She Came to Heal, Stayed to Conquer

"Ping Chuan," Luo Hai slowly turned around, looking at Ping Chuan with a complicated gaze, "Do you know what’s written in the Prince’s letter?"

"Yes, I do!"

Ping Chuan’s expression was very calm, as if such a world-shaking matter was just natural to him.

Luo Hai’s eyelids twitched, and he asked again, "Then, that mysterious weapon, have you seen it before?"

"I have seen it! I’ve even used it myself!" Ping Chuan remained calm.

"Ah?" Luo Hai couldn’t help but twitch his mouth, "Then what exactly does the Prince intend to do?"

Ping Chuan’s expression was calm, his gaze steady, "Sir, everything the Prince does is for the people of Canzhou, for the future of the Da Jing Dynasty."

Luo Hai let out a bitter smile, shook his head, and his voice was lowered.

"For the people? For the Da Jing Dynasty? But his actions clearly challenge the court’s bottom line! Ping Chuan, do you know that privately hiding weapons is rebellion! Once exposed, not only will the Prince’s life be in jeopardy, the entire Canzhou will fall into a place of no return!"

"In jeopardy? Hah!"

Ping Chuan seemed to have heard a particularly funny joke, let out a laugh, and the calmness on his face gradually faded away, replaced by chilling coldness.

"But do you know what the Prince has experienced? His Majesty’s suspicion of the Prince, the humiliation of heroes would be one thing. But His Majesty ordered the Prince to return to the battlefield, to sneak attack a Turkic army of two hundred thousand with just two thousand men. If not for the timely arrival of the Princess Consort and us, if not for the mysterious weapon, the Prince’s life would have been forfeit."

Upon hearing this, Luo Hai was stunned, then let out a deep breath and nodded lightly.

"I see."

"Even a cornered rabbit will bite, and even the brothers in the barracks can’t stand it anymore. It’s because the Prince has too many considerations that he has borne this until now."

Ping Chuan became more and more indignant as he spoke. He had personally experienced the same grievances alongside Zhao Zun, and if it were him, he wouldn’t have tolerated it for long.

Considerations?

Luo Hai captured the key word in Ping Chuan’s words, and his restless heart trembled slightly.

"Are you saying... the Prince also once calmly considered?"

"Of course." Ping Chuan was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Sir, the Prince has made thorough preparations. As long as you continue to cooperate, keep the information sealed, and buy time for the Prince, everything will proceed smoothly."

Luo Hai felt a sense of powerlessness.

He believed that in Zhao Zun’s considerations, there must be thoughts of his family. But after all, the matter implicates so many. Can Zhao Zun’s feelings cover all aspects?

If the plan fails, he can’t imagine what the fate of his family will be.

Luo Hai slowly sat back on the chair, covering his face with his hands, his voice hoarse with exhaustion.

"Ping Chuan, I am just a County Magistrate, I only want to live peacefully."

Ping Chuan stepped forward and gently patted Luo Hai’s shoulder, "Sir, please trust the Prince’s strategy, and also trust the strength of the Princess Consort."

"Princess Consort? Han Lei?"

Upon mention of Han Lei, Luo Hai suddenly lifted his head, a hopeful light in his eyes.

He didn’t know what Ping Chuan meant by "strength," but he’s seen Han Lei’s projects in Qingshui County personally, and heard her speak of business in Jingzhou and the Capital City.

He couldn’t help but glance at the solar lamp on the desk, the sweet-looking and uniquely acting lady, appearing in his mind.

With Han Lei’s assistance and Zhao Zun’s "considerations," his chaotic heart had a slight sense of calm.

"So... what should I do?" Luo Hai asked with furrowed brows.

Seeing Luo Hai’s fearful tone finally softened, Ping Chuan smiled slightly.

"The Prince had me personally come and run this errand because he was afraid you might overthink things and ruin the Prince’s and Princess Consort’s plans."

As he spoke, Ping Chuan carefully took out two small boxes from his bosom, and gently opened them, revealing delicate walkie-talkies inside.

He held them with both hands and respectfully handed them over to Luo Hai, his tone filled with pride.

"Sir, look. This is what the Princess Consort specifically instructed me to bring to you. There are a few more, I’ve placed them in the bag outside."

Luo Hai slightly raised his tightly furrowed brows, curiously examining these unfamiliar little gadgets.

"What are these? So exquisite."

A flash of pride appeared in Ping Chuan’s eyes, "Sir, this is called a walkie-talkie. It can be used to talk within ten miles, much better than sending messages with pigeons."

Having finished speaking, Ping Chuan skillfully powered and tuned the walkie-talkie as taught by Han Lei.

He handed one of the walkie-talkies to Luo Hai, then turned and left the study, even specifically closing the door.

Inside the study, Luo Hai held the walkie-talkie, repeatedly inspecting this small item.

Suddenly, the sound of static came from the walkie-talkie, followed by Ping Chuan’s clear voice.

"Hello!"

No sooner had he said hello, Luo Hai was startled by the sudden sound. His hand shook, and the walkie-talkie almost fell to the ground.

"Sir, sir. I’m Ping Chuan."

Ping Chuan’s voice continued to come through the walkie-talkie.

Luo Hai looked at the walkie-talkie in his hand and then glanced around the room. He couldn’t see where Ping Chuan was speaking from, but the voice from the walkie-talkie was so clear.

He had seen the solar lamp, electric baton, and the dressing mirrors that Han Lei gave to Ms Luo and Luo Yuanyuan.

Now, there are walkie-talkies again, everything Han Lei had was so novel.

"Heh heh."

Luo Hai chuckled softly, the extreme fear he had just now seemed to lighten somewhat.

"Sir, sir. Can you hear me?"

Ping Chuan’s inquiry came from the walkie-talkie, Luo Hai opened his mouth, wanting to answer, but didn’t know how to operate it.

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