Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable-Chapter 1200 - 1110: The Female Prime Minister 48

The Second Prince Mansion has been particularly strict with its access recently. Previously, Yan Ba could still disguise himself as a vegetable vendor to gather information inside, but now no outsiders can get in.

Seeing Yin Shuangshuang, an unfamiliar woman, seeking an audience at the door, the guard responded impatiently, "Our Second Prince sees no one. You’d better leave quickly and not linger here, or else be careful not to be charged with spying on the Prince Mansion."

Yin Shuangshuang lifted the curtain of the carriage, coughed a little as the breeze hit her, looked up at the guard, and said calmly, "Could you please inform the guard brother that I wish to discuss the major matters the Second Prince is currently busy with?

Just tell the Second Prince that his chips are fake. This round, he has already lost from the start, and I have a way to help him turn the tables."

After finishing, Yin Shuangshuang gave a signal to Yan Yi. Understanding, Yan Yi took a heavy purse, stepped forward a few steps, and put it in the guard’s hand.

"Please inconvenience the guard brother to make a trip. There’s some scattered silver in here, consider it as a tea and wine fund for you guards."

The guard weighed the purse in his hand, finding it quite heavy. Judging by his usual feel for silver, the bulging purse must contain at least twenty taels of silver.

This extra income was indeed very generous. The guard’s attitude softened, looking at Yin Shuangshuang, he said, "I can report this for you, young lady, but I can’t guarantee if the Second Prince will see you."

Finishing, the guard turned and went inside the mansion, while Yin Shuangshuang leaned against the carriage wall, contemplating how to persuade the Second Prince.

The current Second Prince is like a trapped beast in dire straits. It’s not so much that he wants to rebel, but that he wants to make a desperate gamble before someone kills him.

So, to dispel the Second Prince’s thoughts of rebellion, one must help him turn his current disadvantage around and get out of this predicament. Otherwise, the Second Prince won’t heed advice—such a bother.

Soon, the guard who went to report returned, saying to Yin Shuangshuang, "Young lady, the Second Prince invites you in."

Yin Shuangshuang got off the carriage and, accompanied by Yan Yi, entered the Second Prince Mansion. They passed through two courtyards via the corridors and arrived at the door of a study. Yan Yi was asked to stay outside, while only Yin Shuangshuang went into the study.

There was no one in the study, not even a serving attendant, clearly because even the other party knew the topic to be discussed with Yin Shuangshuang was very confidential, not suitable for others to overhear.

Sitting on an exquisitely carved chair was a young man in formal attire, whose face didn’t look very well.

His skin was pale without any blood color, carrying a sickly look. Dark shadows looming under his eyes, and his gaze seemed filled with anger, as if ready to lash out at any moment.

The room’s furnishings were luxurious and exquisite, of unparalleled value, each piece seeming to tell entrants that the owner of this room was no ordinary person.

Yin Shuangshuang frowned slightly; the current weather was not cool, yet this Second Prince was wearing a full formal outfit.

Formal attire naturally means layer upon layer, making it look dignified and beautiful once worn, yet extremely uncomfortable in its heat. It’s not an outfit anyone wishes to wear outside of formal occasions.

It was obvious something was off with the Second Prince, opting for such formality even at home.

It seemed this Second Prince was being driven to madness by his two brothers.

The surrounding pressure made him feel crisis at every turn, so he tried to constantly reinforce his identity and status with this kind of lavish setup and wearing identity-assertive formal attire.

This feels like a cat encountering its natural enemy, puffing up every hair to appear bigger and stronger, scaring off the enemy while simultaneously betraying its own weakness.

Yin Shuangshuang had not yet had time to properly greet and salute the Second Prince when he impatiently opened his mouth.

"You had someone tell me that the major thing I’m going to accomplish is about to fail utterly, and said my chips are fake.

Heh, how ridiculous, a little girl like you daring to advise me.

I’ll give you a chance now, tell me what major thing I am doing, and why I’m on the verge of failure.

If you can explain clearly, I’ll spare you today. If not, don’t dream of leaving my mansion alive."

The Second Prince’s words were full of gunpowder, a clear threat, but Yin Shuangshuang wasn’t afraid at all.

Yin Shuangshuang calmly finished her half-greeting, stood upright, and spoke in a cool, unfluctuating voice.

"The Second Prince’s mansion has recently purchased so many weapons, what do you plan to do with them, should not need me to state aloud."

A single sentence made the muscles on the Second Prince’s face twitch, showing he’d been gritting his teeth, and he looked at Yin Shuangshuang now with obvious vigilance.

Knowing even such a confidential matter about him buying weapons, the other must have their own intelligence network.

The Second Prince didn’t know Yin Shuangshuang’s intentions, nor from what faction she’s from. He dared not speak recklessly, fearing to reveal too much, so he simply raised his chin, with a calm-but-unreadable expression, signaling for Yin Shuangshuang to continue.

"The Second Prince must have learned of the Emperor’s grave illness, thinking the opportunity awaits, wishing to replace, control the power, and live without constant fear.

However, the Second Prince seems to have misunderstood something; perhaps someone was once loyal to you, but that doesn’t mean their loyalty won’t change."

The Second Prince’s gaze darkened, the way he looked at Yin Shuangshuang filled with inquiry.

Knowing even about the Emperor’s grave illness, who is this girl? Why is her information so accurate? What is her purpose in approaching me?

The Second Prince remained silent, but Yin Shuangshuang didn’t mind: "Does the Second Prince think your father Emperor is a fool?"

The Second Prince shook his head, eyebrows involuntarily twitching. Such outrageous words were uttered casually, without fear of being heard and punished.

Yin Shuangshuang continued to ask: "Then why do you think the Emperor would entrust his safety to someone he can’t be certain is loyal?"

The Second Prince pursed his lips. He knew perfectly well the improbability of success, also realized his discussions about the matter with the Commander of the Imperial Guard weren’t good, but he couldn’t afford to care anymore.

He was now like someone pushed to the guillotine, the executioner raised the knife high, but it hadn’t fallen. Knowing perfectly well that the executioner’s knife would come down, stuck waiting for it endlessly, giving him hope, yet deeper despair.

Now the Second Prince would rather push for the knife to fall himself, than to continue waiting; he was being driven insane by the Eldest and Third Princes, also fully aware his father Emperor’s handiwork was at play, and knowing made it all the more bleak.