Quick Wear: The Heirless Boss Wants to Get Close to Her Every Day

Chapter 464 The General's Daughter vs. the Deposed Crown Prince with No Heir (1)

When Shen Shuyi regained consciousness, she heard a "clattering" sound. When she opened her eyes, she saw a carriage.

[Host, you have entered a new small world. This is an era where imperial power reigns supreme, and you are the legitimate daughter of General Shen.]
After receiving the information from the different plane and merging with the original owner's memories, Shen Shuyi frowned slightly.

"It's too awful."

[Host, are you referring to the original owner? It was quite tragic. Her mother died when she was seven, and later, she was labeled a jinx and sent back to her maternal grandmother's house by her biological father, Shen Jing, to live in seclusion. Even when she came of age, they didn't bring her back to the mansion. Just as the emperor was about to choose a princess for his sons, he brought her back to Chang'an, ostensibly for her sake, but actually to place his bets among the princes—more daughters, more security.]
Shen Shuyi lifted the curtain on the side of the carriage and looked at the rural grass and trees rushing past outside.

"Currently, the General's Mansion only has three children: an adopted son, Shen Feng, and a second daughter, Shen Qingyi (born to the stepmother). The original owner was the least favored one."

"In the previous life, the original owner was killed by his stepmother and sister not long after returning to the general's mansion."

[Host, the original owner hopes you can help her avenge her mother and find out the cause of her death.]
"Ah."

[Host, your mission this time involves Zhao Heng, the deposed crown prince of Zhao. Zhao Heng was originally the most outstanding heir apparent of Zhao, skilled in both literature and martial arts, virtuous and talented, and praised by everyone. Unfortunately, after his great victory over the enemy army, he was poisoned at the celebration banquet. He survived, but he will never be able to have children.]
[The emperor searched far and wide for renowned physicians for him, but all to no avail. As the crown prince, how could the future emperor be without an heir? Under pressure, the emperor deposed Zhao Heng from his position as crown prince, but retained his princely title, and moved him out of the Eastern Palace to the residence of Prince Su.]
[Zhao Heng lost his right to the throne, and with enemies eyeing him covetously, he was repeatedly assassinated. The fourth prince, Zhao Qiyu, eventually seized power and, in order to expand the territory, repeatedly sent Zhao Heng into battle. He was wounded in battle, large and small, and ultimately died on the battlefield. Zhao Heng's military achievements were numerous, and he brought benefits to the people. Heaven took pity on him and specially sent you to ensure his continuation of the family line and to save him from his tragic fate.]
Shen Shuyi nodded thoughtfully. She checked the information about Zhao Heng: a gentleman, gentle and refined.

But as a general who had risked his life on the battlefield, he was probably not as gentle and modest as he appeared. In her opinion, Zhao Heng's death was too strange.

The carriage rumbled forward as Shen Shuyi took out a small box from her bundle. Inside was a small bronze mirror.

The reflection in the mirror was somewhat blurry, but one could still see her delicate, unadorned face—a true beauty in the making.

After an unknown amount of time, the carriage stopped in front of the official road post station, and Shen Feng, who was ordered to escort her back to the general's mansion, arrived at the horse farm.

"Let's get off here and rest at the post station tonight. We'll enter Chang'an City tomorrow morning."

A maidservant stepped forward and lifted the curtain, and Shen Shuyi reached out her fair and slender hand to help her down from the carriage.

Shen Feng was slightly taken aback when he saw those fair and slender fingers, and then the graceful figure who stepped off the carriage wearing a white veil. After not seeing her for many years, she had become even more beautiful.

Shen Shuyi glanced at the tall, resolute-looking man. He was Shen Feng, the original owner's older brother. Shen Feng was an orphan that Shen Jing had picked up from the battlefield and grew up in the general's mansion. He and the original owner had played together very well when they were young, but he had neglected the original owner ever since he became close to Shen Qingyi.

"Thank you for your trouble, Young General." Her voice was distant and indifferent.

Shen Feng felt that Shen Shuyi's personality had changed a lot, but he didn't think much of it and went in first to arrange accommodation.

Shen Shuyi quickly washed up, got into bed, and before she could fall asleep, she heard the sound of horses' hooves outside.

Outside, Shen Feng was unreliable, so she was on high alert.

"66, please help me find out who is coming." Official post stations are not places that just anyone can stop and stay at. They are usually for officials of all ranks who are traveling on business or for the homes of some noble families in Chang'an.

[Host, don't be afraid, it's Zhao Heng. However, Zhao Heng will soon be assassinated. In my previous life, Shen Feng stood by and did not intervene because he was a member of the Fourth Prince Zhao Qiyu's faction and an enemy of the deposed crown prince.]
Shen Shuyi put on her clothes. She only carried a bag of silver needles and some sleeping powder. The original owner of this body had been weak since childhood and was abandoned by Shen Jing to live with her maternal grandmother. Fortunately, her maternal grandmother found a good doctor to treat her illness.

The original owner was very interested in healing arts, so she became an apprentice of Doctor Li to learn medicine. This was a good thing for Shen Shuyi, as it allowed her to perfectly explain her mastery of medicine. Whether in modern or ancient times, being proficient in medicine was a very useful advantage. [Host, please save your target. He was seriously injured in this assassination attempt and suffered a lifelong illness.]
Shen Shuyi glanced at her slender, fair hands. "I'm powerless to save him, especially since Shen Feng is right here. The original owner's relationship with Shen Feng was just so-so. If I run into trouble, Shen Feng might not even come to my rescue."

Shen Feng is such an ingrate. Back then, he was picked up from the battlefield by Shen Jing. He was thin and weak, timid and self-conscious. The original owner of this body treated him as a brother sincerely, bringing him food and drink and treating him with sincerity. But in the end, he sided with Shen Qingyi.

After the original owner returned to the General's Mansion, Shen Feng did a lot of harm to the original owner in order to please Shen Qingyi.

She thought for a moment, "How about this, Zhao Heng didn't die in this assassination attempt in his previous life, right? 66, you give me the coordinates, and I'll find a chance to rescue him."

At the very least, she should wait until the thugs finished fighting before leaving. The original owner of this body didn't know martial arts and was a delicate and frail person. Rushing in would be tantamount to courting death.

[no problem. ]
Soon, the sounds of fighting could be heard from the post station.

A moment later, a steady footstep came and stopped in front of her door, and Shen Feng's voice rang out.

"Shuyi, are you asleep?"

Shen Shuyi pretended to be asleep and didn't make a sound, but after a while she heard the man's voice again.

"Don't worry, the guards are all standing guard at the door."

Shen Shuyi frowned slightly. "66, is anyone guarding the window?"

If not, she could climb out the window to leave. Although she didn't know any light-footed kung fu, she still possessed the martial arts skills etched deep in her soul.

[No. Route generated; please act accordingly.]
The night was deep, and the sounds of swords clashing were particularly clear, occasionally startling birds in the trees into crying, creating a chaotic scene.

Before climbing out the window, Shen Shuyi even exchanged for a protective talisman from the system. Her life was at stake, and fortunately, the second floor of the inn wasn't very high, so she managed to leave the room safely.

At the same time, a man dressed in black brocade robes and with his hair tied up in a jade crown drew a soft sword from his waist and fought with more than a dozen black-clad assassins who jumped down from the eaves.

"Your Highness, you go first, we'll cover your retreat!" several men in guard uniforms shouted as they fought off the assassins.

Zhao Heng frowned slightly, spun around, and brandished his sword. The soft sword coiled around the attacker's wrist like a serpent, and he used the momentum to leap into the air. His black brocade boots stomped heavily on the assassin's shoulder, and several more assassins were killed with a single sword strike.

Blood dripped from the long sword in Zhao Heng's hand. The cold moonlight shone on his jade-like face. Suddenly, he frowned and clutched his chest with one hand.

In that moment of distraction, he was stabbed by the assassin's sword.

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(End of this chapter)