety.

"Okay, Xiao Wei'er, there's nothing to worry about..." Jiang Chen said gently, trying to ease her tension.

However, He Xiaowei suddenly raised her head and looked straight at Jiang Chen with complex emotions in her eyes, seeming a little hesitant and a little determined.

Her eyes were slightly red, and her voice was trembling: "I'm scared, I'm scared..."

Before she could finish her words, her voice choked. She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to control her emotions, but she could not hide the fear and anxiety in her heart.

Jiang Chen was shocked by her sudden reaction, and felt as if something had stabbed his heart.

He felt an inexplicable depression and heaviness, but he couldn't tell the exact reason.

He frowned slightly, his voice full of concern: "What are you afraid of?"

He Xiaowei's eyes flickered, as if she was struggling to decide whether to reveal the secret in her heart. Her fingers were tightly clenched on the corner of her clothes, and her knuckles were slightly white from the force.

She opened her mouth, but in the end said nothing. She just lowered her head and avoided Jiang Chen's gaze.

The room fell silent for a moment, and a breeze blew in from the half-open window, bringing the coolness of the night and the fragrance of flowers and plants in the distance.

Jiang Chen felt his heart growing heavier, as if a stone was pressing on his chest.

At this moment, Jiang Sirou stepped forward, gently patted He Xiaowei's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, Xiaowei'er, let's listen to Sixteenth Brother. You don't know that this time during the Western Expedition, we were able to capture five cities in the Western Regions, all thanks to Sixteenth Brother's strategic planning!"

"What? Five cities in a row?" He Xiaowei suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief. Her mouth opened slightly, as if she couldn't believe what she heard.

Countless images flashed through her mind in an instant: a battlefield with blazing flames, fighting with swords and spears, and a battlefield stained red with blood.

She couldn't imagine that the sixteenth prince in front of her had achieved such a brilliant record on the battlefield.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Sirou continued proudly, "That's not all! If it weren't for my father's recall medal, the King of the Western Regions would have already surrendered to Daliang!"

"The King of the Western Regions has surrendered to Daliang?" He Xiaowei was almost speechless with shock. She could only feel her heartbeat quicken and her ears buzz.

The Western Regions had always been a formidable enemy of Daliang, known as the "Iron-Blooded Western Regions," and had been locked in a standoff with Daliang for years. Now, they were being beaten back by Jiang Chen, even forcing the King of the Western Regions to surrender?

Her thoughts were a little confused, and all the impressions she had heard about the Sixteenth Prince a long time ago flashed through her mind: he was unlearned and licentious, and she had never heard that he had such outstanding military talent.

"Sister Rou, are these the actions of the Sixteenth Prince?" He Xiaowei asked hesitantly, with confusion and amazement in her voice.

"Of course!" Jiang Sirou beamed, her eyes gleaming with pride. "Sixteenth Brother is truly a military prodigy! You don't know, even generals obey his orders. He's truly formidable on the battlefield! Let me tell you, we once sieged and attacked the enemy's reinforcements in the Western Regions, defeating the enemy's Tiger Guards in one fell swoop..."

Jiang Sirou recounted the thrills and glories of the battlefield, her voice filled with pride and joy. She seemed to be back on the battlefield, savoring the joy of every victory.

He Xiaowei listened quietly, but an inexplicable emotion gradually rose in her heart. Her eyes fell on Jiang Chen and found that he was just smiling indifferently, as if he didn't care about her achievements.

"What kind of person is he?" she asked silently in her heart.

Before this, she had seen Jiang Chen as a prince who was good at strategy, and she had also heard that he was uneducated and had never heard that he had military talent.

Now, reality has completely overturned her cognition.

Her thoughts drifted away, as if she were on a battlefield, feeling the heat of battle and the brutality of the fighting. She seemed to see Jiang Chen, sword in hand, standing on the battlefield, his eyes gleaming with determination, commanding his vast army.

"No wonder..." He Xiaowei thought to herself. The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. However, before she got the final answer, she didn't dare to say anything, let alone say anything...

Jiang Chen noticed He Xiaowei's distraction, turned his head slightly, and asked with concern: "Miss He, what's wrong?"

He Xiaowei came back to her senses and realized she had been staring at Jiang Chen. She couldn't help but blush. She lowered her head and said, "Nothing, just... a little surprised..."

Her tone was a little reluctant, and there was still a hint of confusion and uneasiness in her eyes.

Jiang Sirou said with concern: "Xiao Wei'er, do you want to take a rest? You have been traveling these days and it must have been hard for you."

He Xiaowei shook her head and whispered, "No, I'm really fine."

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door, breaking the delicate atmosphere in the room.

"Your Highness, I have something important to report." Zuo Yongyu's voice came from outside the door, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "General Zuo, please come in."

The door opened, and Zuo Yongyu walked in quickly, holding a small bamboo tube in his hand. He bowed respectfully and handed over the tube: "Your Highness, I just received a letter from General Xuanyuan via carrier pigeon."

Jiang Chen took the bamboo tube, quickly pulled out the note inside, and began to read. His eyes quickly scanned the paper, and his expression gradually became serious.

Seeing this, Jiang Sirou couldn't help but ask, "Sixteenth brother, does General Xuanyuan have any clues?"

Jiang Chen raised his head, his eyes deep. "General Xuanyuan has already reunited with General Xianyu. General Xianyu told him that we are now in Yunzhou, and General Xuanyuan is on his way to meet us. Judging from his Qinggong skills, he should be here soon."

Zuo Yongyu added, "Your Highness, we are all dressed in ordinary clothes. General Xuanyuan might not be able to recognize us. Why don't I go look for him outside the inn?"

Jiang Chen nodded, revealing a relieved smile: "Very good, General Zuo, you go outside to greet General Xuanyuan, and be careful not to reveal your identity."

Zuo Yongyu clasped his fists and saluted: "Yes!"

After Zuo Yongyu left the room, He Xiaowei couldn't help but ask, "Sister Rou, who are these General Xuanyuan and General Xianyu?"

Jiang Sirou smiled, a hint of pride flashing in her eyes. "Xiao Wei'er, you don't know this. General Xianyu and General Xuanyuan were originally great generals in the Western Regions. Now they have been recruited by my sixteenth brother and serve Daliang."

"Ah?" He Xiaowei was shocked again, her eyes widened even more.

She looked at Jiang Sirou in disbelief, her voice trembling, "The general of the Western Regions? Was he also subdued by His Highness the Sixteenth Prince?"