The fifth prince suddenly fell into panic, his hands and feet were cold.
Seeing that he was not in good condition, his confidant immediately asked, "What's wrong, Your Highness? Are you feeling unwell?"
The fifth prince clenched the letter in his hand, crumpled it into a ball after a moment, slammed it on the table and stood up.
"What a saint, what a national teacher, they are really capable. I underestimated them before."
His voice was cold and sinister, and his confidant couldn't help but shudder.
"How do you say that?"
The Fifth Prince threw the letter in his hand away. His confidant quickly picked it up and took a look. His expression changed drastically: "How...how could this be? Did we reveal a flaw?"
He then denied it himself: "No, it's impossible. We have been very careful in our work over the years. There is no way we could have left any evidence. Could it be that someone leaked the information?"
Thinking of this, he also started to panic. With so many spies and so many people, it would be difficult to investigate if someone leaked the secret. Moreover, since he could leak it to the national teacher, he might have told others as well.
Fear was like a tide, instantly drowning the two people in the room.
Silence spread, and the two stood there for a long time, no one speaking.
At the moment the lanterns exploded, the Fifth Prince suddenly blinked and came back to his senses. "Give me the letter."
The confidant smoothed the letter and handed it to him. He put it on the table and read it several times. His expression changed from shock and anger to calmness.
"If the Imperial Master knew, he wouldn't have let the Saint Girl come forward. He would have come to me himself. He married the Saint Girl to me just to keep an eye on me. If he knew more useful information now, why would he let someone else do it?"
The Fifth Prince figured out the key point, and his confidant said, "Yes, then this letter is just the Saint's intention?"
The Fifth Prince nodded: "But how did she know?"
He narrowed his eyes and thought for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out. Finally, he said to his confidant, "I'll go meet her in two days."
…
The Imperial Master and Xin Wujiang were both very busy these past two days, one preparing the betrothal gifts and the other preparing the dowry. Lan Shuang took advantage of this time to meet the Fifth Prince.
The fifth prince arrived at the restaurant first. After explaining his purpose to the waiter, the waiter took him to the private room that Lan Shuang had booked in advance.
After he sat down, the waiter brought him some tea and snacks. The Fifth Prince waved his hand to let him leave and sat in the room for a while.
About half a quarter of an hour later, Lan Shuang arrived. She pushed the door open and smiled when she saw the Fifth Prince: "Your Highness came so early, I almost thought I was late."
"I have an appointment with my beloved, I dare not be late."
The fifth prince was wearing casual clothes, with his long hair tied up with a jade crown. He looked gentle and elegant, which made people easily like him.
Lan Shuang closed the door, walked over and sat down across from him. "I've already explained my purpose in my previous letter to Your Highness. Is there anything you'd like to ask?"
Her straightforwardness made all the words that the Fifth Prince had prepared previously invalid and useless.
He paused, looking at Lan Shuang with a gradually subtle expression, "I really don't know what you mean, Saint. Please explain it more clearly."
Lan Shuang smiled and said, "Since Your Highness has come, it shows your sincerity, so I won't beat around the bush."
She said with a slightly more serious expression, "Has the Imperial Master approached Your Highness, hoping to use my marriage as a bond to join forces with Your Highness to support His Highness's ascension to the throne?"
The fifth prince narrowed his eyes: "So what? So what if it isn't?"
"Your Highness must be aware of the Imperial Preceptor's plan, so Your Highness is going with the flow. By leveraging the Imperial Preceptor's power, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort. When you ascend the throne in the future, you can eliminate the Imperial Preceptor while he's completely defenseless. That way, you can rest easy, am I right?"
Lan Shuang stared straight at the fifth prince.
Xin Wujiang sat on the roof listening to the conversation between the two with a grim expression.
The Fifth Prince clenched the teacup in his hand, his eyes turning completely cold as he looked at Lan Shuang. "Who told you that? How can a powerless prince like me compete with the Imperial Master?"
"No power or influence?" Lan Shuang smiled. "Your Highness, when a person has no flaws at all, that is their biggest flaw. You can deceive everyone, but you can't deceive me."
"Why?" When the fifth prince asked this question, he already had murderous intentions in his heart.
Lan Shuang pretended not to know and said slowly, "Because I'm not part of the situation, I can see it clearly. Your Highness, do you know why the Imperial Master adopted me as his adopted daughter?"
The fifth prince was stunned for a moment. He had never thought about this question.
888 looked at the expression of the fifth prince and silently lit a candle for him. Well, Lan Dahuoyou is online again. I don’t know what story he has made up this time.
Lan Shuang stood up and paced around the room. "I've been different from others since I was a child. I have a special intuition about people's fate. The Imperial Master saw my ability and took me in as his adopted daughter, secretly training me."
The fifth prince frowned: "Really?"
"I am proficient in all kinds of mathematics and can tell fortunes. If Your Highness doesn't believe me, how about I tell your fortune? If it's not accurate, you can do whatever you want to me. If it's accurate—"
"What do you think?" The fifth prince was obviously not as easy to fool as the crown prince, and he smiled playfully.
Lan Shuang was not annoyed. She stood by the window, looked back and smiled: "If it is confirmed, you will come to find me."
The fifth prince sneered, not knowing whether he was laughing at her naivety or at himself.
"Then you calculate it, I'm listening."
Lan Shuang closed her eyes in front of him and began to pinch her fingers. If you didn't look at her face, she really looked like a fortune teller setting up a stall on the street.
After pinching her for a while, she opened her eyes and said, "Something happened to a distant relative of the Crown Prince's mother's family. It will definitely be reported to Kyoto within three days. Your Highness, if you follow this line of investigation, you will be able to implicate many people."
The Fifth Prince clapped his hands and laughed: "Is this considered fortune-telling?"
Lan Shuang shook her head: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I haven't finished yet."
She pinched with her other hand, then frowned and said, "Your Highness will be in danger of bloodshed in three days, so don't go out."
The fifth prince raised an eyebrow: "Is that all?"
Lan Shuang: "If Your Highness doesn't believe it, you will know when the time comes."
The fifth prince stood up and left. He thought he would gain something from this trip, but it turned out to be all nonsense and boring.
Lan Shuang didn't stop him. After he left, she sat down again, called the waiter, ordered some dishes, and waited for Xin Wujiang to come in and eat together.
Xin Wujiang closed the door and looked at her inquiringly: "Are you telling the truth?"
Lan Shuang smiled, poured him a glass of wine, and asked calmly, "You believe me."
Xin Wujiang sat down, watched her put the wine in front of him, shook his head and said, "I don't think you would be stupid enough to dig a hole for yourself."
Lan Shuang smiled and said, "Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, let's just wait and see."
"Let's wait and see." Xin Wujiang raised his glass and drank with her.
He didn't feel much at the time until three days later, when someone impeached the prince for condoning his subordinates' corruption, oppressing the people and causing deaths. At the same time, the fifth prince went out for a horse race and fell off his horse. He didn't break any bones, but his leg was scratched on a rock, leaving a big gash.
It was exactly what Lan Shuang had mentioned as a "bloody disaster". The bleeding was just bleeding, and his leg was not even broken.
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