After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"No matter what, we absolutely cannot let you live!"

Dian Wei shouted and attacked Diao Chan, but A Ke appeared like a ghost and stopped him, saying, "Don't attack, you can't beat her."

"Are you kidding me? I can't beat her?"

Dian Wei didn't believe it. Apart from being stunningly beautiful, Diao Chan looked frail and had no martial arts aura at all. He could cut her in two with a single swing of his halberd.

"let me."

Ake drew her moon blade with a clang, and a chilling aura transformed into billowing black mist that enveloped Diaochan.

"Oh, a peak Grandmaster? Not bad."

Diao Chan walked straight toward A Ke and Dian Wei.

Seeing that they were about to fight, Chen Futu flew into a rage and shouted, "Enough!"

With a loud shout, the three remembered that the king was still there, and had no choice but to give up.

Chen Futu angrily retorted, "Do you think I don't exist?"

Diao Chan lowered her head and obediently came over to continue leading the horse. A Ke put away her moon blade, glanced at Diao Chan again, and disappeared without a trace. As for Dian Wei, he scratched his head and stepped forward with a grin, "Your Majesty, I'm worried that she's going to bring disaster to the country and the people, so I want to get rid of her first."

"If you deal with her, you should be grateful if you don't get dealt with yourself."

Chen Futu didn't reveal that Diao Chan was a fictitious existence created out of thin air by the system. She was a genuine saint, and he, a simpleton, couldn't possibly defeat her. Even with Ake, a half-step saint, he wouldn't stand a chance.

"Fool, remember this: Diao Chan will be my close attendant just like you from now on. You must not be disrespectful."

"I know."

Dian Wei awkwardly apologized to Diao Chan.

Diao Chan shook her head and said, "I feel your loyalty, General, but rest assured, I will not bewitch the King."

"I hope so."

Dian Wei turned his head away and looked elsewhere.

As a personality condensed by the system, he was infinitely loyal to Chen Futu. Diao Chan's existence threatened the king's rule, which is why he had the intention to kill her. Ake also wanted to take action just now to nip the disaster in the bud.

There is no curfew in Longcheng at night, and with the vigorous development of commerce and public security, night markets have gradually sprung up.

On the way back, Diao Chan's beauty amazed countless people, who stared at her in disbelief. She simply led Red Hare along the road with an expressionless face, ignoring everyone's gaze.

"What a nice view--"

"That was a dream, it was a dream, a fairy just like in a dream."

"Is there really a woman in the world who is this beautiful?"

"Could it be that the most beautiful woman on the list of beauties has come to Dragon City?"

Scholars and literati stared at Diao Chan with such fervor that they almost popped their eyes out, and some even recited famous poems from published collections.

"The clouds remind me of her clothes, the flowers of her face; the spring breeze caresses the balustrade, the dew is heavy; if not seen on the Jade Mountain, she will be met under the moon on the Jade Terrace."

"Tsk tsk tsk, her tranquility is like a flower reflected in water, and her movements are like a willow swaying in the wind."

"Her delicate steps are exquisite and unparalleled in the world."

As the poems drifted over, Chen Futu's eyelids twitched. He really wanted Dian Wei to grab these pedantic scholars and give them a good beating.

But thinking about it, I decided against it. Everyone loves beauty, and they can only be envious.

I thought no one would dare to come and freeload, but it turns out there really are some fearless people. A few people blocked the way, and they seemed to be young masters from some family, dressed in rather luxurious clothes.

They stared at Diao Chan nakedly, their mouths practically watering. "Young lady, what's your name?"

Before Chen Futu and Diaochan could react, Dian Wei stepped forward to chase them away.

But they refused to leave and continued their banter.

Chen Futu raised an eyebrow. "Where did this blockhead come from? Get lost!"

"Brother, don't be so magnanimous. Your maid is really pretty. Name your price, and I'll buy her."

These young masters from noble families had met the King of the Northern Frontier, but they did not recognize the disguised Young Master Qin.

Chen Futu sneered, "Damn it! Old Dian, throw these scoundrels into the river for me."

"Here."

Dian Wei rolled up his sleeves and started fighting, and the streets were filled with screams.

These weaklings were no match for Dian Wei. In the blink of an eye, they were knocked to the ground. Then, Dian Wei dragged them away like dead dogs, one in each hand, causing laughter to erupt in the street.

Chen Futu said to Diao Chan, "Get on your horse, let's go back first, otherwise your face will only cause trouble."

Diao Chan leaped lightly and landed in his arms. Chen Futu immediately held her soft body tightly and rode away.

Diao Chan remained quiet throughout the journey, making no move to provoke her master.

Upon returning to the royal residence, she helped the king undress, wash up, and attend to him as he rested.

Chen Futu had drunk quite a bit of wine and felt a little dizzy, but with her attentive care, he quickly fell asleep.

The servants outside the door were talking in secret, naturally mentioning Diao Chan's beauty. She was too beautiful, even more so than Guan Xing and the princess of Huibeiwu.

Inside the inner palace, the old lady had just retired for the night when she heard a report from her personal maid.

"The new girl?"

"Yes, the king calls her Diao Chan, but no one knows where she came from. It's clear that the king trusts her a lot and has her serve him when he sleeps."

“My son is good in every way, except that he has too many women around him…”

The old lady sighed. Once Li Xiuning gave birth to the royal heir, she would take care of her grandson. She couldn't be bothered with the chaos in Chen Futu's backyard.

Chen Futu slept very well that night. Diao Chan only left once during that time, and returned shortly afterward. She didn't leave the room until dawn.

Early in the morning, Chen Futu went out and saw Dian Wei squatting at the door counting ants, so he asked, "Nothing happened last night, right?"

Dian Wei turned around and said he was fine, but Chen Futu exclaimed in surprise, "What happened to your face!"

Dian Wei's face was covered in bruises, and he even had a black eye socket, clearly indicating that he had been beaten.

Dian Wei awkwardly turned his head away and said sheepishly, "I accidentally tripped and bumped my head, it's nothing serious."

Are you sure this was from a fall?

"He really fell."

Dian Wei refused to admit that he had been beaten.

Chen Futu leaned closer to examine his large face, and finally burst into laughter.

"Tsk tsk tsk, she really goes all out."

Chen Futu could figure out what happened even with a brain; Dian Hanhan must have been plotting murder again last night, only to get a beating from Diao Chan.

This world is not the original world, but a martial arts plane. Diao Chan is not the pitiful woman in the original world who couldn't even decide her own destiny. She is a perfect woman created by the system out of thin air for the host based on the background of the era and legends. She is also a trump card and a genuine saint.

Dian Wei is now trying to defy the heavens and attack the saints; if he doesn't get beaten up, who will?

"So you know how dangerous it is now that I stopped you last night?" Chen Futu patted Dian Wei's shoulder teasingly.

Dian Wei said sullenly, "Why didn't you say she was a saint earlier? If you had, I wouldn't have gone looking for her with my double halberds."

"You deserved it. What did I tell you? Don't mess with her, but you just wouldn't listen."

As Chen Futu spoke, he noticed that Diao Chan was not there, so he asked about her whereabouts.

Dian Wei muttered, "She went to the pleasure boat, saying she was looking for a place to stay."

As the songstress of the King of the Northern Frontier, Diao Chan must have been practicing her musical and dance skills regularly. The luxurious pleasure boat was the most suitable place for her. However, she went there rashly, and Hua Yu, unaware of her identity, might also be punished by her.