Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Undercurrents surge, behind-the-scenes game

Princess Shen has already entered the deep end of her plan. The situation is becoming increasingly complex, and undercurrents are quietly converging into a powerful force. While Prince Zhao's trusted aides and the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce's leadership are busy searching for the missing members, Princess Shen knows the true danger lies beyond these superficial conflicts. Her enemies still lurk in the shadows, waiting for their opportunity.

That day, rumors circulated within the palace once again. Prince Zhao's closest associates had launched a massive raid on the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce headquarters, attempting to eliminate the organization and some of their former associates. However, members of the Chamber of Commerce suddenly appeared, accusing another of Prince Zhao's closest associates of colluding with foreign enemies. This news spread like wildfire within the palace, instantly igniting the entire situation.

Princess Shen knew full well that a greater conspiracy lay behind all this. Prince Zhao's actions were clearly intended to divert attention from the true mastermind behind the scenes. And while the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce was a formidable force, it wasn't invulnerable. Without her covert instigation, this turmoil would have subsided long ago.

"Eunuch Li, immediately send someone outside the palace to search for the secret transaction documents between Prince Zhao and the Chamber of Commerce." Princess Shen's gaze was as sharp as a knife, but her expression remained calm. "I believe that Prince Zhao and the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce do have some kind of unknown transaction, and this transaction is the key to our ability to break through their defenses."

Eunuch Li nodded, a trace of worry on his face. "Princess, isn't this a bit risky? Prince Zhao's confidants are facing a formidable enemy right now. If we act now, I'm afraid we'll arouse their suspicion."

Princess Shen sneered, "Do you think they will doubt me now? No, they will just think I'm a little mouse trapped in a corner, struggling desperately to protect myself. Because of this, it's easier for them to ignore me. And what I need is just such an opportunity."

She stood up and looked up at the deep night sky outside, a cold light flashing in her eyes: "I won't give them any chance to breathe. Now, it's time to push this game to another climax."

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The next day, news spread like wildfire. The head of the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce had been murdered in his own residence, his death gruesome. Meanwhile, another of Prince Zhao's closest associates was found dead in his study. Tensions within the palace intensified, and everyone began to secretly speculate whether all this was truly the result of a rift between the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce and Prince Zhao.

Princess Shen watched all this with a cold eye, but she had already foreseen the evolution of the situation. She knew that this storm was just a prelude, and the real climax had just begun.

"Eunuch Li, secretly prepare a secret letter and send it outside the palace." Princess Shen's voice was low but full of determination. "We must accelerate the pace of this game. Now, Prince Zhao and the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce have fallen into the trap I set. I want them all to feel that the power behind them is always stronger than they imagine."

Eunuch Li frowned, "Princess, you are..."

"I want them to be completely under my control without even realizing it." A sneer flashed in Princess Shen's eyes. "The rebels in the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce were deliberately instigated by me. And the disappearance of Prince Zhao's confidant was just a rumor I spread. Next, I will make them take out the chess pieces hidden in the dark, and then I will take them out one by one."

A trace of shock flashed in Eunuch Li's eyes. "Are you really going to do this?"

"They have no way out." Princess Shen turned slowly and smiled softly, "And I just took the initiative in this power struggle."

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With the assassination of the head of the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce and the successive assassinations of Prince Zhao's closest associates, the situation within the palace has become extremely tense. The apparent chaos is, in fact, the result of the meticulous planning of Princess Shen. In this intricate power struggle, every detail is under her control, and every step she takes is like a knife, carving deep into the heart of her enemies.

Prince Zhao's closest associates began to suspect that those close to them were also secretly colluding with Princess Shen. Palace spies and intelligence agents searched everywhere, but all clues seemed to point to an unknown "third party"—the hidden power behind Princess Shen.

Princess Shen was in no rush to act. She knew that while she held considerable leverage, the ultimate decision-maker still lay in the vast power behind Prince Zhao. She needed to gradually close in on Prince Zhao, trapping him in the complex situation, preventing him from finding a way out and ultimately making him her prisoner.

"Eunuch Li, go make the arrangements," Princess Shen said calmly, "We must find the transaction documents between Qingyun Chamber of Commerce and Prince Zhao. I can't let them hide anything."

"Yes, Princess." Eunuch Li's eyes were filled with admiration and a hint of worry as he retreated. Princess Shen's decisiveness and courage had already made him deeply aware of her strength and ruthlessness.

However, just when she thought everything was under control, an unexpected guest appeared, disrupting her plans. What story was hidden behind this uninvited guest? A hint of doubt flashed in Princess Shen's eyes. She knew that a new challenge was about to come. And she was still prepared to face this more complex and dangerous game.

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Every move Princess Shen makes profoundly changes the situation. She knows she's at the forefront of this power game, but no one can guarantee she'll make it to the end. Every game is a life-or-death battle, and only the strongest can emerge victorious amidst this turbulent tide.

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