After the arranged marriage, I pampered the sickly regent.

"Ye Qingwu, come back here!"

Ye Qingzhu was surprised that Ye Qingwu had actually left. Wasn't she worried that she would reveal those things?

But if he really wasn't worried, why did he stop the guards? There are too many things that don't make sense.

When Ye Qingwu followed the black mist to a small alley, the black mist mysteriously disappeared, and the surroundings instantly became quiet. She couldn't even sense any fluctuations of malevolent energy.

But clearly...

She used the power of space to search her surroundings, but to her surprise, there was no one around.

Was everything that just happened just her imagination?

It shouldn't be...

Ye Qingwu felt it was illogical more and more. Just as she was about to search further for clues about the appearance of the black aura, she heard footsteps behind her.

Her eyes darkened, and she was ready to strike at any moment. When she turned around and saw the face of the person who came into view, Ye Qingwu's eyes were filled with astonishment.

"Your Majesty?"

How could the person who came be Zhan Sijing?

"Your Highness, what has happened?"

Looking at the woman before him, Zhan Sijing's gaze softened as he spoke gently to her.

"It's nothing." Ye Qingwu was about to answer when she realized something was wrong. There was no one around when she came, and she had even used her powers to search the area.

Why did Zhan Sijing suddenly appear out of nowhere?

Thinking of this, Ye Qingwu began to have doubts about Zhan Sijing.

She took Zhan Sijing's hand, checked his pulse, and then suddenly let go, her expression one of surprise.

The fact that the remaining portion of the Shadowless Poison was still in his body meant that the person in front of him was indeed Zhan Sijing.

Or is she just overthinking things?

Ye Qingwu felt as if everything happening right now was becoming a tangled mess, making it difficult to sort out the situation.

"princess?"

Zhan Sijing was puzzled by Ye Qingwu's sudden action.

Knowing that the person in front of her was indeed Zhan Sijing, Ye Qingwu calmed down a bit and became less wary of him.

Confused, Zhan Sijing asked, "Your Highness, how did you end up here?"

"Upon hearing that something had happened here, I came here with the Seventh Prince and the Imperial Advisor."

"National Division?"

Ye Qingwu was taken aback. Was that person here too?

"Your Highness, you've gone on another solo adventure."

Zhan Sijing looked at Ye Qingwu with worry in his eyes.

"Your Highness, don't just point fingers at me; aren't you the same?"

Besides, whether it's malevolent energy or a person, anyone who wants to harm her will have to perish here first, so there's no need to worry about her safety.

Even if something particularly difficult happens and she can't win, she still has the ability to save her life.

But Zhan Sijing is different from himself. He still has the remaining Shadowless Poison in his body, and his body is very weak. If something really happens to him, the consequences will be unimaginable.

When Zhan Sijing met Ye Qingwu's gaze, a hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

For some reason, his princess always felt that she could be blown away by the wind.

"Here, Your Highness, please take this pill first." Ye Qingwu had just taken the pill out of his spatial storage when he heard more footsteps approaching from not far away.

"Great! Imperial Uncle, Imperial Aunt, we've finally found you!" Zhan Chenyi led his men and strode towards them, accompanied by the Imperial Preceptor, who was dressed in a long robe.

Today's imperial advisor was dressed in a black robe. Ye Qingwu handed Zhan Sijing a pill. For some reason, when she saw this imperial advisor, she had a strange sense of familiarity, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

After what had just happened, Ye Qingwu felt that everything was in complete chaos.

But no matter how many times I felt a sense of familiarity with this feeling, I couldn't quite place it.

The Imperial Advisor, however, noticed the pills in Ye Qingwu's hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He could tell at a glance that what Ye Qingwu was holding was unusual. He took a step closer and asked Ye Qingwu, "Your Highness, is that a pill in your hand?"

After the Imperial Preceptor mentioned it, everyone's attention turned to Ye Qingwu's hands.

Ye Qingwu had no choice but to abandon the idea of ​​giving the pill to Zhan Sijing.

"It's just a pill, does the Imperial Preceptor perhaps think there's a problem?"

"It is truly rare to find such different pills."

"That only proves that the Imperial Advisor lacks knowledge."

Ye Qingwu instinctively harbored a sense of hostility towards this imperial advisor.

Her intuition told her that this person was definitely not a good person.

Most importantly, the other party, like himself, understands esoteric arts, so he naturally knows what evil energy is.

At one point, she even suspected that the appearance of these malevolent energies was related to the Imperial Advisor.

However, considering the other party's status and influence among the people, if her guess was correct, she would definitely have to produce some evidence.

Hopefully, things won't turn out the way she expects.

"Aunt, I heard from the guards that you quelled the unrest here?"

As Zhan Chenyi spoke, his gaze toward Ye Qingwu changed.

"It's not a matter of pacification."

"Now that the matter is resolved, Seventh Prince, you and the Imperial Advisor should return to report to the Emperor. I will accompany the Princess back to the residence."

During this process, Zhan Sijing also noticed that Ye Qingwu's attitude was different.

On the way back to the Prince's Mansion, Zhan Sijing's gaze remained fixed on Ye Qingwu.

As Ye Qingwu pondered what had happened, she instinctively tried to pull her hand away when she felt someone grab her hand. However, upon realizing it was Zhan Sijing, she refrained from doing so.

"what happened?"

Ye Qingwu looked up, puzzled by the worry in Zhan Sijing's eyes.

"Your Highness, do you dislike the Imperial Advisor?"

Zhan Sijing finally voiced the doubts that had been lingering in his mind.

Ye Qingwu glanced around and found that only the two of them were there, and even Leng Feng, who had been following behind, was nowhere to be seen.

"Actually, it's not that I dislike it, it's just that I find some things strange."

"Strange?" Zhan Sijing was surprised. He knew that Ye Qingwu would never judge a person out of thin air.

Unless there's something truly strange about that person.

Thinking of this, Zhan Sijing continued to ask Ye Qingwu, "Your Highness, what differences have you noticed?"

"It is precisely because I cannot explain it that I feel it is even more dangerous."

As a member of the Xuanmen sect, she possesses exceptional intuition and can detect differences in others immediately.

"Your Highness, who first brought up the matter of the curse?" Ye Qingwu was puzzled. The rumors couldn't have come out of thin air, especially considering the attitudes of the Emperor and the Empress Dowager, who both seemed to take these matters very seriously.

"It's the Imperial Master."

"And what about the Empress Dowager?"

When Ye Qingwu met Zhan Sijing's puzzled gaze, she said, "Your Highness, could you tell me what the Empress Dowager's attitude is towards the curse?"

"The Imperial Advisor regularly prays for the Empress Dowager's well-being."

"Ah."

Ye Qingwu sneered. The Empress Dowager, the Imperial Advisor, and the Emperor's increasingly faint purple aura...