I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

In the warm room, sunlight filtered through the carved window lattices, spilling onto the rosewood couch by the window. Su Luo, dressed in a light purple palace dress, leaned against a soft pillow, a book in her hands, absorbed in her reading.

"Your Highness, there's a letter from the border." Song Lan approached quietly, holding a wax-sealed letter in his hand, and reported respectfully.

Su Luo slowly closed the book and looked up at Song Lan, a trace of concern flashing in his eyes: "Oh? Bring it here and let me see it."

Song Lan handed the letter to Su Luo, who took it, opened it and read it carefully.

At first, Su Luo's expression was relatively calm, but gradually, her brows became more and more furrowed, and her face became more and more ugly.

Every word in the letter pierced her heart like a needle.

"Bang!" Su Luo slammed the letter on the table with such force that the teacup on the table jumped up.

Her chest heaved violently, her eyes were red, and she was obviously really angry.

Song Lan had never seen Su Luo lose his composure like this before. She was startled and quickly stepped forward to ask with concern, "Your Highness, what's wrong? Is there something wrong at the border?"

Su Luo took a deep breath and tried to calm himself, but his voice was still trembling. "The letter said that the soldiers on the border are not getting enough food or warm clothes every day. Now they can only eat grass roots and tree bark..."

She paused, a trace of heartache and self-blame flashing in her eyes: "I knew the border was bitterly cold, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

Su Luo was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something.

She pursed her lips tightly, and her eyes gradually became firm.

"Songlan," Su Luo raised his head and ordered, "Go to Tianxiang Pavilion and ask them to check the annual military pay trends."

"The soldiers at the border have such a hard life. How will they defend themselves against the enemy when they invade in the future?" Her voice was cold and carried unquestionable majesty.

A thought suddenly flashed through Su Luo's mind, which startled her.

"In the plot, Duke Su died on the battlefield. Could it be that the military pay was withheld and the army was unable to resist?" She murmured to herself, and the more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

"It will take at least a month to transport the food and grass from Kyoto, and we have to protect them. It's too eye-catching..." Su Luo frowned and fell into deep thought.

"It seems I have no choice but to do it myself." She made up her mind, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.

"Biyun, call Wenchang and Xinghen." Su Luo ordered.

Wenchang, as she called him, was the brains of her guards. He was quick-witted and calm, and one of the people Su Luo relied on the most. Xinghen, on the other hand, was a martial arts expert, second only to her personal guard Cangzhou.

"Yes, Your Highness." Biyun took the order and left.

Soon, Wenchang and Xinghen arrived at the warm room.

"Greetings, Your Highness." The two men bowed.

Su Luo raised his hand slightly, indicating that they didn't need to be polite. "Wenchang, if we leave for the border tomorrow, how many days will it take us to arrive?"

Although Wenchang didn't understand why Su Luo suddenly asked this question, he still answered truthfully: "Your Highness, if we rush to the border without stopping, we will arrive in half a month."

He paused and added, "However, Your Highness, the journey is long and we will have to sleep in the open air. I'm afraid..."

He didn't continue, but the meaning was clear.

"Okay, I understand." Su Luo nodded and interrupted Wenchang.

She already had a calculation in her mind.

"Go back and pack your things, set off tomorrow morning, and go to the border with me." Su Luo ordered.

Wenchang and Xinghen looked at each other. Although they were confused, they still obeyed the order and retreated.

"Biyun, go and ask the imperial physician to come over." Su Luo ordered again.

She had to find a reasonable excuse for leaving.

"It will take at least a month to go back and forth from the border. I can only pretend to be sick and stay at home to deceive others." Su Luo thought secretly in his heart.

The imperial physician was soon invited over. Su Luo pretended to be unwell and asked the imperial physician to take her pulse.

"Your Highness has caught a cold recently and needs to rest for a while." The imperial physician said respectfully after taking the pulse.

Su Luo was secretly happy, but remained calm on the surface: "I understand, you can go down and get the medicine."

The imperial physician received the order and withdrew, and Su Luo began to prepare for the trip to the border.

The next morning, just after daybreak, Su Luo quietly left the palace with Wenchang and Xinghen.

They changed into casual clothes, rode fast horses, and galloped north towards the border.

The night is as dark as ink and the wilderness is silent.

The bonfire crackled, and the flames illuminated the faces of the three people.

Wenchang skillfully built a fire while Xinghen packed up the dry food nearby.

Su Luo leaned against a tree, closed his eyes and rested. He was indeed tired after traveling all day.

Wenchang is a talkative person, and even a moment of silence makes him uncomfortable.

He nudged Xinghen beside him with his elbow and lowered his voice.

"Xinghen, why don't you say something? Stop being so silent."

Xinghen didn't even raise his head, concentrating on fiddling with the dry food in his hand.

"What?" His voice was low, with a hint of barely perceptible worry.

"Hey, you're such a boring person."

Wenchang curled his lips and said, "Your Highness the Princess is so anxious to rush to the border.

Tell me, is there something serious happening at the border?"

Xing Hen looked up at Su Luo and saw that she had her eyes closed and seemed not to have heard.

He lowered his voice, with a hint of reproach in his tone.

"How can we guess what the princess is thinking?"

"Besides, even if something does happen, is it our responsibility to worry about it?"

Wenchang waved his hand dismissively, "You can't say that."

"Her Royal Highness the Princess is so kind to us, it's only natural that we should show some concern, right?"

"Besides, the princess has been traveling for the past few days, and her delicate body...

I don’t know if I can handle it.”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Su Luo again.

There was a hint of worry in his tone, but it wasn't entirely curiosity.

Xinghen was silent for a moment, and his tone softened a little.

"Her Royal Highness knows her limits. There's no need for you and me to worry too much."

"As for you, you should stop talking nonsense and think more about how to protect Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Wenchang was choked by Xinghen and fell silent immediately.

He touched his nose angrily, stopped talking, and concentrated on making a fire.

But I couldn't help but glance in the direction of Su Luo.

My heart is full of doubts and worries.

The fire burned brighter and crackled louder.

"Hmm?" Su Luo slowly opened her eyes. The cold moonlight sprinkled on her face, making her skin look even whiter than snow.

She sat up and glanced at Wenchang and Xinghen indifferently.

"What are you talking about?" Her voice was cold, with a hint of nighttime hoarseness, but still pleasant to the ear.