Shang Xiye had just entered the camp.

Wei Shu followed closely behind and immediately knelt down, clasped his hands and begged to be executed: "Your Highness, the one who broke into Hui Nuan Pavilion yesterday with the intention of harming the Princess was this humble general. This humble general has come to accept death and atone for his sins."

"Did I offend her?" Shang Xiye rested one hand on the military intelligence report, not unfolding it, but looking at Wei Shu seriously.

Wei Shu had drunk too much yesterday and couldn't really remember whether he had offended anyone, but the person who carried him out slapped him twice, so he guessed that he might have been somewhat rude.

Wei Shu abruptly lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry for the offense!"

"Bang!" Shang Xiye suddenly clenched his fist and slammed the desk in front of him into pieces, scattering letters and official reports all over the floor.

His chest heaved violently, his eyes were sinister and cold, and he looked like he was about to kill someone.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Ying quickly stepped forward, covered his mouth, and used a secret telepathic technique to remind him: "Your Highness, please calm down. The Princess Consort said that she would not tolerate anyone who bullies her. I'm afraid Wei Shu drank too much and he can't remember it himself."

Wei Shu was a fierce general with exceptional combat talent in the army.

If he were to lose his life so inexplicably, it would be a loss for the Ninth Prince and a loss for the Great Zhao Dynasty.

The coldness in Shang Xiye's eyes subsided slightly. Thinking about the little bandit's temper, it was indeed unlikely that she would act so nonchalantly if offended.

"Go down and receive twenty strokes of the military rod. This matter is not to be mentioned again," Shang Xiye said in a deep voice, his aura still heavy.

"I am grateful to Your Highness for sparing my life, but Your Highness, I find this matter quite suspicious..."

Wei Shu recounted in detail how she met the green-clad maid yesterday and how she was instigated by the maid's words while drunk, saying, "I feel that someone is deliberately trying to frame me and the princess. It's just a pity that I was too stubborn at the time and failed to realize the villain's intentions in time, and fell into their trap."

"That lowly servant is already dead," Shang Xiye said calmly, taking the urgent military intelligence report that Wuying had picked up from the ground.

Upon unfolding it, it read: "Strange cavalry suddenly appeared in Dan, employing unpredictable tactics."

Wei Shu was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, but then her face lit up with admiration.

In just one night, the prince not only found out the whole story, but also dealt with the instigator.

Such efficiency and such decisive and ruthless spirit—no wonder he's his idol!

"Accept your punishment and go to the Northwest." Shang Xiye handed the note with the official gazette to Wei Shu and said indifferently, "I remember that among the men you lead, there is a team of armored ambush troops that specializes in defeating cavalry. If you can't defeat these cavalry, don't come to see me again. Go find a tree and kill yourself."

Upon hearing that he was to be sent back to the front lines, Wei Shu's eyes lit up with excitement. His whole being radiant with newfound fighting spirit, he left the tent with high spirits and went off to lead his troops with the baton.

As the soldiers in charge of the torture were beating him, he yelled and urged them, "Hurry up and beat him! Haven't you eaten?"

The soldiers in charge of the execution laughed: "General Wei, are you in such a hurry to be reincarnated?"

At this moment, Wu Shang quietly entered Shang Xiye's tent from the shadows and anxiously reported: "Your Highness, the Princess Consort has fainted. She said she hit her head this morning and a large bump has appeared on the back of her head."

"What!" Shang Xiye was shocked. He suddenly stood up from his wheelchair, swaying and almost falling.

Wuying quickly stepped forward to support him, then turned back to ask, "Have you called a doctor?"