After the system set its sights on the dragon throne, the princess started courting death every day.

"Not going to speak? Get out of the way." Xiang Xin lost her patience. Without waiting for the eunuch to come up, she sat in the coachman's seat, grabbed the reins, and was about to ride away. "Not going? Then I wish you a speedy death and a quick reincarnation."

Xiang Xin raised the whip in her hand and lashed it hard on the horse's rump. The sound of the whip cutting through the air rang in her ears, and the horse neighed in pain.

"No!" Xiang An exclaimed.

Before the words were even finished, the wheels were already moving, and the howling wind swept past, but there was no scream or the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Was he really killed? Or was he smashed to pieces?

Xiang An hurriedly lifted the carriage curtain, but before she could even peek out to see what was going on, everything went dark. A figure leaped onto the carriage shaft in a few swift movements, landed in front of her, sat down steadily, and looked up at her, saying, "Don't worry."

The moment Xiang An's eyes met Fu Qingbai's, his mind was filled with thoughts like, "What the hell? He actually has light-body skills!"

"Fu Qingbai! Who gave you permission to get into my carriage? And you even dared to ask me to be your coachman? Get out of here!"

Xiang Xin, the driver of the carriage, was furious and raised his whip to strike.

Fu Qingbai remained expressionless, his palm meeting the whip's end tightly, forcefully taking the blow: "Your Highness, one must not play with the whip while riding a horse."

"I hit you, and you say I was just messing around with the whip?! You deserve to die!! Fu Qingbai, you are truly audacious!!"

Unable to argue or fight back, Xiang Xin became enraged and loosened the reins, letting the horse run wild. He stood up, bracing himself against the carriage shaft, and tried to push or kick it off with his feet or hands. He failed several times and almost pushed himself off the carriage due to the reaction force.

Taking advantage of the moment he lost his balance, Fu Qingbai seized the opportunity to grab him back with one hand, switched places with him, and grabbed the reins with the other, quickly controlling the frenzied horse. He said seriously, "Your Highness, if you fall again, I cannot guarantee that I can save you next time."

"Fine, don't save us, we'll all die together! If I die, your entire family will perish!" Xiang Xin said, then suddenly remembered something, "Little Nine, let's die together, so we can keep each other company on the road to the underworld, just like Mother..."

His words were cut short as a dagger was pressed against his neck: "What? You want to kill me for Fu Qingbai?"

Fu Qingbai, who was driving the carriage, turned his head to look upon hearing this. He saw Xiang An, who had been stuffed into the carriage, find a dagger in some hidden compartment and was now threatening Xiang Xin.

"What are you looking at?! Quickly think of a way to calm the horse down, or do you really want to die?"

Noticing Fu Qingbai's thoughtful gaze, Xiang An immediately warned him. Fu Qingbai, who seemed about to say something but then shut up and obediently went to drive the carriage, made Xiang An secretly breathe a sigh of relief. She then smiled at Xiang Xin and said, "You are my brother, I won't kill you, I just don't want to die."

Is this game already ending so soon? Did she get her permission?

Xiang Xin raised an eyebrow at her fierce younger sister, then glanced enigmatically at the dagger pressed against her neck. She looked around at the empty street, finally put her hands behind her head, closed her eyes peacefully, and said, "If you want to live, fine. Fu Qingbai will return to the manor first."

Fu Qingbai: "I have important matters to discuss with the princess."

Xiang Xin: "Is there really something important that can't be discussed in front of me? So you know in your heart whether it's an important matter or a private matter. General Fu just told Father Emperor not long ago that he had no interest in her, but now he wants to discuss private matters behind my back. What, is General Fu planning to do something promiscuous to my sister?"

Fu Qingbai: "..."

Xiang An's gaze swept between the two of them, not on the 'licentious behavior' Xiang Xin had mentioned, but on what important matter Fu Qingbai had mentioned.

Fu Qingbai is a man of few words; if you don't ask him clearly when he wants to speak, he will quietly do things on his own.

If you don't notice it, you won't notice it again. If you ask him, and he hasn't finished or hasn't completed it yet, he will tell you.

"Return to the Prince's residence," Xiang An decided.

Almost the next moment.

"Kill me! Kill me now!" Xiang Xin opened her eyes. "If you don't kill me, I'll jump out of the car and die right now!!"

As he spoke, he climbed toward the car with such force that even if Xiang An leaned on half her body, she couldn't hold him back. She was so frightened that she couldn't help but curse inwardly, "That pervert is serious. He's really not afraid of death. He really wants to die."

Xiang An sighed helplessly, "Alright, alright! Let's send General Fu back to his residence first!!"

Having achieved her wish, Xiang Xin happily retrieved the leg that had fallen off the carriage, lay down inside, and leisurely hummed a little tune.

Xiang An rolled her eyes: "You should have been killed by falling just now."

"Thank you, Xiao Jiu, for keeping me alive." Xiang Xin grinned, completely unconcerned.

Xiang An didn't want to pay attention to him. He bent down to ask Fu Qingbai what the 'important matter' was, but Xiang Xin grabbed his clothes and said, "What did you promise me just now?"

"What I promised you was..."

"Do you want to live or die? If you want to die, you can leave now; if you want to live, listen to me and stay here."

Xiang Xin's expression was so serious that Xiang An subconsciously dared not gamble, or rather, she wanted to take a gamble and use this opportunity to probe Xiang Xin's true intentions.

Looking at the dagger in his hand, Xiang An tightened his grip, thinking to himself, "Whether it's a human or a ghost, I'll know soon enough."

In the quiet, they arrived at the Marquis of Anwu's residence. Fu Qingbai jumped off the carriage, bowed and took his leave. Then a servant boarded the carriage to act as the coachman, and the carriage swayed and bumped all the way to the prince's residence.

Although it is called a prince's residence, it is actually just a royal residence that is missing a plaque.

Long ago, the emperor moved Xiang Xin out of the princes' quarters and gave him a separate residence. The special meaning behind this was self-evident, and the only thing left to be revealed was the final layer of secrecy.

But even with this last layer of paper separating them, no minister in the court has dared to expose it, and to this day, some people are still impeaching him.

There are advantages to not having designated a crown prince. The emperor is in his prime and has many sons. With the position of crown prince hanging in front of him, the princes will fight to the death, and sooner or later the best and most suitable one will emerge.

If it weren't for this incident, Xiang Anhui and all the court officials would have thought that the emperor was waiting for the other princes to grow up, waiting for the best candidate to emerge, waiting for the best crown prince.

Little did they know that the emperor had already secretly given the other half of the military tally to Xiang Xin, had already chosen the crown prince, and had already chosen the next emperor, just waiting for the right moment to announce the decree.

But why is Xiang Xin, who is seen by everyone as cruel and ignorant, the only one who is favored by the emperor?

No, the emperor also called Xiang Xin a bastard.

Today she's going to find out the truth.

"get off."

Xiang Xin's voice came from afar, muffled and distant.

Xiang An opened her eyes groggily, only to realize that she had fallen asleep sometime earlier.

The carriage was so well-decorated that it was almost a curse. Lying down felt like lying on a cloud; it was impossible to get up from a nap. I don't know what Xiang Xin had laid out, but it was so comfortable that it seemed to have been tailor-made for her, just so she could sleep comfortably.

He stretched and mumbled, "Coming."

Before she could even rise, the carriage curtain was lifted, and a palace maid entered carrying a stack of things: "Princess, this servant has come to comb your hair." [Please add to your favorites~~~]