After I disguised myself as a man, I became everyone's white moonlight

Rong Qingzhu listened with a smile beside him.

Judging from their performance, neither of them seemed dissatisfied with what Zhou Yichen said.

Chu Xi had to say a few words of humility, and then the meal got to the point.

When it was time to eat, no one spoke. After all, they had all been educated in aristocratic families, and when it came to not talking while eating, they all strictly followed the rule.

Zhou Qingmin sat opposite Chu Xi and unconsciously raised her eyes to stare at Chu Xi several times. Although her action was not too rude, it was still seen by others.

Rong Qingzhu ate quietly, while Tang Yuhuai looked left and right with great interest, trying not to make his intentions too obvious.

Zhou Yichen said nothing, as if he didn't notice anything unusual about Zhou Qingmin. Chu Xi, as the person involved, was concentrating on eating and didn't meet Zhou Qingmin's gaze.

After dinner, Zhou Yichen asked Chu Xi to go to his study. Rong Qingzhu and Tang Yuhuai tactfully said goodbye first, saying that they wanted to go and see the patients in the city.

Zhou Yichen ordered his followers to take the two of them to the dyeing workshop. Zhou Qingmin wanted to say something but stopped himself several times. The four people present saw it, but no one pointed it out and pretended not to know.

*

study.

Zhou Yichen pointed to the soft couch and said, "Lie down for a while. I think you must be exhausted today."

"That's not necessary. I'm fine."

Chu Xi had a thorough understanding of how to get along with Zhou Yichen. In addition, modern thinking was still ingrained in her bones. She really couldn't be really terrified by a few words from Zhou Yichen.

If it were Rong Qingzhu and Tang Yuhuai, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they should at least say, "I dare not."

Chu Xi seldom called himself "minister" or "subordinate" in front of Zhou Yichen, and Zhou Yichen never called him "king" in front of him. Both of them tacitly ignored the rules between the monarch and his subjects.

"I called you here to tell you that the mastermind behind the assassin you captured last time has been interrogated and he was sent by the Yao family." Zhou Yichen's expression showed obvious disgust when he mentioned the Yao family.

There are not many people and things that can make Zhou Yichen show such an expression. When it comes to the Yao family's affairs, Zhou Yichen has always been quite disgusted.

It has nothing to do with the Yao family being officials. It is purely because the late queen was said to have been assassinated by the Yao family. Even Zhou Yichen's grandfather was targeted and implicated by the Yao family every other day when he was an official in the court.

Most of the ministers said that Zhou Yichen's grandfather was too powerful and might have rebellious intentions, but Your Majesty wanted to protect him and force Zhou Yichen's grandfather to withdraw from the court, pressing him step by step.

As long as the Yao family handed in a memorial, no matter whether the news was true or false, they would question him right away, targeting the first one.

This made Zhou Yichen extremely disgusted with the Yao family. Over the years, the Yao family had also helped the current Eighth Prince to target Zhou Yichen.

"The Yao family?" Chu Xi seemed to be thinking, "Is that person a guard who had sneaked into His Highness's mansion a long time ago?"

"I have been in the mansion for a year. Fortunately, I am not used to relying on others on weekdays. There are few people around me. Except for Zheng Hao, I don't let anyone get close to me. That person is usually just an ordinary guard in my outer courtyard."

Zhou Yichen knew that there must be some hidden spies arranged by others in his mansion, so he was very vigilant in this regard. "If it weren't for this trip to Yunzhou, you would never have the chance to get close to me in this life."

"Your Highness, there is no need to be angry. Since the person has been dug out by us, we can make some adjustments to this matter and move from being in the open to being behind the scenes."

Chu Xi had already entered into this chess game, and she could only choose to fight alongside Zhou Yichen.

Zhou Yichen associated two things. He thought about the whole thing carefully before Chu Xi came back. He always felt that everyone who entered the old house had eaten a meal that softened the muscles. This was a big suspicious point.

If there was no traitor, he would never believe it.

"An Ping'an sneaked out of the palace to Yunzhou this time. I'm worried that the Yao family is secretly behind the scenes. They must have arranged spies in the team."

Chu Xi thought of Zhou Qingmin's behavior, "It doesn't look like the Ninth Princess had planned this."

She believed in her own judgment and could tell whether a person was calculating or not.

Excluding the inherent impression given to her by the original work, Zhou Qingmin's behavior in front of her was indeed like a young girl who had just fallen in love.

Zhou Yichen doesn't like Zhou Qingmin because she has always had an inseparable relationship with the Yao family, but he won't be overly angry with her, at most he will just ignore her.

"Ping An's feelings for you are not fake, but unfortunately the Eighth Prince and the Yao family behind her are not good people. They can even use her own sister and niece."

Chu Xi was not overly surprised. There were countless people in history who sacrificed their daughters and sisters for power. Although she didn't know the eighth prince very well.

But it was really suspicious that Zhou Qingmin, a woman trapped in the deep palace, wanted to sneak into the disaster relief team too smoothly.

There were too many suspicious points along the way. Everyone was suddenly caught in the trap, and after the men in black led them away, bandits appeared. There were too many.

Including the attitude of the boss at that time who did not allow the second in command to touch the ninth princess is also worth further study.

"I called you in today not only to discuss a countermeasure to lure out more spies, but also to remind you that when you return to the capital after this trip, His Majesty will probably grant you a marriage and let you marry Ping An."

Chu Xi almost dropped his jaw when he heard this.

"Marriage?"

"Your Majesty would not mind sacrificing a daughter to sever your connection with me and cut off your chance to enter the six ministries of the imperial court and help me."

When Zhou Yichen talks about his biological father, he often calls him "Majesty" in a cold and distant way.

Chu Xi didn't expect that she would have a role to play in this. "Even if His Majesty agrees, will the Eighth Prince and the Queen agree?"

"I'm not sure about the Queen, but the Eighth Prince has no reason to disagree. He also wants to win over you and the Loyal and Brave Marquisate. Marriage is the most direct way."

The Eighth Prince would be happy to cut off his wings and gain a powerful general for himself.

Chu Xi raised an eyebrow, his eyes slightly cold, "Let alone I don't plan to get married, even if they really force me to marry the princess, so what, will I change my camp just because I marry her?"

Naive idea.

She didn't like people treating women as commodities for trade, even if that was the context of the time.

Zhou Yichen patted Chu Xi on the shoulder and chuckled knowingly. He had never doubted Qi Bai's determination.

"Qi Bai, write a letter home and send it back to the capital. Just remind your grandfather secretly. The old marquis is a smart man and he will understand."

"Okay, I'll write it now."

*

The next day, the old marquis (Chu Jiang's grandfather) who received the letter saw that his grandson wrote in the letter that he had not seen cousin Qingyin for a long time, so he asked his mother to bring her home and ask a famous doctor in Beijing to take her cousin's pulse and regulate her body.

The old marquis understood Chu Jiang's meaning at a glance, and immediately sent his butler to call his son, who had just returned from court, to his yard.