Who put the yellow robe on me?

When Jiang Chen heard the accusation from the Ninth Prince Jiang Yu, anger burned in his heart, but he suppressed his inner fluctuations and remained calm.

He took a step forward, his eyes piercing, staring directly at Jiang Yu, his voice resonant and powerful: "When faced with major issues of right and wrong, all I care about is how to relieve your worries. I will serve you wholeheartedly until my death. This is my duty and mission as a minister of Daliang!"

The words "dedicate all your energy to the cause until your death" were like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of every court official.

The ministers couldn't help but recall that when the third princess of Beiqiang was in Daliang, the sixth prince and the ninth prince blamed each other for the bet, but Jiang Chen solved the three difficult problems of Beiqiang with lightning speed.

Those scenes appeared before everyone's eyes, making their impression of the Sixth and Ninth Princes even worse, and their contempt for them even stronger.

The Ninth Prince felt hot on his face when he saw how much everyone admired and respected Jiang Chen while he himself became the target of public criticism.

Recalling the ugly scene that day in the court where he and the Sixth Prince were arguing over the bet, a trace of shame appeared on his face, his old face turned slightly red, and he was speechless.

Emperor Liang also recalled the scene with the Third Princess of Northern Qiang. He turned his gaze to Jiang Chen with a bit more appreciation and trust. "General Zhong Wenbin, listen to my command! Immediately lead 10,000 elite troops to Dayan Mountain, rescue the Third Princess of Northern Qiang, and escort her to the outskirts of Shanhaiguan!"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Wenbin immediately stood up straight and respectfully clasped his fists, accepting the order: "I obey your command!"

Jiang Chen then stepped forward and said firmly, "Father, my guards are also trapped in Dayan Mountain while trying to rescue the Third Princess of Beiqiang. I am willing to go with them and escort the Third Princess out safely."

Emperor Liang looked at Jiang Chen's resolute expression, feeling touched and proud. He nodded slightly, "Okay! I'll be waiting for your good news!"

After leaving the court, Jiang Chen quickly changed into military uniform. The armor fit tightly against his body, and the cold metallic texture gave him a strong fighting spirit.

With the neighing of war horses, he was about to lead a group of soldiers to Dayan Mountain. However, when he arrived at the palace gate, he saw two familiar figures.

When Jiang Chen saw the Thirteenth Princess Jiang Sirou and He Xiaowei standing at the palace gate, he unconsciously slowed down his pace and said with a bit of helplessness in his tone, "It's not like we're never going to come back. There's no need to be so grand, right?"

Jiang Sirou smiled slightly, but said nothing more. She took out the glittering golden silk soft armor and handed it to Jiang Chen: "Sixteenth brother, this is your first time on the battlefield. I return this golden silk soft armor to you. Be sure to be extra careful on the battlefield."

He Xiaowei stood aside, her eyes full of worry. She looked at the Thirteenth Princess, then at Jiang Chen, as if she had something to say but was unable to bring herself to speak.

Finally, she said softly, "Sixteenth Prince, you must be careful about your safety. Don't try to be brave, and don't... don't..." Before she finished speaking, her cheeks flushed and her eyes dropped shyly.

Jiang Chen was confused when he saw this, and raised his brows slightly: "What can't be done?"

Seeing this, the Thirteenth Princess couldn't help but chuckle and jokingly said, "I can't lose my life for a Xiongnu woman, and I can't become the third prince consort of the Northern Qiang."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He shook his head and said softly, "Don't worry, my purpose in going there this time is just to rescue Zhou Liangwei and the others. I will never betray Daliang because of a personal relationship."

Tears glistened in He Xiaowei's eyes. After hearing Jiang Chen's promise, her mood calmed down a little, but she still felt a little uneasy. She bit her lip and whispered, "It's a deal!"

Jiang Chen was about to comfort her again when suddenly a familiar voice interrupted their conversation.

Mu Zhengyi walked out leisurely from the side, his eyes scanning back and forth between Jiang Chen and Princess Thirteen. It was unclear whether he did it on purpose or just happened to pass by.

With a look of sarcasm on his face, he said, "Sixteenth Prince, I heard that you are going to rescue the Third Princess of Northern Qiang? Are you planning to stop by her boudoir to find out where those three difficult questions came from?"

He Xiaowei's mood, which had just calmed down a little, fell into anxiety again because of Mu Zhengyi's provocation. Sadness appeared on her face again, and her hands unconsciously clenched her sleeves.

Seeing this, Jiang Sirou immediately pulled He Xiaowei behind her and glanced at Mu Zhengyi coldly, as if warning him not to say anything more.

Jiang Chen felt a surge of anger, but he suppressed his emotions and remained calm on the surface, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "Master Mu, I didn't expect you to be so well-informed. However, I'm not going there just to save people this time. I have a more important mission - to investigate the case."

Mu Zhengyi's eyes flashed with suspicion when he heard this, and his brows furrowed slightly. "Investigating a case? What case?"

Jiang Chen raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a hint of joking: "Of course, it's about who is the mastermind behind the cheating in the Autumn Examination."

Mu Zhengyi's expression froze instantly, his eyes flickering, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of fear within him. Although he tried his best to remain calm, the uneasiness within him surged like a tide. Cold sweat slowly seeped from his forehead, and he forced a smile, "I don't quite understand what the Sixteenth Prince is talking about."

Seeing this, Jiang Chen's tone was filled with mockery, his eyes sharp as a knife: "Oh? That's just fine if you don't understand. Anyway, with your level, you won't understand unless I give you the answer to copy down."

No matter how dumb Mu Zhengyi was, he could hear the sarcasm and ridicule in Jiang Chen's words. His face turned pale and he was extremely angry.

He forced himself to remain calm, his tone tinged with sarcasm, "Your Highness the Sixteenth Prince, please be careful and don't faint on the road again. Last time, you fainted in front of the grave of a prostitute. I wonder who you'll faint next to this time?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly upon hearing this, a barely perceptible chill flashing across his eyes. He said slowly, "Oh? Speaking of Miss Zhiruolan, it reminds me of something interesting.

At that time, she also told me that after you got drunk, you said a lot of nonsense. You seemed to have mentioned Mu Shangshu, oh, no, it should be Mu Shilang. You also mentioned bribery of the Qiuwei, Gu the assassin, Luo Shihua and others. I don’t know if it’s true or not.

Before Jiang Chen finished speaking, Mu Zhengyi's face turned pale, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and cold sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead.

He interrupted Jiang Chen hurriedly, his tone hurried and a little flustered: "You're talking nonsense! We didn't bribe anyone, and the one who hired the killer wasn't my dad at all. It was..."

Mu Zhengyi's words blurted out, practically revealing the truth. He instantly realized his gaffe and, in a panic, bit his tongue. He looked at Jiang Chen with a look of panic. His words stopped abruptly, as if someone had grabbed him by the neck.

Jiang Chen's smile deepened, his gaze as sharp as a knife, piercing Mu Zhengyi's heart. He pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "Oh? If it's not your father, then who is it?"

Mu Zhengyi felt a chill well up in his heart, and cold sweat had already soaked his back. His face turned pale, and his lips trembled, but he dared not continue.

He turned around awkwardly, trying to avoid Jiang Chen's questioning, and cast his gaze on He Xiaowei beside him, with a hint of pleading in his tone: "Miss He, please believe me..."

However, He Xiaowei was already disgusted with Mu Zhengyi's flattery. She gave him a cold look, then turned around, gently grabbed the Thirteenth Princess's sleeve, and said softly, "Sister Rou, I'm tired. Please take me back to the mansion."

Jiang Sirou was obviously disdainful of Mu Zhengyi's performance, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Okay, Xiao Wei'er, let's go and ignore those stinky men who only know how to visit Tianxiang Pavilion."

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