My husband married a concubine? I turned around and married the cold prince.

It can be seen that Prince Yong is an extremely cautious person and keeps all secrets very strictly.

She searched for a long time but found nothing, so she had to prepare to leave.

However, just as she was about to go out, she heard footsteps outside.

An Qingqian paused and looked around, noticing a giant glass vase behind the bookshelf that could just cover her figure.

The person outside was very fast. Just as An Qingqian hid herself, the person pushed the door open and walked in.

However, An Qingqian noticed that the person’s footsteps were very light. Could it be that the person had already discovered that there was someone in the room?

An Qingqian breathed lightly and listened to the man's every move.

The person came in, but did not light the candle immediately. Instead, he walked around the room in the dark.

Noticing the extremely slow and tentative footsteps of the person who came, An Qingqian narrowed her eyes slightly. It didn't look like he was very familiar with this room.

If it was Prince Yong, he would not be unfamiliar with his own study.

If not, who could it be?

Like her, are you here to investigate something?

An Qingqian was suspicious in her heart, but she remained calm on the surface. She wanted to confirm whether her guess was wrong.

After the man adjusted to the darkness in the room, he began to search around.

He first walked around the desk, and like An Qingqian, he turned over the documents on the desk and put things back to their original state.

An Qingqian slightly turned sideways and looked in the direction of the person, and clearly saw that the person was also wearing night clothes.

From this, An Qingqian determined that the purpose of the visitor was similar to hers.

The man's second target was the bookshelf.

He was about to walk towards the bookshelf when he suddenly became aware that there seemed to be a pair of eyes observing him in the dark.

So he stopped and looked to the side, but found nothing.

An Qingqian hid her figure the moment he turned around.

She didn't expect that the visitor would be so perceptive.

The man was worried, so he looked around a few more times. He didn't see anyone, nor did he hear any breathing. He then breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he was being too suspicious.

Continue searching the bookshelf for what you are looking for.

However, just as he flipped through two books, he heard heavy footsteps coming from outside.

He glanced around the room and quickly identified the glass vase next to the bookshelf.

He rolled over and was about to hide, but he saw a dagger coming out from the darkness and placed tightly on his neck.

Following him came a person wearing the same nightgown as him, but the person in front of him was a little petite and seemed to be a woman.

The two men were confronting each other, and the footsteps outside were getting closer and closer. An Qingqian quickly looked outside, then turned sideways and hid behind the glass vase again.

The man was slightly stunned, but there was nothing he could do. The most suitable position he had just chosen had actually been taken by someone else. He could only look for another place in a rage.

I just managed to hide myself before the people outside came in.

Prince Yong, holding a charming woman in his arms, stumbled along the way, unsteadily moving, and broke open the door of the study.

"Little beauty." Prince Yong was obviously drunk and his mind was a little unclear.

"Your Highness, please slow down." The woman known as the little beauty giggled, holding Prince Yong's arm with one hand and placing the other hand on his chest.

Prince Yong directly hugged the little beauty in his arms and kissed her on the face again.

"Slow down? Really?" Prince Yong teased and spoke meaningfully.

"Your Highness, what are you talking about?" The little beauty spoke in a soft voice, turning her head away shyly.

Prince Yong was drunk and pulled the little beauty over the screen and fell on the soft couch behind him.

An Qingqian naturally knew what they were going to do, so she carefully came out from behind and tiptoed towards the west window.

Fortunately, the window was open, so An Qingqian just turned over and went out.

Go straight out of Prince Yong’s Mansion.

Another person also came out of the study, followed An Qingqian, dodged the patrolling guards in the mansion, and ran out of the mansion.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a chill flash past his side.

Before he could react, the dagger was placed on his neck again.

The figure just now reappeared in front of him again.

"What do you want?"

"What were you looking for just now?" An Qingqian asked in a hoarse voice, and as he spoke, the dagger in his hand moved closer to his neck.

"Sir, we have no grudges against each other, why do you have to embarrass me like this?"

"Answer my question." An Qingqian raised his chin slightly, exerted a little force in his hand, and the sharp sword cut the man's neck.

"Wait, let me tell you, let me tell you." The man was just about to answer the other party perfunctorily.

Suddenly, a fierce palm wind came from the side. An Qingqian dodged subconsciously and the sword in his hand also let go of the man.

A tall figure appeared in front of the man.

He was wearing casual clothes, his brows were stern and without any emotion, and he was not wearing a mask. He was Shi Qiuwu, the prince of the virtuous king.

An Qingqian was stunned, his pupils shrank slightly, and he took two steps back.

"I wonder when my guards offended the girl?" Shi Qiuwu said indifferently.

Guard?

An Qingqian looked towards his side and indeed felt that he looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere. She thought for two seconds and then remembered that the man was Shi Qiuwu's personal bodyguard, Tianshu.

Realizing this, An Qingqian pursed her lips, and guilt immediately surged in her heart.

So, she just injured Shi Qiuwu's guard?

"Sorry." An Qingqian said, taking out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and throwing it over.

Fearing that they would discover his identity, he immediately flew away.

Tianshu was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Shi Qiuwu, "No need."

"Are you not going to chase him anymore?" Tianshu was stunned. The man just now injured his neck.

If the master had come a little later, I might have been beheaded by now.

"Can you catch up with her? Or can you beat her?" Shi Qiuwu stared at the figure that had long disappeared and spoke softly.

Tianshu paused and blinked, as if he could do nothing.

The fact that she was able to put the sword on his neck silently just now showed that her martial arts skills were far superior to his.

It seems like it would be futile to chase after him. Not to mention whether I could catch up with him or not, even if I did, I wouldn't be able to beat him.

"Go back first." Shi Qiuwu retracted his gaze and glanced at Tianshu.

"Yes." Tianshu also knew that this was not the place to talk, so the two returned to Prince Xian's Mansion.

"What happened just now? How did you meet her?" Shi Qiuwu sat on the chair, stroking the small porcelain bottle that the other party had thrown to him with his right hand.