Losses

Fu Zheng's expression shifted slightly as she looked at Chu Zhiyuan. "Your Highness?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head.

The First Prince's party was surely heavily guarded.

Even if they were attacked, nothing serious would happen.

The most dangerous situation in an assassination was being caught completely off guard, without enough guards.

The First Prince's party would never be so unprepared.

So there was nothing to worry about.

"Your Highness?"

"There should be no major problem. Otherwise, the news would have spread everywhere by now."

"Could Yuan Zhen have done it again?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "An assassination like this is asking for trouble, practically suicidal. It was probably not Yuan Zhen. Only the Demon Race would do something like this."

Fu Zheng said, "They simply cannot bear to see Your Highness get married."

She felt as though the entire world was working against this wedding.

Too many people were trying to stop this marriage and sabotage this alliance by marriage.

Whether within the Phoenix Dynasty, among the Demon Race and Devil Race, or in the Yuan Zhen Dynasty, they were openly or secretly obstructing and sabotaging it.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Have you considered one possibility? The news about the cave mansion was not suppressed by the two Princes."

"Then who else could it have been?" Fu Zheng asked.

Lu Haoyuan also raised his head to look over.

Chu Zhiyuan gently pointed at the sky.

Fu Zheng was astonished.

Lu Haoyuan nodded thoughtfully.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "When it comes to having ears and eyes everywhere, no one surpasses her."

Fu Zheng lightly knitted her dark brows. "If it truly was her, then what should we do?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled. "Listen to her."

Naturally, the person who understood the Emperor best was the Twelfth Princess.

He was merely looking at flowers