Who put the yellow robe on me?

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy. The candlelight flickered slightly, illuminating everyone's face and casting a shadow.

A breeze blew through the half-open window, bringing a hint of coolness, but it could not dispel the uneasiness in everyone's hearts.

Dianzhang pursed his lips and said hesitantly, "Your Highness, if that's the case, do we need to change our plan?"

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and shook his head gently: "No need, we are the only ones who know our plan. I don't believe there are any traitors among us."

Zuo Yongyu clenched his fists, his brow furrowed. "Your Highness, I am willing to investigate further. Perhaps I can find something."

A trace of worry flashed across He Xiaowei's eyes, and she said softly, "Your Highness, the enemy is in the dark, and we are in the light. We must act with caution."

Jiang Chen looked at everyone, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He took a deep breath, his eyes determined as he spoke, "Our plan remains unchanged, but it needs to be more thorough. Regardless of whether the enemy knows of our actions or not, this is definitely our chance to lure them out of their lair."

His words were steady and powerful, as if they gave everyone a shot of adrenaline.

Zuo Yongyu was the first to respond: "Your Highness is right. Time is running out for General Xianyu to return to the palace. We should not hesitate."

Dianzhang nodded: "Then what should we do next?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, with a glint of wisdom in his eyes: "We can use this anonymous letter to do the opposite."

He Xiaowei asked doubtfully, "What does Your Highness mean?"

Jiang Chen explained, "Since someone warned me that there was a traitor among me, we pretended to have internal distrust to let the enemy down."

Everyone suddenly understood and nodded.

The night was deep, the stars twinkled, and the faint moonlight sprinkled in the courtyard, covering the earth with a light silver gauze. After the crowd dispersed, Jiang Chen stood alone at the window, looking at the night in the distance, still feeling a little uneasy.

He recalled the anonymous letter he had received during the day. The handwriting in the letter was vigorous and powerful, yet deliberately blurred, making it impossible to tell who wrote it.

The sentence "There is a traitor among your friends in the capital, be careful of being betrayed" was like a thorn in his heart.

"Who is it?" he wondered to himself. Although he appeared calm and composed on the surface, he was restless inside. Everyone around him was a trusted partner. Could someone have truly betrayed him?

Just as he was lost in thought, there was a soft knock on the door.

"Sixteenth brother, it's me." It was Jiang Sirou's voice, soft and with a hint of concern.

"Come in." Jiang Chen came back to his senses, his tone carrying a hint of warmth.

Jiang Sirou pushed open the door, holding a bowl of hot soup in her hand. The soup was still steaming and exuding a rich aroma.

She walked to the table, put the soup down, and said with a smile: "I saw that you haven't rested yet, so I made some soup for you to drink to warm your body."

Jiang Chen felt warm in his heart and said gratefully, "Thank you, Thirteenth Sister."

Jiang Sirou sat opposite him, her eyes gentle and concerned: "Sixteenth brother, are you worried about something?"

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, and finally said, "What do you think about receiving the anonymous letter?"

Jiang Sirou sighed softly, a hint of worry in her eyes: "I've been thinking about this too. Maybe someone really wants to alienate us, but it's not ruled out that there's truth in it."

Jiang Sirou looked at Jiang Chen, a hint of worry between her brows.

She raised her head, her eyes deep and gentle, and said softly, "If we're talking about friends in the capital, then we can't rule out the likes of Minister of Justice Bai Binggong, Right Vice Minister of Justice Xiong Zhiheng, Left Vice Minister of Works Xu Jingzhu, Left Vice Minister of Rites Yu Wenbo, and Left Vice Minister of War Guo Wulie."

Jiang Chen's heart trembled slightly when he heard these names. His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a subtle sound, as if he was thinking about something. The candlelight reflected on his face, casting a faint shadow.

He asked in a deep voice, "Thirteenth Sister, who do you think is most likely to betray me?"

Jiang Sirou sighed softly, a complex expression flashing across her eyes. "From what I know about them, Bai Binggong is an upright man, known for his integrity, so there shouldn't be any problems. Xiong Zhiheng has helped us many times before, so he's considered an old friend. As for Xu Jingzhu and Yu Wenbo, we haven't had much contact with them, so it's hard to tell."

She paused, frowning slightly. "However, Guo Wulie's recent behavior is indeed a bit abnormal. He was previously demoted to the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, but he quickly became very close to the Sixth Prince. Do you think there is something wrong with him?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, his eyes deep. "There's too little information, so I can't make a conclusion. Now I can only take it one step at a time. We still have too few people. Tomorrow I'll have Dian Zhang bring Han Qingsong and others over. They might be of great use in the future!"

Jiang Sirou looked at him suspiciously, a hint of confusion in her eyes: "Why don't you go back by yourself? Wouldn't it be more convenient that way?"

Jiang Chen smiled bitterly, a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "When I left the mansion, I had not yet thoroughly investigated the origins of the servants in the mansion. I cannot guarantee that all the servants are loyal to me. If I return rashly, our whereabouts may be exposed, and even cause unnecessary trouble."

Jiang Sirou nodded, her expression becoming serious: "Sixteenth brother, you are indeed very thoughtful. In this situation, we should indeed act with caution."

The room fell into silence, and the only sounds were the soft crackling of the candlelight and each other's breathing.

Outside the window, the night is as dark as ink, the stars are dim, and the occasional chirping of insects can be heard, making the place seem exceptionally quiet.

Jiang Chen stood up, walked to the window, and opened it. The cool night breeze blew on his face, carrying a faint floral scent. He looked at the night sky in the distance, his mind full of thoughts.

"Sixteenth brother, what are you thinking about?" Jiang Sirou walked to his side and asked softly.

Jiang Chen tilted his head slightly, looking into her gentle eyes, and felt a hint of warmth in his heart: "Thirteenth Sister, I'm wondering, is there someone behind all this, or is it just a series of coincidences?"

Jiang Sirou patted his shoulder gently and said softly, "Whether it's manipulation or coincidence, we need to face these things together."

Jiang Chen nodded, his eyes firm. "Thirteenth sister, you are right. As the saying goes, when an enemy comes, we must stop him with our generals; when water comes, we must block it with earth!"

Jiang Sirou smiled slightly, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes: "This is the Sixteenth Brother I know."

The next morning, the sky in the east was turning pale, and the light of the rising sun shone on the earth, dispelling the chill of the night.

Jiang Chen got up early, washed up, and went to the yard.

Dianzhang was already waiting in the courtyard. He looked solemn. Upon seeing Jiang Chen, he immediately stepped forward and saluted, "Your Highness! Are you looking for me?"

Jiang Chen nodded: "Dianzhang, I have something important for you to do now!"

Dianzhang saluted and said, "Your Highness the Sixteenth, Dianzhang will do his best!"

Jiang Chen looked into the distance, his eyes deep: "You must set off immediately and bring Han Qingsong, Feng Liyan, and Tan Erhu here."