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Jiulan Mountain suppressed bandits, but there has been no big movement. The emperor issued five imperial edicts in succession, urging Zhou Jin to suppress the bandits as soon as possible.

"Your Majesty, should we move faster?"

"The emperor seems to be worried."

Song Xingzhi was worried that King Duan would offend the emperor because of this matter. Everyone knew that King Duan was in a difficult situation and was under attack from both sides.

Zhou Jin lowered his eyes and looked at the book in his hand casually. Her long dark hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she had obviously just taken a shower.

"No, everything went as planned."

We must not rush into suppressing bandits. Judging from the previous failed experiences in suppressing bandits in Baiqu County, there must be insiders among the officials here.

Unless this traitor is found out, it will be difficult to completely suppress the bandits.

Zhou Jinping retreated from Song Xingzhi and stood alone in front of the window, looking at the moon in the sky.

Today is his birthday, but no one remembers it.

The emperor issued five imperial edicts in succession just to urge him to suppress the bandits.

Zhou Jin laughed at himself. He had not been expected since he was born. Who would remember his birthday?

His mother, Jing Bin, hated the emperor and his son. She was originally a queen, but she was reduced to a concubine.

The emperor killed her childhood sweetheart husband and children, robbed her of her body, and even allowed her to give birth to evil offspring. How could Concubine Jing not hate him.

"You bastard, why didn't my Qin'er survive, but you bastard survived?"

"Looking at your face makes me sick."

"I'm going to kill you, kill you."

Zhou Jin closed her eyes in pain, unwilling to recall the past. Often in his dreams, he would turn into the child with bare feet and single clothes, standing in the heavy snow and covered with scars.

Everyone is plotting against him, including his Princess Duan.

Once upon a time, Zhou Jin hoped to find a congenial princess and did not want to repeat the tragedy of the previous generation.

However, the emperor did not give him this opportunity and designated the daughter of the Xu family as his concubine to suppress him.

Let the daughter of the Xu family be the daughter of the Xu family. If we can't get along well, then we can treat each other as guests.

Never thought that the marriage, which was not satisfactory to begin with, would turn into a joke.

So what if he was strategizing on the battlefield, he would still be manipulated.

Zhou Jin closed the window and shut out the moon.

The whole person is in darkness. If there is no light, then you will get used to darkness.

He wants to stand on the supreme position and hold everyone in the palm of his hand.

"Dong dong, Prince Duan, have you rested?"

It was Zhang San's voice. What did she want from me at such a late hour?

The lights in the room had been turned off. Zhou Jin didn't want to see anyone at this moment, so he didn't answer.

"Prince Duan, are you asleep?"

"King Duan?"

Zhou Jin was a little speechless. Even if he had fallen asleep at this moment, he would still be woken up by Zhang San's series of questions.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open.

The dagger in Zhou Jin's hand shone coldly in the darkness.

In the weak candlelight, Xu Baoer came in with a candle in his hand and a bowl of longevity noodles.

After seeing Xu Baoer's appearance clearly, Zhou Jin quickly put the dagger in his sleeve.

"Ah, Prince Duan, you're not sleeping."

Xu Baoer pretended not to see Zhou Jin's dagger and happily placed the noodles in his hands on the table. And used the candle in his hand to light the lamp on the table.

In an instant, the room became much brighter.

Zhou Jin scanned the bowl of longevity noodles. Thin noodles, orange-yellow eggs, and clear soup with a little fat and chopped green onion floating in it.

It looks very tasty.

"Today is my birthday, so I cooked an extra bowl of noodles. Your Majesty, please try my handiwork."

Zhou Jin didn't think it was such a coincidence that Zhang San was born on the same birthday as himself.

This Zhang San obviously knew her birth date, so she specially made longevity noodles. What was her intention?

Not only did the woman dress up as a man, but she also delivered a meal in the middle of the night. It looked like there was a ghost no matter how you looked at it.

"My lord?"

Xu Baoer had never seen Zhou Jin like this, wearing a white slutty dress, with her long hair spread out, and her bare feet on the satin patterned carpet.

This Zhou Jin is much less aggressive, and under the candlelight, her eyebrows look much softer.

"Don't eat after lunch."

"This king is going to bed, go out."

No matter what the other party's purpose was, Zhou Jin would not eat the bowl of noodles and send the guest away coldly.

"Your Majesty, I have admired you since I was a child. Your Majesty is a hero who protects your family and country. Now I finally have the opportunity to get close to you."

"Actually, today is not my birthday. I know today is the prince's birthday. I wanted to send him a face, but I was embarrassed, so I made a lame excuse. Please forgive me, prince."

Xu Baoer looked at Zhou Jin and said solemnly: "My lord, I wish you a thousand years old, always healthy and worry-free."

Zhou Jin's eyes changed from inquiry to surprise. He didn't expect that the woman in front of him with the pseudonym Zhang San was really coming for him.

Admired? Once she knew that he was an ambitious person who coveted the throne, she would no longer admire him.

Going into battle to kill the enemy was his only option to protect himself.

"go out."

Zhou Jin hates those people who deliberately get close to her and want to use and hurt her. He had seen too many people like this when he was a child, and every time he believed them, it pushed him into a more terrifying abyss.

"Sorry to bother you, Your Majesty."

Xu Baoer knew that Zhou Jin was suspected of being seriously ill, so of course he would not think that a bowl of longevity noodles could win his heart.

For Zhou Jin, you have to figure it out slowly and don't act too hastily.

The door was gently closed, and Zhou Jin walked into the table and looked down at the bowl of longevity noodles.

Chang Jian is worry-free?

His birthday is the memorial day of his half-brother Qin Lu.

The emperor specially chose this day to kill Qin Lu. He thought that Jing Bin's willingness to give birth to his child meant that she was interested in him.

Little did she know that Concubine Jing had to endure the humiliation just to save Qin Lu's life.

When Qin Lu died, Concubine Jing went completely crazy. A fire could burn down the entire palace compound.

Zhou Jin turned around and walked towards the bed. With a wave of her sleeves, the candle on the table was extinguished.

The next morning.

Zhou Jin was wearing a black satin simple suit, sitting on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed and meditating. She wore soap boots of the same color on her feet.

Several maids quickly tidied up the room, while Song Xingzhi stood aside to supervise the work.

"Your Majesty, there is a safety button next to this bowl of noodles."

"Throw it away together with the noodles."

Song Xingzhi picked up the safety buckle and saw a golden bead strung on the exquisite black braided rope. The golden bead was engraved with the word "Rui", which was obviously specially prepared for the prince.

After glancing at the prince without opening his eyes, Song Xingzhi secretly hid the safety buckle.

"You guys, please clean all of this and don't let it get in the eyes of the prince."

Song Xingzhi commanded the maid with a guilty conscience, fearing that the prince might notice something.

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Zhou Rui was going to inspect the foot of Jiulan Mountain, and Xu Baoer quickly came out with her little donkey.

"I'll go as well."

Song Xingzhi glanced at Xu Baoer's little donkey and teased.

"Mr. Zhang, we are going to inspect the bandits' den, not go to the market. If the bandits attack, you won't be able to escape."

"But I can't ride a horse, so what can I do?"

Xu Baoer can ride a horse, but now that he can, he has to pretend that he can't.

"Forget it, I'll take you there, and you'll ride on the same horse with me." Song Xingzhi sighed, rode the horse next to Xu Baoer, and stretched out his hand.