Who put the yellow robe on me?

The corners of Ninth Prince Jiang Yu's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of sneer, and a smug light flashed in his eyes.

"You didn't say anything." Sixteenth Prince Jiang Chen was silent for a moment. His voice was low, but with a hint of subtle sarcasm. "Do you want me to guess what you're thinking, or do you want me to speak first?"

Jiang Yu didn't respond immediately, but lowered his head slightly, as if thinking about something. His hands were imprisoned behind his back, his knuckles slightly white from excessive force. In the gloomy prison, the only sound was the retreating footsteps of the jailer, gradually fading into the distant echo.

"Heh." Jiang Yu finally spoke, a hint of contempt in his voice, "You're really calm, able to remain so composed in a place like this. Do you think that none of this has anything to do with you?"

Jiang Chen raised his head slightly, his brows raised slightly, his eyes still calm. "I know what you want to say, but there's no need to waste your time. I've been accused of kidnapping the Thirteenth Princess. You're right. Perhaps soon, I'll be beheaded."

When he said these words, he was not panicked at all, but seemed to enjoy the oppressive feeling brought by this situation. Even when facing an opponent like Jiang Yu, he was not afraid at all.

"Oh?" Jiang Yu couldn't help but laugh. "Do you really think you'll die so easily? It's precisely because you're still hiding something that you're going to reveal everything before you die!"

Jiang Chen remained calm and composed, seemingly oblivious to the threats and challenges in Jiang Yu's words. "Jiang Yu, what exactly do you want to say?" He leaned gently against the cold cell wall, his lips curled up slightly.

Jiang Yu's smile widened at this, a triumphant glint in his eyes. "You think you can kill me by uncovering these clues? You're just a pawn in the game. Unlike me, I've always been in control." He took a few gentle steps and stopped in front of the iron bars, a playful glint in his eyes, as if he had already seen through everything in this situation.

Jiang Chen didn't move, still looking at Jiang Yu quietly. He knew that in this game, any emotional fluctuations could put him in a deeper predicament.

At this moment, Jiang Yu seemed confident, but how could he not understand in his heart that this might only be a temporary victory? He himself might not understand the hidden power behind Jiang Yu. But Jiang Chen knew that in this struggle, no enemy could be underestimated.

"Since you are so smart, you must have known long ago that I am not the real murderer who kidnapped the Thirteenth Princess." Jiang Yu's words were calm and confident, almost implying that he was in control of the entire situation.

Jiang Chen lowered his head slightly, pursing his lips, as if he was thinking about everything Jiang Yu had said. He knew that he was in a desperate situation, and Jiang Yu was determined to get him into a deeper quagmire.

But at the same time, he also knew that Jiang Yu's confidence did not mean that he had complete control of the situation.

Jiang Yu laughed, her voice frivolous yet tinged with a hint of coldness. "Honestly, your mind is clearer than I thought. If you had come to your senses a little sooner, perhaps you could have taken control of the situation like I did. Now it seems you may already know that your end is nigh."

"But so what?" Jiang Chen said slowly, his voice carrying a hint of indifference. "Now, what's the point of knowing all this?"

Jiang Yu's smile faded, and a hint of impatience flashed across his eyes. Then, he pointed a finger at Jiang Chen. "Well, since you're so aware of your current situation, then stop talking nonsense." His voice returned to its cold intensity. "I know you must feel so popular that you think you can get out of this situation, but you're wrong. The conspiracy between me, Sixth Prince Jiang Fu, and Cao Shouku has long prevented you from escaping."

Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly darkened, and he seemed to have some kind of ominous premonition in his heart. He was not in a hurry to respond, but remained silent. Seeing this, Jiang Yu continued, "Everything you are seeing now is exactly what I and they arranged together. We knew you would come here a long time ago, and we have been prepared for it."

"I'm not the one who kidnapped the Thirteenth Princess, but you know that Cao Shouku, Jiang Fu, and I already knew everything." Jiang Yu sneered, "And putting the blame on you is also an important step in our entire chess game."

The Sixteenth Prince slowly raised his head, a hint of irony playing on his lips. He had expected to hear some hidden secrets, but Jiang Yu's words chilled him.

The conspiracy between Jiang Yu, the Sixth Prince Jiang Fu, and the Minister of Revenue Cao Shouku was not just about the Thirteenth Princess' disappearance, but also about the power struggle within the entire court. Jiang Yu's hints indicated that he was a key link, and the underlying undercurrents were already beginning to unfold.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Jiang Chen finally broke the silence, his tone carrying a hint of suppressed anger. "What game are you playing?"

Jiang Yu glanced at him, a hint of pride in his eyes. "Game? This isn't just a game, it's about a plan to seize the throne." He raised his chin slightly, his eyes sharp. "The battle between you and me has already exceeded your imagination."

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the deadlock between the two. Jiang Chen frowned, as if sensing some change. Jiang Yu's eyes flickered, and then he turned to look at the nearby passageway, slowing his pace.

Zhao Ji appeared in the darkness, his back blurred and his breath heavy. He approached the two princes with a team of jailers. "Your Majesty needs to summon the Sixteenth Prince." Zhao Ji's voice was steady, carrying an undeniable pressure.

Jiang Yu was startled and could hardly believe his ears. His eyes widened and his face turned gloomy in an instant: "What?"

Ninth Prince Jiang Yu could hardly believe what he was hearing, his eyes flickering. At this moment, an inexplicable tension surged in his heart, as if he had lost some kind of control, and his entire aura became somewhat suppressed.

A cold light flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, as if everything was within his expectations. He did not react immediately, but continued to look at Jiang Yu quietly.

At that moment, the Ninth Prince seemed to be able to feel a sense of oppression coming from Jiang Chen, as if he had some kind of powerful power that could control the situation and even influence everything.

"What did you say?" Jiang Yu finally lowered his voice and asked anxiously, his brows furrowed, obviously realizing the seriousness of the situation.

"Father wants to summon the sixteenth prince?" These words exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt. He had never expected this situation.

Zhao Ji lowered his head, his tone still calm, yet with an irresistible majesty: "Yes, Your Highness the Ninth Prince, His Majesty has sent word that the Sixteenth Prince Jiang Chen must go immediately."