Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback
Chapter 572: Whose path is her existence obstructing?!

Chapter 572: Chapter 572: Whose path is her existence obstructing?!

The Silver-faced Fox glanced at Zhan Lan dressed in male attire, his face flushed and heart raced instantly. He hadn’t expected Zhan Lan to look so stunning with a slight male disguise.

The young man on the road is like jade, unmatched in the world.

Moreover, with this demeanor, Zhan Lan bore the aura of a warrior, practically making her an incredibly handsome man.

Even with her impeccable disguise skills, without a good foundation, such a peerless handsome man couldn’t be presented.

Zhan Lan coughed lightly, bringing the Silver-faced Fox back to reality. He glanced at Zhan Lan and then took out several feet of white cloth.

"Right, here you go, don’t let it slip."

Zhan Lan followed the Silver-faced Fox’s gaze to her chest, instantly understanding his intention, "Alright, you go wait for me outside!"

The Silver-faced Fox raised his brows and left.

Zhan Lan took off her clothes and began wrapping her chest with the white cloth.

Once she put her clothes back on again, she completely transformed into a man.

Even she couldn’t spot any flaws.

Zhan Lan even intentionally walked past Wang Qingchen and Huang Gun, neither of whom noticed her disguise.

The hostel housed more than just their diplomatic group, so her comings and goings didn’t raise suspicion among the group’s members.

Very satisfied, Zhan Lan left the hostel together with the Silver-faced Fox.

The Silver-faced Fox sat with her in the carriage, where the driver was Zhan Lan’s Dark Guard Commander Qin Ming.

Qin Ming had undergone a slight disguise and was unrecognizable.

Surrounding the carriage were Hidden Guards brought by Zhan Lan.

The Silver-faced Fox leaned within the carriage, smiling as he said, "From now on, I’ll call you Mr. Lan!"

Zhan Lan folded her arms, "Alright, but I can’t call you Young Master Yin, what’s your actual surname?"

The Silver-faced Fox snapped open a fan with a flourish, "Then you can call me Mr. Bai!"

Zhan Lan’s lips twitched slightly; she was surnamed Lan, and the Silver-faced Fox claimed to be surnamed Bai, clearly making it up.

"Mr. Lan, where are we headed?" The Silver-faced Fox gently fanned himself, his ink-black hair dancing along.

Zhan Lan couldn’t help but criticize the man before her internally; the Silver-faced Fox was even more flamboyant than Huang Gun, fanning himself in the cold winter.

"We’re going to the Eastern Wei’s imperial city first."

The Silver-faced Fox’s fanning action abruptly halted, closing the fan as he said, "My dear lady, you certainly have courage."

Zhan Lan smiled knowingly, causing the Silver-faced Fox to blush unexpectedly, "Dear lady, can you not smile at me? I’m afraid I might change my orientation in the future."

Zhan Lan pressed her lips and firmly stated, "You won’t."

The Silver-faced Fox chuckled awkwardly, "Let’s not speak too absolutely; I can’t guarantee we won’t develop feelings over time."

"Be serious," Zhan Lan nudged him with an elbow, and the Silver-faced Fox immediately apologized, "I misspoke."

He usually wasn’t serious, realizing he shouldn’t flirt with Zhan Lan anymore. If this renowned female general ends up beating him, he might be bedridden for half a month.

He analyzed, "From here, starting through the small roads into Eastern Wei, we can avoid inspections. We’ll reach the Eastern Wei’s imperial city in two days, but entering the imperial city requires a pass token, Mr. Lan, do you have one?" the Silver-faced Fox asked.

Zhan Lan spoke with her eyes closed, "With so many people entering and leaving the Eastern Wei imperial city daily, there’s bound to be a chance to blend in."

The Silver-faced Fox slapped his forehead, "Mr. Lan, don’t be overly confident. Eastern Wei’s strength shouldn’t be underestimated; it’s not Ding’an City. You can’t just stand there, have scores of guards respectfully kneel from hundreds of steps away, scrambling to open the city gate for you."

Zhan Lan lifted her eyelids to look at him, "Then it depends on your skills. Otherwise, wouldn’t my vast amounts of silver be wasted? With your disguise skills, can’t you perform an escape trick?"

The Silver-faced Fox spread his hands, "Mr. Lan’s words are quite right, but you can’t rely on me for everything, can you?"

Zhan Lan casually tossed him a token, "Here, this is for you."

The Silver-faced Fox’s eyes lit up; Zhan Lan had already prepared. He took the token and waved it at Zhan Lan, "Mr. Lan does things reliably."

Zhan Lan closed her eyes, taking a nap and ignoring him. The Silver-faced Fox muttered to himself, "I’ll nap briefly; all will be well with Mr. Lan around."

The carriage rocked gently on the road as Zhan Lan closed her eyes, contemplating.

During Si Yun’s ascension, she noticed the Eastern Wei’s Left General Xie Yuanzhang’s momentary shock upon seeing Mu Yan.

What connection does Mu Yan have with Eastern Wei, and why did Qingcheng want to kill her before?

Could it simply be because Mu Yan abandoned thoughts of restoring the nation due to her?

On that day, Qingcheng had visited the rouge shop, surely meeting someone behind the scenes.

Now Mu Yan has ascended the throne and become emperor, yet Qingcheng’s backer still hasn’t given up on her assassination, why is that?

Whom does her existence ultimately obstruct!

Will Qingcheng’s backer continue using Qingcheng against her or seek others?

She has an inkling that these matters are all related to Eastern Wei.

Her Hidden Guards have already infiltrated the Eastern Wei imperial city, and seeking the truth requires her personal investigation.

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On the other side, Academician Lu Zhong sat at the desk. Wang Qingchen and Huang Gun, with Zhan Hui, sat across from him.

Lu Zhong glanced at Huang Gun, having heard about Huang Gun’s erratic behavior, puzzled about how the emperor selected him to participate in negotiations.

Lu Zhong said, "Eastern Wei’s sincerity for negotiations with our Dayu is lacking. Initially, they proposed talks three days later; now they’ve postponed it to five days later."

Wang Qingchen listened quietly to Lu Zhong, while Zhan Hui glanced at the map of the two countries, listening to Lu Zhong’s analysis.

Huang Gun’s small eyes blinked, seemingly absent-minded.

Lu Zhong continued, "The upper reaches of the Qiliu River are ours in Dayu, while the lower reaches belong to Eastern Wei. Naturally, delineating the border is challenging; having soldiers disguised as fishermen harass our border people is merely an attempt to probe our Dayu’s attitude. Now is absolutely not the time to rashly resort to force. Your Majesty’s decree mandates sitting down for proper talks but without yielding the nation’s dignity."

Zhan Hui nodded slightly, "Currently within Dayu’s territory, waiting is permissible, but I feel they’ll purposely delay again after five days."

Lu Zhong’s eyes were deep, "Even if so, we can’t lose our composure. There’s no rush; we have plenty of time to outlast them."

Wang Qingchen agreed, "For negotiations, both parties must make concessions. Eastern Wei might be strong, but Dayu has grown equally robust. If they rashly go to war, they must consider the hefty price they’ll pay. I believe when they propose talks, we can attend, but there’s no need to hurry. We should use their tactics against them, even arriving a day late."

Lu Zhong nodded in agreement with Wang Qingchen’s view, turning to the absent-minded Huang Gun, asking, "Mr. Huang, what are your thoughts?"