My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 542 What This King Knows Is the Same

Shen Qianxia nestled obediently in his arms and soon fell asleep.

The sound of rain outside the house was still there, and the sound of thunder was booming. The sky seemed to be opened, and there was no sign of stopping it.

After an unknown amount of time, Rong Zhan gently put her aside, got up, put on his robe, and left the room.

Not far from the inn, there was a luxurious carriage parked, and Yun Chu sat in the outer room and guarded it.

Seeing Rong Zhan coming with an umbrella, he quickly stood up and saluted slightly: "Seventh Prince, you are here, my son has been waiting for a long time."

Rong Zhan responded lightly, put away the umbrella, and stepped into the carriage.

Yun Chu took the umbrella in his hand and pushed open the sedan door.

There is a large space inside the carriage, with an exquisite table placed in the middle, and the incense burner in the upper left corner is burning with incense, and the smell is very faint.

There was a chess board on the table. Situ Che was wearing a moon-white robe, and his jade-like face was slightly cold. He was sitting on a chair, holding a white jade chess piece in his hand.

Hearing the movement, Situ Che raised his eyes to look at the door, and said in a calm tone, "It seems that I disturbed the prince to rest."

Rong Zhan took a seat opposite him, leaned on the back of the chair, glanced at the chessboard, "Come here late at night, what do you want to ask?"

"Where's Shen Qianxia?" Situ Che cut to the point, looking at him calmly.

Rong Zhan's expression remained unchanged, his cool lips parted lightly: "She's asleep."

Situ Che's eyes flashed inexplicably, and there were slight ripples on his plain face.

"You already knew that her and Shen Muxue's birthdays were swapped?"

Rong Zhan nodded.

Situ Che asked again: "Is she really the ninth day of April?"

Rong Zhan was stunned for a moment, picked up a sunspot and put it down gently, "What are you doubting? You went to Qin Tianjian twice to make unannounced visits, and what did you see?"

Situ Che suddenly felt oppressed, and his expression darkened a bit, "That stinking master seems to have been prepared for a long time. What I saw was the ninth day of April."

"Shun Ning on the ninth day of April 19." He added.

"This king knows the same thing."

"I have a feeling that Shen Qianxia was not born that day at all, and was tampered with during the period. I also investigated the details of Master Stinky."

Situ Che's voice was cold, and a trace of coldness lingered all over his body.

Rong Zhan paused and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Situ Che's expression turned slightly serious, "His identity as a master was only known seven years ago, and there was nothing before that. He must have another identity, and my people are still investigating."

When Rong Zhan heard this, he wasn't too surprised, "No matter how well you cover it up, there will still be flaws. On the night of the full moon, when this king fought him, he deliberately restrained his martial arts, as if he was afraid of being discovered."

"That's even more suspicious. Shen Qianxia's identity may be what I guessed."

Situ Che's eyes were shining brightly, and his eyebrows stretched a little.

Such an expression is rare, and the coldness that was born with him dissipated a little in an instant.

Rong Zhan pursed his lips and said, "You seem to be in a good mood."

Situ Che wiped away a trace of a smile, and fell silent like a flower blooming in spring.

It was rare for Rong Zhan to see him like this. Although he could guess how much he was, he was still a little bit surprised.

There wasn't much emotion on Situ Che's face, just subtle and undetectable changes, but such a seemingly insipid reaction must be due to something of great joy.

Rong Zhan didn't continue to ask.

Situ Che didn't intend to talk about this topic again.

He picked up the jug next to him, took out two wine bottles, and then slowly filled two glasses of wine.

The movements were smooth and natural, and the extremely subtle tremors all fell into Rong Zhan's eyes.

(End of this chapter)