The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

"Sure." Si Yan raised his eyes and looked at Boya, "You can call me anything you want, or just call me Si Yan."

Boya smiled and looked at Si Yan, then quickly looked away. He raised his head and looked forward: "Can we be friends forever?"

"We are close friends." Si Yan replied.

Boya resolutely followed her just for a few words from her. This kind of trust is extremely rare whether in ancient times or in modern times.

"Forever?" Boya asked with a smile.

"As long as you don't betray me." Si Yan replied softly.

Boya couldn't help but smile softly. He had been wandering the world since he was a child and knew that oaths were the most unreliable thing.

But he still said: "I will never betray you, ever."

"Then we will be best friends forever." Si Yan's words were ambiguous, as if they had a hidden meaning, and Boya understood it.

It was because he understood it so well that sometimes he didn't dare to look her in the eyes.

Her insightful eyes seem to be able to see into people's hearts at a glance, leaving you with nothing to hide.

He had nothing to hide in front of her, except his heart, which he had to hide.

The two of them didn't speak for a long time. Si Yan glanced around, sensing any slight movement in the air.

The wind on the roof is much warmer than in the past few days. The cold winter is about to pass and spring will soon come.

Si Yan didn't notice anything unusual, and Si Rong didn't come to report the news.

Si Yan looked at the silent man and asked casually, "Mr. Bo, at this age, it's time for him to get married. Given his status, the Bo family must be worried."

When Boya heard this, he knew that he had not hidden his feelings well.

He leaned lightly on the railing and said with a smile, "I'm only twenty-four, one year younger than the Prince of Yan and the Prince of Yong."

The elders of the Bo family had been urging him to get married for a long time and had introduced him to many girls, but he rejected them all.

He was free and alone and didn't want to be bound by marriage, of course, that was before he met her.

Si Yan said softly: "The two of them have been fighting for years and have no time..."

Boya smiled slightly: "Then it's because I haven't met the right person."

Si Yan raised his eyes slightly to look at him. Under the hazy night and the light, the man was wearing a moon-white brocade robe. He was gentle and elegant, friendly and noble. He was as graceful as jade. This was him.

But Si Yan knew very well that a person who could reach his current status at such a young age and possess the means and abilities he had today must have experienced a lot of blood and gore.

"Don't be in a hurry." Si Yan said softly.

Si Yan turned around and sat down on the soft chair. Boya also turned around and walked over, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Si Yan.

Before he met her, he never poured water for anyone easily. Even the most noble people were served by the waiters of Yayue Pavilion.

She was the only woman for whom he was willing to pour water.

The two drank hot tea on the roof, looking at the bright lights everywhere and the bustling Shangjing City filled with the cheers of the people.

However, there is not always the calm before the storm.

Amidst the lively celebration, a block where court officials' residences were located suddenly caught fire.

Si Yan and Boya were both on a high place and could see the fire in the distance at a glance.

In a moment, the flames grew from small to large, from low to high, and soon shot straight into the sky.

"It's the Jia Mansion." Si Yan stared at the distance with sharp eyes and immediately determined the direction of the fire.

"I'll send someone to put out the fire." Boya said immediately.

Si Yan said calmly: "There's no need to send too many people. Mo Han will arrange everything. If there's a real need, he'll send someone to Yayue Pavilion to let us know. We need to focus our attention elsewhere right now."

At this point, the Xin family would never just burn down the Jia Mansion. What they want to do will definitely not be such a small matter.

"I have arranged people to keep an eye on Prince Chen's Mansion, the Prime Minister's Mansion, Prince Yong's Mansion and the Zuowei Mansion." Boya said softly.

"I'm going to Prince Yong's Mansion." After Si Yan finished speaking, he turned and went down the stairs.

Boya followed him down.

The fire in the direction of the Jia Mansion grew larger and larger. People on the street also noticed it, and soon someone shouted: "Fire! Fire!"

"I wonder which one it is?"

"It looks like Lord Jia's residence."

Ling Mohan quickly got the news and arranged for his most trusted brother Yi Jiangfeng to lead people to put out the fire. He also asked several brothers with strong organizational skills to organize young and middle-aged people on the nearby streets to help put out the fire.

Ling Mohan rushed back to Zuowei Mansion with a team of people. Sure enough, a group of men in black were standing at the gate of Zuowei Mansion, trying to break into the prison.

The leader was a man in black, fully armed, with his face masked, leaving only his eyes exposed.

Ling Mohan felt that he had seen these eyes somewhere before.

King Hao of Beimang Kingdom heard the noise and knew that his rescuers were coming, and he couldn't help but get excited.

"Lord Wei, it's you?" Ling Mohan called out tentatively.

Wei Shu didn't expect that Ling Mohan could recognize this, and he couldn't help but look at him with higher regard.

Ling Mohan was so young, but he was so calm and thoughtful in his work, which surprised him.

He thought that the fire at the Jia Mansion would attract Ling Mohan's attention, but he didn't expect that Ling Mohan did not go to the Jia Mansion, but went straight to the Zuowei Mansion.

He didn't know that Ling Mohan had already made all the preparations.

Even if the Jia Mansion was burned to ashes, the Imperial Censor Jia Zhongchun would be safe and sound because Jia Zhongchun had already been secretly transferred by Ling Mohan.

As for the other people in the Jia Mansion, they all went out to enjoy the lanterns.

"It seems that Lord Wei is from Beimang Country. He came here today to rescue King Hao, right?"

The only important prisoner currently held in his Zuowei Mansion is Di Hao, the King of Beimang Kingdom. They must have come for Di Hao.

This also shows that Wei Shu and Di Hao had a close relationship.

Wei Shu didn't expect to miscalculate today, but he didn't gain nothing either.

"General Ling, I wonder what your relationship is with these two women?"

As he was speaking, Wei Shu's men in black pulled two women up. One of the women was tall and dressed in black.

Ling Mohan looked up and saw Le Ning and her maid Luoxue.

"This lady has nothing to do with General Ling. You can kill me or chop me up as you please." Le Ning bit her lip and said to Wei Shu.

Le Ning originally wanted to go out for a walk and see what the Lantern Festival in Daxuan was like, but she didn't expect to be stared at as soon as she went out.

She was considered a good martial artist in Yan State, but she didn't expect that after coming to Shangjing, she couldn't beat anyone.

She couldn't beat Ling Mohan, nor could she beat the men in black who were targeting her. Le Ning blushed with shame and felt like a useless waste.

"General Ling, is that so?" Wei Shu raised the corner of his lips and looked at Ling Mohan with a smile.

Ling Mohan said expressionlessly, "Yes, she has nothing to do with this general. However, she is the eldest daughter of the Yuefu of Yan State, and the concubine chosen by the Queen Mother of Yan for the King of Yan. If you capture her and take her to Yan State, you will definitely be able to exchange her for a lot of silver."

Wei Shu sneered, "General Ling, since she's so valuable, why don't we exchange her? You give me Prince Hao, and I'll give you these two girls."

"That won't do..." Ling Mohan refused decisively. "Prince Hao is worth thirty million taels, priceless. Mr. Wei wants to take Prince Hao away, but unless he has this much money, it's a pipe dream."

The man in black looked fierce and said, "Ling Mohan, do you really not want to save these two girls' lives?"

"No!" Ling Mohan said, and with a command, his brothers rushed forward.

Wei Shu's face darkened and he slashed at Le Ning with a knife. At this moment, a dagger flew in the air and stabbed Wei Shu in the chest.

Wei Shu looked up and saw a familiar figure. Si Yan! It was that haunting woman again!