Who put the yellow robe on me?

Jiang Chen stood in the middle of the ruined temple, staring at the Sixth Prince Jiang Fu opposite him with sharp eyes.

His heart was filled with anger, but his face remained calm.

The Sixth Prince Jiang Fu was wearing a luxurious brocade robe with gold embroidered on the sleeves and a jade pendant hanging around his waist, showing his status as a prince.

A sinister smile lingered on his face, his eyes flickering with calculation. He gently waved his folding fan, his tone slow and gloomy, "Prime Minister He, there's no way to prove he's truly the Sixteenth Prince."

His voice echoed in the dilapidated temple, carrying an unquestionable majesty. However, his gaze remained fixed on Jiang Chen, as if waiting for his reaction.

Prime Minister He had white hair and beard, but he looked energetic and his eyes were bright. He was dressed in a simple and elegant robe and held an exquisitely carved dragon-headed cane in his hand, looking majestic and steady.

He smiled faintly, his tone neither humble nor arrogant: "Then may I ask, Sixth Prince, do you have sufficient evidence to prove that he is the fake Sixteenth Prince?"

The Sixth Prince was momentarily speechless at this question, his smile froze. His eyes flickered, and he seemed a little embarrassed: "This...this..."

Seeing this, Su Yunliang beside him leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Your Highness, why not mention the Sixteenth Prince's previous habits?"

The Sixth Prince's eyes lit up, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth again. He straightened his body, a hint of pride in his eyes: "Sixteenth Brother was lustful in his life and never knew how to lead troops in battle. Now he is winning battles one after another, which shows that he is definitely a fake."

As soon as these words came out, the people around looked at each other, obviously affected by his words.

When Jiang Chen heard this, he snorted coldly and frowned slightly.

There was a hint of mockery in his eyes, and his voice was steady and powerful: "Oh? So in Sixth Brother's eyes, the men of Daliang can only pursue pleasure and indulge in pleasure, but cannot fight on the battlefield and protect Daliang?"

His rhetorical question was so resounding that it echoed throughout the ruined temple. The imperial guards' whispers gradually ceased, and they all turned their gazes to Jiang Chen, their eyes gleaming with admiration and respect.

The Sixth Prince's expression changed slightly at Jiang Chen's words, and his tone was filled with a hint of anger: "Sixteenth brother, please don't distort my meaning. I just said that your transformation is truly unbelievable."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, his eyes firm. "Sixth brother, as a prince, it is our duty to defend our country and resist foreign enemies. Do you think that framing others is what a prince should do?"

His words were like a heavy hammer, hammering down upon the Sixth Prince's heart. His face instantly turned ashen. He felt the strange looks from the surrounding Imperial Guards, and his heart grew increasingly uneasy.

The surrounding imperial guards whispered:

"Your Highness the Sixteenth is right. As a prince, I should share His Majesty's worries and protect Daliang."

"Yes, compared to the Sixth Prince's actions, His Highness the Sixteenth is more like the hope of our Daliang."

The Sixth Prince sensed these comments and felt a surge of anger in his heart. He clenched his fists, having never expected his Sixteenth Brother to be so eloquent.

Prime Minister He stepped forward and said sternly, "Sixth Prince, you have no real evidence. Your mere inferences are unlikely to convince the public. It is best to let His Majesty make the final decision."

His voice was not loud, but it was full of majesty that made people dare not ignore it.

The Sixth Prince snorted coldly, his eyes darkening, "Prime Minister He, are you trying to favor him?"

Prime Minister He smiled faintly: "This old minister simply hopes that things can be done fairly and impartially. If the Sixth Prince has real evidence, I am willing to serve as a witness. If not, please be cautious in your words and actions."

The Sixth Prince was speechless, his face extremely grim. He knew that he would not gain any advantage in today's battle.

He turned around and glared at Jiang Chen fiercely, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

At this time, Prime Minister He turned to look at He Xiaowei, his tone majestic and unquestionable: "Xiao Wei'er, go home!"

He Xiaowei stood aside, her eyes full of reluctance and worry.

She murmured softly: "But Grandpa, Sister Rou..."

Prime Minister He's gaze was firm, brooking no argument. "His Highness the Sixteenth Prince will be responsible for the Thirteenth Princess's safety. Come home with me!"

He Xiaowei glanced at Jiang Sirou, a hint of apology and worry flashing in her eyes. Jiang Sirou nodded slightly to her, indicating that she didn't need to worry.

He Xiaowei lowered her head and said softly, "Oh."

Then, she followed her grandfather silently and walked out of the dilapidated temple. Her heart was full of contradictions and uneasiness. She couldn't help but look back at Jiang Chen and Jiang Sirou, silently praying that they were safe.

Seeing this, Su Yunliang stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness Prince Qin, what about us?"

The Sixth Prince gritted his teeth, a fierce look flashing in his eyes. He said coldly, "Sixteenth Brother, I hope you can be as eloquent and eloquent in front of our father."

After saying this, he waved his sleeves and turned to leave. Su Yunliang and his followers quickly followed.

The atmosphere in the dilapidated temple finally eased, but Jiang Chen was not in a relaxed mood.

He watched the Sixth Prince's departing back, secretly alert in his heart: "Sixth Brother will never give up, I'm afraid there will be even greater trouble next."

Jiang Sirou walked up to him and whispered, "Sixteenth brother, Sixth brother has evil intentions. We must be cautious."

Jiang Chen nodded, his eyes firm: "Thirteenth sister, don't worry, I know what he wants, I will prepare in advance."

Dianzhang stepped forward, frowning and saying, "Your Highness, do we need to prepare anything else?"

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and said, "Dianzhang, go to the palace and ask around. See if you can find out where the fake Sixteenth Prince is."

Dianzhang clasped his fists and said, "I understand. I'll do it right away."

Jiang Chen turned to look at Zhou Liangwei, Deng Yunde and the others: "It's time for us to return home."

Zhou Liangwei nodded: "Your Highness is right, we will prepare now."

As night fell, the sky was dotted with stars and a breeze blew, bringing a cool breeze. Jiang Chen and his companions rode their horses, galloping along the official road.

The sound of horse hooves was particularly clear in the quiet night, accompanied by gusts of dust.

Jiang Sirou rode up to Jiang Chen and asked with concern, "Sixteenth brother, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Chen came back to his senses and smiled slightly: "Nothing, I was thinking that there must be more than just Sixth Brother who wants to deal with me."

Jiang Sirou sighed: "Sixth brother is so obsessed with seizing the throne of Crown Prince that he has lost his mind."

Jiang Chen looked at the stars in the sky and said, "Thirteenth Sister, perhaps what they are really afraid of is our recent success in the Western Regions."

Jiang Sirou nodded, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes: "No matter what happens, I will support you."

Jiang Chen was lost in thought. "As the saying goes, great achievements can frighten the emperor. Perhaps my father is anxious to recall me to the capital because he's afraid I'll dominate the Western Regions."