"Is the imperial envoy Zhao determined to take the risk and go to Yan State to invite Prince Ning back?"

In a tent in the camp set up in the wild, Zhao Cuo was discussing the next action with Ji Ming. Chu Guoshi, who had disappeared into the fog again, listened quietly.

"This is the only way things have come to this point."

Zhao Cuo shook his head slightly and said.

"My first goal in going to the Yan Kingdom is naturally to welcome Prince Ning back. In addition, I also want to go deep into the enemy's territory to spy on the news. In any case, the result will not be worse."

"What exactly are the regulations for the World Heroes Conference that King Yan is going to hold?"

Ji Ming did not try to dissuade him anymore but considered the feasibility of action.

"Prince Ning Guo is saying that King Yan wants to recruit talented people from the seven kingdoms. Such a huge uprising cannot be hidden from the eyes of the court. I have asked the secret guard of the East Palace to investigate."

What he knows now is that the King of Yan has gathered the remaining six kings to the Yan Kingdom. If nothing unexpected happens, he will soon recruit troops in the name of the World Heroes Conference, and the secret guards of the East Palace will soon pass the news back.

"Is the team delivering the message going to Ningguo now?"

Ji Ming said hesitantly.

"This is how you can hide your eyes and ears."

Zhao Cuo nodded lightly.

"Lord Ji, please proceed as usual at the current speed, but don't enter the territory of Ning Kingdom again. After stationing in the border town, send a small team to the capital of King Ning to convey the decree."

"I understand."

Ji Ming said with another sigh.

"Whether this is successful or not, the imperial court and the seven vassal kings will still have to fight. In fact, in the end, we are all our own people."

"You can just say this in front of me. Master Ji can't say it in the court, but no one can protect you."

Zhao Cuo knew that the war between the imperial court and the Seven Kings was meaningless internal strife, but he would not recognize Ji Ming's words because...

'What these people want to rob is what belongs to me and the Queen Mother.'

He whispered in his heart.

If King Yan really takes over the world, the empress will not be in danger as a fire-raiser, but can the Duke of Zheng's palace continue to exist?

Different from ordinary officials above the court, he has a fundamental conflict of interest with the seven vassal kings. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it is just a matter of life and death.

"The lower official made a mistake."

Ji Ming quickly lowered his head after hearing his warning.

"It's okay. Lord Ji, please go and rest. After that, the imperial team will be handed over to you."

Zhao Cuo smiled and waved gently and said.

"My subordinates resign."

After he left, Chu Biezhi, who had been silent all this time, dispersed the white mist on his body and looked at Zhao Cuo calmly.

"You are sincerely working for Queen Mother Zhao."

She could naturally see how worried Mr. Zhao was at this time.

"My Zhao family and my mother-in-law share weal and woe. If I don't work hard now, am I going to have to wait until the Seven Kings arrive in the capital to beg for mercy?"

Zhao Cuo smiled and turned around and said to Xiao Biezhi, who had long hair reaching his waist.

"I thought you were trying so hard to get Prince Ning back because that woman promised to reward you with Princess Ning. I blamed you wrongly."

Master Chu looked at him with clear eyes.

"cough!"

Young Master Zhao suddenly choked.

"It turns out that I didn't misunderstand what you were doing."

Chu Biezhi's face was expressionless.

"Master Imperial Master, you are overthinking it. Princess Ning's son is the same age as me. How can I covet her?"

Zhao Cuo shook his head without hesitation and said.

"Wouldn't this be more to your liking?"

Zhizhi tilted her head cutely.

"The prejudice in people's hearts is a big mountain."

Mr. Zhao, who believed that he had a pure nature, could not accept this slander.

"You really know how to speak."

The Imperial Master, who was trying to pretend to be indifferent, smiled.

"What is the purpose of Master Chu's repeated attempts to taint my innocence?"

Zhao Cuo saw a smile on her face, so he pretended to be angry and raised his hand to pat her little head.

Master Chu, who had a gentle smile on his face just a second ago, looked frozen and cast a piercing cold gaze on him. He calmly flattened his thin pink lips without opening a word.

Young Master Zhao pretended not to notice anything strange, and continued to accuse the young master with righteous indignation that he was forcibly smearing his reputation. Chu Biezhi, who was looking sullen, could only purse his lips when he saw him pretending to be so.

‘If you don’t reprimand me for this, I’m going to kick your nose in the face?’

Zhao Cuo noticed that she also had a warm expression on her face, as if nothing had happened just now, and thinking of what she said on the flying boat, how could he not understand that Xiao Biezhi was still thinking of his friendship in Guangping Mansion.

"It was really hard for the Imperial Master to take me to King Ning today."

Young Master Zhao took out an oil paper bag and handed it to her with a smile.

"This is the flower cake I packed from Jingxi Fucheng just for you."

"oh……"

The little Imperial Master, whose cold attitude gradually softened, tilted his head and raised his hand to take the paper packet.

"I heard that the almond cakes in Pingjing of Yan State are sweet and fragrant. Let's try them together then. Your Majesty the Imperial Master will probably like them."

"It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

After Chu Biezhi said something, she disappeared from his eyes. Zhao Cuo knew that she was just hiding to eat dessert, so he meditated in the tent all night.

Early the next morning, the secret guard of the East Palace, who was extremely efficient, came to the camp. This time, in addition to the people who came to deliver the news, there was also a strong man in black robes.

Zhao Cuo couldn't wait to invite them to the tent to hear the good news.

"Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy! We have found out the news about King Yan convening a convention of heroes from all over the world. He has already released news in the Seven Kingdoms saying that he will meet in Pingjing in ten days."

"Have you arranged for me to go to Pingjing?"

Zhao Cuo asked with a sigh of relief.

"I have prepared identities for you and that gentleman as requested by the Imperial Envoy."

The secret guard of the East Palace took out an exquisite silk book from his sleeve.

"Lin Guo, the head of the Lin family, a famous martial arts family in Yan State."

"anything else?"

The Chu State Master appeared wrapped in white mist. King Yan's capital, Pingjing, must have been guarded by fire bearers. Xiaobiezhi was hidden in the dark and could easily be detected, so he also needed a usable identity.

"See the Imperial Preceptor."

After the secret guard of the East Palace named Su Ping saluted, he suddenly wanted to speak but couldn't help but looked embarrassed.

"The only one we could activate immediately in our haste was the Lin family..."

"It doesn't matter."

Master Chu disguised his voice as a deep and deep middle-aged female voice.

"It doesn't matter whether you are a wife or a concubine. I don't care about that. Just say it and I won't blame you."

"Thank you, Master Guoshi."

Chief Su Wei breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head to look at the silk book in his hand again.

"Lin Miaofeng, the eldest daughter of Lin Guo, the head of the Lin family, is in her late twenties."

Zhao Cuo's expression gradually became strange. He tried hard not to act strange and waited for the Imperial Master to speak.

"...Can I still change it?"

Chu Beizhi said after a long silence that she regretted her informal remarks just now, which seemed a bit unacceptable.

"For the time being, the only identities that can be used are Lin Guo and Lin Miaofeng. Because I'm afraid you won't be able to bring your entourage into the venue where King Yan will hold the conference, so the Imperial Master must use his official identity."

The secret guard of the East Palace said cautiously.

"I see."

The young master was quiet for a while and then responded in an understatement.

"You should have brought the detailed identity information of the father and daughter, right?"
To be continued...