She went to the East Palace to be a eunuch, and the prince became her subordinate.

The masked man was so frightened by Zique that he didn't dare to breathe, and the cold sweat on his body penetrated his black clothes.

Seeing a touch of red on the masked man's neck, Zique put down the dagger in his hand.

"Get out of here."

"Yes, Third Prince."

In the end, the masked man did not take Zique back and left in despair.

Zique glanced at the dagger with a few drops of blood on the blade, and felt a little distressed for a moment.

Why hadn't he discovered earlier that Yuandao was an expert in making daggers?

After spending the past two days together, Zique discovered that Yuandao really knew a lot of things, including medical skills, blacksmithing, and even basic embroidery.

This is the first time Zique has seen such an almighty person.

Zique carefully selected this dagger for a long time. When he was in the palace, envoys often presented good weapons as tribute, but Zique picked it over and over and couldn't find one he particularly liked.

But if you look at the weapons forged by Yuandao, they are all growing on the tip of Zique's heart.

"The third prince is so elegant."

Just as he was thinking about it, a familiar voice pulled Zique out of his memories.

Zique was shocked all over and turned around incredulously. Mo Yunzheng stood behind him at some point, looking at him with dark eyes.

For some reason, in front of Mo Yunzheng's eyes, Zique felt that he was almost transparent, as if nothing could be hidden from him.

Indeed, at the first sight of this man, Zique knew very clearly that Mo Yunzheng was very dangerous.

"Your Highness, what are you talking about?"

Even so, Zique still wanted to make a final struggle. He waved his hands and put on his lazy and unruly look.

"By the way, Your Highness, there was an assassin just now. Fortunately, I responded in time, otherwise Little Ye Zi's father-in-law would have been captured by them."

Mo Yunzheng lowered his eyes and glanced at Ye Xuwan, who was sleeping peacefully by the tree.

"Really?" Mo Yunzheng asked back: "The assassin is very brave if he dares to touch the people in the palace. How about this? I will order to hunt down the assassin now and then execute him in Lingchi. I want to ask, what happened? Who sent him?"

Zique frowned and clenched his fists quietly.

Seeing that the matter could no longer be concealed, Zique gave up pretending and smiled helplessly.

"Your Highness, why bother? You still need to use the troops of the East Palace. You might as well just tie me up."

As he said that, Zique spread his hands: "Eunuch Xiao Yezi is just unconscious. Don't ever think that I killed him."

"Of course I know."

Mo Yunzheng took back the folding fan in his hand: "You don't have the courage."

"..."

Zique chuckled and put his hands on his hips.

"Mo Yunzheng, when did you discover my identity?"

Zique had always thought that he had been hiding very well. Even in Concubine Lin's palace, he had not revealed anything. How did Mo Yunzheng find out about it?

Mo Yunzheng's eyes were downcast.

"When you came back from Concubine Lin's dormitory, how could a person who was making a living in the land of fireworks know so many life-saving martial arts? Moreover, the poison you gave Lin Huan was a secret medicine that only your country could develop."

Mo Yunzheng's explanation was flawless, and Zique expressed that he had a headache.

In the end, he sold his identity for the two thousand taels of gold.

The gain outweighs the loss.

"So, Your Highness, I broke into your country without permission. Do you want to execute me?"

"How could it be? I still have something to ask of you." Hearing what Mo Yunzheng said, Zique became interested.

He raised his lips slightly and said, "Tell me about it?"

"My father issued a decree two days ago, asking Xinyang to go to your country to get married. It should be with you."

"What a coincidence."

Zique sneered: "I didn't promise this, it was the old man who promised it. I have always been at odds with him, and you should be able to tell, otherwise I wouldn't be able to live here."

Mo Yunzheng had already inquired about Zique's affairs, so he naturally knew this.

"So, do you want me to be nicer to your sister, or do you want me to find a husband for her?"

As Zique spoke, his body involuntarily moved closer to Mo Yunzheng.

After not seeing her for a few days, the fragrance on Zique's body was even stronger, making Mo Yunzheng's nose very uncomfortable.

Mo Yunzheng frowned slightly: "Stay away from me."

"Hey~ Your Highness, is this your attitude of asking for help?"

Zique smiled, until he saw the sternness in Mo Yunzheng's dark eyes, he calmed down a bit.

"Okay, tell me."

"I also ask the third prince to refuse the marriage, and our country will maintain friendly exchanges in other ways."

"What if I don't refuse."

Zique's mood to stir things up reached its peak, and he finally had the means to catch Mo Yunzheng's tail. How could Zique lose this opportunity so easily.

"Although I have no interest in the country, I know this. As long as you send the princess and her husband over, we can ensure that we will not provoke war while the princess is alive. Your country has a strong economy, and our country's soldiers are fighting bravely on the battlefield. When the fight finally breaks out, we still don’t know who will win and who will lose.”

What Zique said is indeed true. There has never been real peace and friendship between the two countries, but only checks and balances of interests.

This is why Concubine De can only obey the emperor's orders no matter how unwilling she is.

Mo Yunzheng chuckled: "Indeed, what the third prince said is indeed correct, but don't forget, you are still in my hands."

As Mo Yunzheng spoke, he put away the folding fan in his hand and put it on Zique's shoulder.

"Although the third prince is now in good health, if we really fight, he may not be my opponent?"

"Besides, as the prince, I can mobilize troops at any time. When the time comes, I can tie you up and exchange the life of a prince for a princess. I feel it is still worth it."

Zique was frightened by Mo Yunzheng's words: "Mo Yunzheng, you are threatening me."

"No, I am negotiating with you."

He put away his hand, and his eyes became more meaningful: "You and I are just getting what we need. As a descendant of the royal family, I know very well what you want, but we can only have two different paths."

"You may not want this throne, but I must."

Mo Yunzheng was so frank that Zique couldn't deal with it. He sighed, looked at Yuandao who was following behind him in confusion, and waved his hand.

"That's all, just listen to you. I didn't agree with the marriage. I wanted to introduce the princess to other royal brothers. It seems that they are not so lucky."

"But Mo Yunzheng, I don't want to help you in vain."

As he spoke, Zique approached Mo Yunzheng's ear.

"I want that dagger newly forged by Yuandao. Did you see it? It's really beautiful. If I can get it..."

Zique became more and more excited as he talked, like a child who saw candy.

Mo Yunzheng rolled his eyes at him and interrupted him directly.

"If you want to get it yourself, I can't help you."