After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Before leaving, she glanced at Fu Ting meaningfully, her eyes showing both regret and the regret for this beautiful marriage that did not come to fruition.

Shen Bingning nodded slightly to Fu Ting with a polite distance, then turned around, her skirt brushing the ground gently, and left the hall gracefully.

The night was falling, the moonlight was bright, Shen Bingning was alone leaning against the window, staring at the bright moon, her brows unconsciously furrowed.

The way home seems out of reach, and the Sichuan city ahead is also shrouded in the fog of the unknown. If this predicament continues, what will happen to her future?

In the deepest part of the night, after a slight sound of tiles moving, a black shadow descended silently like a phantom in the night.

Immediately afterwards, a cold light flashed, and Shen Bingning fell into a coma before she could even scream.

Half asleep and half awake, she was filled with confusion and unwillingness: She had clearly changed her name and tried her best to avoid Xiao Yi's pursuit, so why could she still not escape this disaster?

When the morning light first appeared, drizzle fell outside the window, and Qing'er was carrying medicine in a hurry.

She was worried about the young lady's health, so she quickly put down the medicine bowl and stepped forward to support her: "Hu Zi specifically told you not to get out of bed these few days to prevent the wound from recurring."

When he woke up early in the morning, he found that the young lady was missing. Finally, he found Yinyu, who was seriously injured and unconscious, in the backyard of the inn. All the mysteries were slowly revealed as Yinyu woke up - it turned out that Yinyu was a secret guard of Bixia Palace, who was ordered to protect the young lady.

In Texas, Yin Yu hid in the dark, but unexpectedly the inn was suddenly attacked, and he was seriously injured while trying to protect the young lady.

"I must find Miss Shen."

Thinking that the young lady had been kidnapped under her protection, Yin Yu felt filled with remorse. She knew very well that once the Palace Master Bixia knew about this, the consequences would be disastrous.

When Qing'er heard this, tears could not help but fall, and she sobbed: "I just hope that the young lady can be safe."

However, Qing'er knew that now was not the time to be sad. She quickly wiped away her tears and came up with an idea: "The medicine is already warm, you drink it first. I will write a letter to Xiaosheng and ask the people in Bixia Palace to help find the young lady."

Yinyu wanted to say that she had other plans, but when she saw Qing'er trying hard to suppress her sadness, she decided to keep the little girl busy, which might help ease her mood.

When she woke up again, Shen Bingning found herself in a magnificently decorated carriage. Her hands and feet were not tied, which made her feel a little relieved.

She lifted the curtains and saw dozens of horsemen surrounding them, forming an impenetrable line of defense.

"Who are you?"

She asked warily, her eyes showing caution.

One of the knights reined in his horse and approached. From his attire and demeanor, he seemed to be the leader of the group.

"Miss Shen is awake? I am here on the orders of my master to escort her home. Please rest assured, Miss Shen, we have no ill intentions."

The pain in her neck reminded Shen Bingning of the complexity of the situation. "Who is your master?"

The leader smiled but did not answer: "We will know when we get there."

Looking around, Shen Bingning found that the carriage she was riding in was traveling alone. When she was about to ask further, the leader seemed to have guessed her intention and said first: "The master ordered that only Miss Shen be taken away. The others stayed safely in the inn and were not harmed in any way."

Shen Bingning felt relieved to hear that Qing'er and Huzi were safe and sound, but she knew very well that it would not be easy to escape facing so many guards, so she decided to stay put for the time being.

She stuck her head out again and asked in confusion, "I have changed my appearance, how did you see through my disguise?"

The leader replied calmly: "Someone provided a portrait of Miss Shen in disguise."

"Who is this guy?"

Besides Qing'er and Huzi, who else knows her true identity?

Yang Yinyu's name emerged in Shen Bingning's mind. If it was really her, why didn't she choose to take action in Texas, but wait until she was about to leave?

A series of questions entangled in his mind like vines, and the leader simply replied: "This is confidential."

"Why is it so mysterious?"

Shen Bingning's voice was filled with some dissatisfaction, and then she retreated back into the car.

The leader remained silent. He knew that in a situation like this, too many words would only add variables.

The carriage continued to gallop and stopped in front of an inn in the city at dusk for everyone to rest.

Shen Bingning took this opportunity to peek at the door and recognized that this was the territory of the Chu State.

Could it be that the mastermind behind this is Xiao Yuji?

At the birthday banquet of the Queen Mother of Chu, she helped Xiao Yi make the State of Yan shine and made the State of Chu lose face.

Now that she has been tied up here, could it be Xiao Yuji's revenge for that incident?

This thought kept circling in her mind and couldn't be shaken off.

After several days of bumpy carriage ride, Shen Bingning's body seemed to have been drained of every bit of vitality by the long journey. Every slight movement of her bones was accompanied by a dull creaking sound. It was not until the outline of the Chu capital, Yucheng, gradually became clear on the horizon that the determination in her heart was rekindled.

The walls of Yucheng are tall, and the blue bricks and black tiles reveal a sense of solemnity and majesty. The city gates are towering and heavily guarded, which makes people feel awe.

After changing to the sedan chair to enter the palace, the whole world seemed to sway with the pace of the sedan bearer. The vermilion gate of the Purple Palace gradually enlarged and looked particularly dazzling in the sun.

When the curtain of the sedan chair was gently lifted, a beam of light just happened to shine on Shen Bingning's slightly tired but still determined face. An experienced eunuch, with a respectful look and a shrewd look in his eyes, said softly: "Miss Shen, please follow me."

This eunuch was the confidant of King Chu Xiao Yuji. Shen Bingning had heard of him before. His appearance indicated that what she was about to face was not just a simple hospitality.

Entering the Zichen Palace, she was instantly surrounded by the majestic atmosphere.

Xiao Yuji sat on the magnificent throne, his brows revealing a unique aura of majesty and gentleness that only an emperor can have. When he saw Shen Bingning, the corners of his mouth rose like the warm sunshine in spring, but this warmth could not dispel the vigilance in Shen Bingning's heart: "Miss Shen, it's been a long time since we last met. You must be tired from the journey. Are you okay?"

Facing Xiao Yuji's enthusiasm, Shen Bingning maintained the proper distance. Her voice was clear and cold, penetrating every corner of the palace: "Excuse me, Your Highness, King Chu, why did you go to such great lengths to invite me here?"

Xiao Yuji did not express dissatisfaction with her directness. Instead, he waved his hand to let the others leave, creating a private and sincere atmosphere. His words flowed slowly with a hint of subtle cunning: "I heard that Miss Shen had a friction with Yan Wang Xiao Yi and was exiled by him. I am different from Yan Wang. I know the value of talents, especially people with outstanding talents like Miss Shen, so I specially sent someone to invite you. I hope you can be a guest in Chu State."

Shen Bingning raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were full of disdain. She didn't take this so-called "hospitality" seriously: "Your Highness the Prince of Chu's hospitality is too overbearing. How can anyone be convinced?"

Xiao Yuji still had that gentle smile on his face, as if he had anticipated her attitude.

He stood up and walked steadily to Shen Bingning, his voice more sincere: "I am eager for talents, I hope Miss Shen can be more tolerant."