Of his three sons, he was the least likely to inherit the throne.

In his quest for the throne, he resorted to any means necessary, even recruiting generals from enemy states to serve him.

Upon hearing this, Shen Youying showed a worried expression: "If the Tibetan king dies and Tibet falls into a civil war with three kings vying for the throne, then my brother, who is working for the third prince, will probably also be drawn into the conflict."

Xue Shen nodded: "So we need to find our eldest brother before the internal strife breaks out and extricate ourselves as soon as possible."

As the two were talking, the carriage arrived at the largest inn in the royal court.

Because merchants frequently traveled to and from the royal court for trade, the inns there were built to be extremely luxurious, comparable to those in Tokyo.

Xue Shen requested the best courtyard and several guest rooms, and the group went in to settle in.

Shen Youying was helped into the courtyard by Liu Yun and Fu Cui, one on each side. She looked around and said, "It does have a bit of the Tokyo style."

Xue Shen said, "I heard that the owner of this inn originally did business in Tokyo, and later came to the royal court."

Shen Youying said "No wonder," sat down in the rocking chair by the window, and casually took out a book from the shelf to read.

Surprisingly, the books on the shelf were written in Chinese characters, not Tibetan. It must have been a travelogue, recording some of the customs and traditions of Tibet.

Shen Youying watched with great interest for a while. Meanwhile, Liuyun and Fucui had put away their luggage and cleaned the room before asking her if she wanted to rest.

She was indeed quite tired from the journey these past two days, so she nodded and went to rest.

After Xue Shen saw that everything was settled and she had gone to sleep, he went to check the defenses around the courtyard.