Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Undercurrents surge, the game is set

Late at night, the wind howled through the palace, seeming to foreshadow some impending catastrophe. Princess Shen left Prince Zhao's residence, a new goal already in mind. She understood that the situation within the palace had grown increasingly complex. Not only was the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce manipulating the situation, but there were also deeper layers of palace intrigue waiting to be uncovered. And behind all this lay a far more dangerous game.

Princess Shen lowered her head, her steps light, yet she carried a chilling aura. She didn't immediately return to the palace, but instead had Cheng Jiahong take her to a hidden chamber. Her whereabouts were unknown, and only her closest subordinates and trusted allies were allowed inside.

On the table in the secret room, there was a map of the palace. Princess Shen pointed to a location on the map and whispered, "Cheng Jiahong, tomorrow morning, I need you to take people to this place."

Cheng Jiahong looked down and saw that the location on the map was a relatively remote place in the palace. It was usually deserted, not even the maids. Cheng Jiahong frowned, "Princess, where is that..."

"That's where I plan to go in person," Princess Shen said calmly. "The Qingyun Chamber of Commerce has infiltrated the palace, but we can't just stop at the surface. I'm going to find the real mastermind behind this."

After hearing this, Cheng Jiahong was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "I understand, Princess. I will arrange it immediately."

Princess Shen sighed softly, but a hint of cruelty flashed in her eyes: "These people, playing tricks, just think that I, Shen Yunyan, am a useless waste who can't even lift a finger. But they are wrong. I am no longer the person in the cold palace. I have long learned how to turn the tide in this palace."

Cheng Jiahong looked at her, his heart trembling. He had long witnessed Princess Shen's wisdom and courage, but today he felt even more deeply her undeniable dominance and determination. The power struggle within the palace was like a war without the smoke of gunpowder, and Princess Shen had already placed herself in the middle of it, ready to accept any challenge.

The next day, Princess Shen made her way to the secluded palace location as planned. Cheng Jiahong and several trusted aides accompanied her, while she disguised herself as an ordinary palace maid to avoid attracting attention. As she approached the location, a tense atmosphere seemed to hang in the air.

Arriving at her destination, she pushed open a seemingly ordinary palace door, revealing a dim underground secret passage. Her heart couldn't help but beat faster. Normally, no one would enter a place like this, unless—

As soon as Princess Shen entered the secret passage, she felt a sudden gust of cold wind, and her entire body tensed up. Her intuition told her that this place was fraught with danger, and she was now caught in an even more complicated situation.

"Princess, you..." Cheng Jiahong hesitated, clearly not expecting Princess Shen to come to such a secret place in person. He instinctively wanted to stop her, but he also knew that the princess's determination was irreversible.

Princess Shen turned around, her eyes cold and icy. "I will never allow myself to be bound by anyone. Today, I must find the person who is manipulating everything behind the scenes."

Her words were firm and relentless, as if foreshadowing that she was prepared for the worst, ready to face any challenge that lay ahead. The secret passage ahead grew longer and longer, the air thicker and thicker, and Princess Shen could even sense countless pairs of eyes staring at her. Her steps became more steady, her gaze firm.

Suddenly, from the darkness ahead came the sound of footsteps, deep and rhythmic, approaching. A flicker of alarm flashed across Princess Shen's eyes. She quickly ordered Cheng Jiahong and his men to conceal themselves to the side, while she herself quietly hid in a dark corner. She held her breath and waited.

The air inside the secret room was even colder, and there was no light anywhere. The only illumination was a few dim oil lamps. Princess Shen looked up and saw that the walls were covered with various runes and patterns, which looked mysterious and ancient. Clearly, this was no ordinary secret room, but a place where someone secretly planned and plotted.

At this moment, the man in black walked to the center of the secret room, suddenly turned around, and bowed to a hidden corner. "Master, things have turned out as you wished. The death of the crown prince will stir up a storm, and the forces behind the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce will also surface. What should we do next?"

Princess Shen's heart trembled. The black-clad man's words made her instantly realize that the force before her was more than just the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce. Clearly, the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce was just a cover, and the real mastermind behind the scenes might have been lurking in the palace for years.

"Don't worry, everything we're doing is to make those people let down their guard." A deep voice came from the corner, hoarse and intimidating. "The Crown Prince's death is just the beginning. Next, we have to make sure everything goes according to plan. Princess Shen, Cheng Jiahong, they won't realize that we've already laid out a bigger chess game."

Princess Shen's heart suddenly trembled. She finally understood that the situation she faced was far more complicated than the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce and Prince Zhao. That person had a more far-reaching goal behind him, and she was afraid she had been drawn into a vortex from which there was no turning back.

She quietly retreated to the secret passage, her mind already made up. Next, she must act swiftly to uncover this intricate conspiracy and find the true mastermind. The situation in the palace has become increasingly critical, and she must race against time to control her own destiny in this ruthless power game.

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