After Jiang Huaizhu was sentenced to death, because Marquis Wen Ning refused to collect the body of her who had betrayed her family, her headless body was wrapped in a straw mat and pulled by an ox cart to be hastily buried in a mass grave.
When the ox cart left the city gate, a sneaky young man dressed as a servant came over, stuffed a few taels of silver into the cart driver, put Jiang Huaizhu's body on the cart and took it away.
Not far away, the palace's secret guards were watching this scene.
The servant was sent by Jiang Jinxing. At this point, Jiang Jinxing was the only one in the Jiang family who was still thinking about collecting Jiang Huaizhu's body, and he didn't dare to show up in person.
The secret guard smacked his lips and felt a slight contempt for the Jiang family.
He looked down at the things in his hands again.
It was a heavy object wrapped in black cloth. Dried blood seeped through the cloth, and a strand of hair stuck out from the gap, looking very unlucky.
But this was what the prince wanted, so he could only steal it from the imperial prison and bring it back to the palace.
Speaking of which, the guards of the imperial prison were quite interesting. They had clearly discovered that he was stealing, but they didn't stop him at all and let him take the unfortunate thing away. It must be that their master had given an order not to make things difficult for the Ninth Prince's men.
It seems that the Prince Zhan, who is said to be unapproachable by gods and ghosts, is really kind to his prince.
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Prince Zhan's Palace.
Jiang Xiancao walked into the study and saw Shen Yubai sitting by the window with a chessboard on the table in front of him.
"It seems that the emperor's uncle is in a good mood today and is interested in playing chess alone." There was a hint of teasing in her tone when she spoke.
Shen Yubai looked up at her, his enchanting red light still flowing in his enchanting eyes, and it seemed to be more intense than before.
He opened his thin lips and asked gently:
"Xiao Jiu'er, you've arrived just in time. Looking at the endgame on the chessboard, do you have any idea how to reverse the White piece's defeat?"
Jiang Xiancao didn't know how to play chess, but she still sat opposite him with a smile.
"My nephew doesn't know how to solve the endgame, but..."
She raised her hand and gently lifted the chessboard, and the black and white pieces fell to the ground like a heavy rain.
Then, she smiled brightly:
"Xiao Jiu'er helped the emperor uncle overturn the chessboard, so the emperor uncle doesn't have to worry anymore."
Hearing this, the smile in Shen Yubai's eyes deepened. He curled the corners of his lips and said softly:
"If you can't find a way to crack it, then just rely on brute force to overturn the chessboard. Little Jiuer, you're still as willful as before."
Jiang Xiancao looked at him calmly:
"Isn't it known to the Emperor, Uncle? I am no longer the same person I used to be."
Shen Yubai's slender fingers tapped the edge of the table lightly. He didn't respond to her words and said calmly, "You came to see the emperor's uncle because of Jiang Huaizhu's matter."
This is not a question, it is a statement.
Jiang Xiancao's eyes darkened slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said:
"Is Jiang Huaizhu really dead?"
Chen Yubai chuckled and said, "Yes, didn't Xiao Jiuer see it with her own eyes? She was beheaded. Even if a god was beheaded, he wouldn't be able to survive, right?"
Jiang Xiancao frowned and thought calmly:
"Then let me ask you another question. Is it really Jiang Huaizhu who died?"
This time, Shen Yubai smiled but said nothing.
His silence let Jiang Xiancao know the answer.
Her guess was confirmed, and she felt very complicated at this moment.
If Jiang Huaizhu's soul really did not dissipate with the death of that body, then where did Jiang Huaizhu go?
And Shen Yubai obviously knew about this a long time ago. Was he just watching from the sidelines, or was he the one manipulating everything behind the scenes?
"Uncle, can you tell me why you want her to live?"
Jiang Xiancao did not use a questioning tone.
Because she knew very well that the grudge between her and Jiang Huaizhu was her own business and had nothing to do with Shen Yubai.
After noticing her abnormality, this powerful man did not choose to expose her, and even helped her solve some problems in secret, which was already a great help to her.
Now she owes Shen Yubai a favor, not Shen Yubai owes her.
She had no right to ask Shen Yubai to stand completely on the same side as her.
But since Shen Yubai had taken the initiative to invite her to cooperate in the imperial prison, she had to find out what her ally's real plan was.
She doesn't like being kept in the dark.
If Shen Yubai refuses to be honest with her, then the previous agreement will be invalid.
No matter what this man wants to do to her or what he does next, that is the fate she has to face.
"If the emperor's uncle doesn't want to tell you, just pretend that your nephew didn't ask."
Seeing that the man opposite remained silent, Jiang Xiancao slowly stood up and turned to leave without any reluctance.
Shen Yubai spoke to keep her:
"Jiang Huaizhu can't die yet, because she was chosen as a pawn by the Tianming Pavilion from the very beginning. Do you really think that you were swapped with her when you were still a cradle, just because that wet nurse had evil intentions? And it just so happens that both of you have extremely special birthdates, both of you having the most suitable constitutions for completing the task of possessing another body and offering another body. Is this just a coincidence?"
Jiang Xiancao paused and frowned where Shen Yubai couldn't see.
It’s Tianming Pavilion again.
Could it be that Jiang Huaizhu really has some entanglement with the top management of Tianming Pavilion?
And has her fate been controlled by the conspiracy of Tianming Pavilion since she was born?
She adjusted her expression, turned around and looked at Shen Yubai, "But isn't the emperor's uncle going to wipe out the Tianming Pavilion? Why are you helping them save a chess piece?"
The smile on Shen Yubai's face remained unchanged, but there was a cold edge in his eyes.
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