Transmigrating into a book to save her best friend, her sickly husband vies for her affections every

Meanwhile, in the quiet imperial city...

Listening to the even breathing beside him, Zhao Siwei confirmed that Zhang Zhan had fallen asleep, then slowly got up and lifted the bed curtains.

He will surely be able to run out and find Tingyao tonight.

The light from the lamps shone into the room, filtering through every crack and crevice.

"Meow~"

Zhao Siwei's hair almost stood on end. He put his finger to his lips as if facing a formidable enemy, looked at the cat that was peeking out from Zhang Zhan's sleeping arms, gave a warning shush, clenched his fist and punched the cat, trying to scare it into shutting up.

The cat bared its teeth and bristled when provoked. Seeing that the cat was about to jump out of Zhang Zhan's arms and fight him, Zhao Siwei hurriedly put his hands together and begged it to be quiet.

Cat liked this attitude, yawned, and went back to lie down in Zhang Zhan's arms, tilting its head and staring at Zhao Siwei with its big eyes, before slowly closing its eyes.

"Your aunt's people are patrolling outside, and the Crown Prince's men are waiting for you to walk into their trap." Zhang Zhan's sleepy voice rang out softly. He patted the cat's head, pulled the blanket over himself, and the two of them scurried inside.

"Aren't you guys annoying?!" Zhao Siwei was so angry that he had a headache.

Cat: "Meow!" Why are you scolding it!

Zhang Zhan said softly, "Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Yesterday, he even tried to sneak out by hiding in the water buckets used to transport spring water, which really opened his eyes. "Just stay quiet for a few days, at least let me get a good night's sleep now."

"I'm leaving, you can sleep slowly." Seeing that he was awake, Zhao Siwei stopped pretending, decisively opened the wardrobe, picked out a beautiful robe, and quickly put it on.

Zhang Zhan didn't even open his eyes, saying, "I'm afraid to wait and see."

Zhao Siwei smiled smugly, "Brother will show you what professional skills are today, so you'll know what they are."

Soon, the Ninth Prince's smile vanished completely.

The doors and windows are all locked...

The cat was completely awakened by the noise, jumped to the edge of the bed, and bared its teeth at Zhao Siwei.

Zhao Siwei pointed at the cat and threatened, "If you bare your teeth again, I'll turn you into a stray cat right now."

The cat hissed, baring its sharp teeth in a provocative manner.

Zhang Zhan frowned. "Zhao Jiu, I advise you to shut up. Don't let people really think you have feelings for me."

He was also annoyed. He had come along to see which gossip was stirring up trouble, but he ended up getting himself involved. His Majesty seemed to really want to see if there was anything between him and Zhao Siwei, so he put them under observation.

He really has a serious illness.

Zhao Siwei's playful nature overshadowed his lustful desires and ambition.

Now that I've finally found a girl I like, my father won't let me go see her.

Zhao Siwei crossed his arms and stared at Zhang Zhan, shamelessly saying, "I want to get out. Think of a way."

“Pretending to be sick,” Zhang Zhan said. “But you don’t even get a headache or fever once a year. If you were sick at this time, I wouldn’t believe it.”

“But you can get sick.” Zhao Siwei discovered a new track.

Zhang Zhan is ill. Whether he returns to the Marquis's residence or stays here to recuperate, an opening must be made outside to allow the imperial physicians and medicine to enter, and then he will be free.

"Sure, but tell me who's trying to sow discord." Zhang Zhan still had one condition.

Zhao Siwei closed his eyes and turned his head away, then simply walked to the chair next to him and sat down in a daze. Zhang Zhan turned over and opened his arms, and the cat jumped into his arms. The two of them slept very peacefully.

In his daze, Zhang Zhan heard Zhao Siwei calling him and felt the person walk up to him.

"I ask you, what's your opinion on the war in the west?"

When Zhao Siwei reviewed his past life, this was the only thing he couldn't understand.

At that time, Zhang Zhan had already regained his status as the tenth prince and was causing him trouble every day. Suddenly, he came to him to make a deal, asking him to go to the west to clean up the mess. He was fearless in a one-on-one fight, but he knew nothing about warfare. However, Zhang Zhan gave him a defense map and told him to follow it to win.

“I’m a civil official, I don’t get involved in fighting.” Zhang Zhan paused, then continued, “The war is all handled by the Duke of Xu. If you’re curious, you should ask him. What are you doing here…”

Zhang Zhan sat up, looking at him with a look of relief and triumph.

Learning warfare from Duke Xu would be a shortcut, and a trip to the battlefield would bring real achievements. He had never considered this.

Zhang Zhan rarely looked at Zhao Siwei with such approval. "Tomorrow, tell His Majesty that you want to go to the military camp for training. Xu Tutu will definitely pave the way for you when she finds out. You should work on building a good relationship with Xu Tutu."

Zhao Siwei rolled his eyes, then suddenly saw Zhang Zhan jump up and stand on the bed, looking down at him.

"Zhao Jiu, I have a plan. Do you dare to cooperate?"

Zhao Siwei saw the excitement in Zhang Zhan's eyes, blinked, and then decisively shook his head.

Zhang Zhan assumed he was willing, saying, "If you take the initiative to shift your focus towards becoming a military general who protects the country, the Crown Prince will only think you want to curry favor with Xu Tutu and won't care about you. That's perfect. You can quickly win over the Xu family father and daughter, and then marry Xu Tutu."

Zhang Zhan grabbed Zhao Siwei's shoulders with both hands, "Then I'll find a way to make you a widower. Then you can use the title of Xu family's son-in-law to promise Duke Xu that once you ascend the throne and posthumously honor Xu Tutu as Empress, he will definitely help you seize the throne!"

Wow, is this the same approach you're using, like Tingyao's?

“Brother Zhang, you have a kind face, but your actions and words are anything but kind.” Zhao Siwei pushed his head away, thinking, “You’re a reincarnation of Jia Xu.”

Zhang Zhan thought about it more and more and felt that the plan was feasible. As long as Zhao Siwei had real military merits, he would be a prince who was both civil and military. What would the crown prince be?

The cat was so frightened that it raised its front paws, wanting Zhao Siwei to hold it, and meowed urgently.

Zhao Siwei picked up the white-eyed wolf cat with his large hands and stroked its chin to calm it down.

In his past life, the only thing that stayed with him until the very end was this cat...

Zhang Zhan suddenly looked up and said, "If we lose in the west, we'll probably have to give a princess to them to make peace."

Zhao Siwei suddenly understood.

"Did you hear what your father said?" Zhang Zhan narrowed his eyes. "Is it about sending your aunt there?"

Although it hasn't reached that stage yet, it should be like this, Zhao Siwei thought to himself.

No wonder Zhang Zhan made a deal with him in his previous life. He seemed to have won the biggest benefit, but in fact, he gave Zhang Zhan a huge advantage over Zhao Fu'er.

Thinking of this, Zhao Siwei suddenly smiled and said, "What do you think, should I go to Pingxi now?"

Zhang Zhan glanced at him and said, "Tell me more about it."

Zhao Siwei: "Get me out of here first."

Zhang Zhan: ...

Zhao Siwei yawned while holding the cat, "Forget it, I'll just stay a carefree prince."

Zhang Zhan jumped out of bed. "Go out? Easy, I can let you stay outside for a few more days." He picked up the candle to keep the night burning.

Zhao Siwei sensed what he was about to do, but before he could say anything to stop him, the candlelight had already climbed up the curtains in the room, shooting extremely high.

He then tossed a jade pendant into his bosom.

These are jade tokens for emergency entry and exit from the palace. His mother specially gave them to Zhang Zhan so that he could enter the palace freely even in the middle of the night.

"Open the door, it's on fire!" Zhang Zhan had already started pounding on the door.

Zhao Siwei stood there dumbfounded, holding the cat.

If he sets his house on fire, his father and mother will beat him to death.

A flash of fire, the doors and windows were flung open, and the cat in Zhang Zhan's arms was snatched away. Zhang Zhan ran as fast as he could, shouting, "Quick, put out the fire! His Highness the Ninth Prince is still inside!"

He just wanted to get out, not to be homeless...