Zang Feng: I Am the Crown Prince of Night

During the day, Lin Jin, the crown prince of the Tianhao Dynasty, was a frail scholar praised by everyone. He kept his hands on the scroll, his brows were gentle, he was very humble in front of the Tutor, and he did not even dare to look directly into the eyes of the general in the court. But when dusk falls and the candles in the imperial city light up one after another, another soul will awaken in the deepest secret room of the East Palace. He is the crown prince under the night, the sharpest blade in the emperor's shadow. Outside, there are the Beimang cavalry who are eyeing the tigers and repeatedly invading the border; inside, there is the Ninth Prince Lin Yu, who has formed a clique for personal gain, secretly colluded with the imperial master of the dynasty, and is pressing forward step by step, hoping to seize the crown prince's position. The civil and military officials throughout the dynasty lamented that the crown prince was too weak to hold a big responsibility, but little did they know that every dark night, this "weak" prince would cover his face with black armor and shuttle between the dark alleys and high walls of the capital. He sneaked into the enemy camp alone, took the heads of three barbarian generals overnight, and hung them on the border gate; He secretly investigated the water transport case and quietly placed the evidence of millions of official silver embezzled by the Taishi's confidants on his father's desk; He struck the bright moon from the top of the Baihua Tower, and pierced the foreign spies who wanted to poison the loyal general with one arrow. Every time a sharp blade is drawn out of its sheath in the darkness, it eliminates hidden dangers for the country and brings peace to the people. During the day, he hides his edge in a sheath, remains silent, and suffers the reputation of being a "cowardly prince"; at night, he shows his sharp edge, killing to stop killing, and shouldering the heaviest shadow of the dynasty. Until that night, the Ninth Prince laid a dragnet, and in the sky with flames, countless bows and crossbows were aimed at the Xuanyi assassin who finally revealed his identity. Lin Jin slowly took off his mask, revealing the face that was exactly the same as that of the current prince. Facing the shocked people, he raised a cold and arrogant smile at the corner of his mouth: