Who put the yellow robe on me?

Bai Binggong continued, "But Sixteenth Prince, since you need Xiong Zhiheng, and for the sake of our joint search for the Thirteenth Princess, I will go and bring Xiong Zhiheng here."

As soon as Bai Binggong finished speaking, he turned around and gestured for permission. A faint smile hung on his face, with a hint of suspicion and tentativeness. "Your Highness the Sixteenth, please come in. The Heavenly Prison is the last room at the end of this corridor."

Jiang Chen sat on the cold iron bed, staring at Bai Binggong's gradually disappearing back.

He knew what this old fox was thinking. Although he seemed to be dismissive, he summoned Xiong Zhiheng over, and there was a deeper meaning hidden in his words.

This seemingly calm action actually concealed more calculations. Jiang Chen lowered his head, feeling a little complicated. He could sense that Bai Binggong didn't trust him, but he was still taking a gamble - betting that he would find a way out of his predicament.

"It seems like a clever move that kills three birds with one stone, but in my eyes, it's just because Bai Binggong doesn't know whether I can find a way to leave." Jiang Chen thought to himself, his eyes becoming colder and colder, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the edge of the iron bed.

Although Bai Binggong was not young, as the Minister of Punishment, he was deeply favored by Emperor Liang and could not completely give up this opportunity to control. As for Xiong Zhiheng, although he once held an important position in his heart, as the situation changed, the relationship between him and Xiong Zhiheng became delicate.

Just as Jiang Chen was lost in thought, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.

"Tu tu tu tu——"

Xiong Zhiheng rushed in breathlessly, his steps hurried, as if he had not even fully recovered his breath.

As soon as he entered the door, he spoke anxiously: "Sixteenth Prince... Your Highness, how could it have come to this?" His tone was full of astonishment and worry. Obviously, he did not expect Jiang Chen to be imprisoned in the Sky Prison at this time.

Xiong Zhiheng's eyes burned with anxiety. Seeing Jiang Chen sitting on the iron bed, he couldn't hide his uneasiness for a moment. He opened the iron door of the prison, took a few steps forward, and reached out to untie the chains on Jiang Chen's hands. However, in Jiang Chen's eyes, this action was like a spark swaying in the wind, weak but enough to cause a catastrophic disaster.

Jiang Chen suddenly grabbed Xiong Zhiheng's hand and whispered in a deep voice: "Master Xiong, what you are doing is illegal! You will be beheaded!"

Xiong Zhiheng was stunned for a moment, then reacted and hurriedly stopped his movements, but there was still a hint of urgency in his eyes. "Sixteenth Prince, I know, but you can't die here. Leave now, and it won't be too late to come back when His Majesty's anger subsides!"

His words were mixed with strong anxiety and helplessness. Jiang Chen's heart was in turmoil, but he did not let go and continued to stare at Xiong Zhiheng calmly.

"Master Xiong, please calm down! There are not many of us who can remain calm now, you can't panic anymore!" Jiang Chen's tone was cold, but he couldn't hide the anxiety in his heart.

A hint of hesitation flashed in Xiong Zhiheng's eyes, as if he was weighing something, but he finally broke free from Jiang Chen's hand and continued to work on the chain on Jiang Chen's wrist.

At that moment, Jiang Chen suddenly had a strange feeling, as if Xiong Zhiheng not only wanted to untie the chains, but was also trying to use Xiong Zhiheng's own life to replace Jiang Chen's departure.

The two men's argument became more and more intense. Finally, Jiang Chen grabbed the key from Xiong Zhiheng's hand and held it firmly in his hand. Seeing Xiong Zhiheng's angry and anxious look, Jiang Chen's eyes sternly said in a low voice: "Master Xiong, you must understand that every step we take now cannot be wrong!"

Xiong Zhiheng's vision gradually blurred, and the fluctuation of emotions made him unable to help but half-kneel on the stone floor of the dungeon, holding his knees with both hands, and slowly said: "Your Highness the Sixteenth, I have served Daliang for more than ten years, and have dealt with countless royal relatives. I have even accompanied Your Majesty and experienced countless changes in the world. But if something really happened to you, if anything happened to you, I am afraid that the future of our Daliang will really be doomed..." As he spoke, his voice gradually choked, and his eyes revealed despair and powerlessness.

Jiang Chen looked at him, a complex wave of emotions suddenly welling up in his heart. Xiong Zhiheng had never been one to get emotional easily. Normally, he was quiet and calm, and always remained calm in the face of danger. But at this moment, he showed a vulnerability he had never seen before.

All this is not only because of his past friendship with Jiang Chen, but also because Jiang Chen's fate seems to determine the future of Daliang, and the decision of this future lies with Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen squatted down, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, and whispered, "Master Xiong, calm down. We must stabilize the situation now and not let what we see disrupt our plans. I summoned you here because there is something you must help me with."

Xiong Zhiheng looked up at him, his eyes still a little confused, as if he had not yet recovered from the emotional fluctuations just now. His eyes were blank and he didn't speak for a long time, as if he was digesting Jiang Chen's words.

Finally, he slowly said, "Sixteenth Prince, what do you want me to do?"

Jiang Chen's eyes became even colder, and he glanced around vigilantly to make sure no one could hear what he said.

He approached Xiong Zhiheng and whispered, "Master Xiong, it doesn't seem difficult for me to get out of this prison. However, I want to understand what has happened in the past few days. Who are those people who are secretly manipulating things? Who are the people behind the scenes?"

Xiong Zhiheng's eyes lit up, as if he had noticed the key point in Jiang Chen's words, "What happened? Are you saying that the key is the guard of Dianzhang?"

Jiang Chen nodded and responded in a low voice: "Yes! But Dianzhang is still unconscious now, and waking up is crucial. If I guess correctly, someone will definitely assassinate Dianzhang after he wakes up. Therefore, you must find Annan General Zhong Xiaodan and tell him to send experts to secretly protect Dianzhang! Zhong Xiaodan is a man of temperament, you must convince him to calm down and not be impulsive!"

Xiong Zhiheng raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, a hint of doubt on his face. "Secret protection? But, Sixteenth Prince, Dianzhang already has a lot of protection around him. Isn't that enough?"

A hint of determination flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes: "Protection power is certainly not enough, because what I want is absolute secrecy and foolproofness. If I'm not mistaken, the person behind the scenes has already laid a trap and will definitely not leave Dianzhang alive!"

Xiong Zhiheng's eyes flashed with shock, and he finally nodded, "I understand, Your Highness the Sixteenth. I will leave the palace to find Master Zhong. But don't worry, I will ensure the safety of Dianzhang."

Jiang Chen looked at him deeply. "This isn't about protection, but about catching the person behind the scenes. Sir Xiong, success or failure depends on this!"