Poisonous Goddess: I'm just lazing around in the mortal realm.

Thirteen paused, then curled up in the blanket.

It would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid.

Right now, she doesn't know whether Shen Mu has discovered her true identity or not.

She wanted to shake her head and refuse him, but then she saw Shen Mu had already walked up to her, which startled her so much that she quickly asked...

"What are you going to do? Hmm—"

Shen Mu picked up the handkerchief in his hand and gently wiped away the medicine splattered on her face.

Although his movements were very gentle, Shen Mu's tone was still somewhat stiff.

"If you can recover, then I won't need to wipe it for you."

After Shen Mu wiped her face clean, Shisan immediately shrank back into the blanket, her face flushed red.

What is Shen Mu doing?!

She secretly cursed Shen Mu in her heart, and she tried her best to hold the four corners of the quilt to her chest, afraid that Shen Mu would be tactless and pull the quilt off her.

She huddled under the covers, seemingly for a long time, and there was no more sound outside.

Thinking that Shen Mu had already left, Thirteen peeked out again, trembling.

Unexpectedly, her blushing face met Shen Mu's eyes, which were faintly smiling.

Shen Mu deliberately chose a round stool and sat on the edge of his bed, intentionally waiting for Thirteen to lower his guard and stick his head out.

Seeing that Shen Mu had caught her red-handed, she simply spoke frankly.

"Thank you for saving me, Lord Shen. Once I've recovered a bit, I won't bother you any longer." Although her fear of Shen Mu was genuine.

But for now, she still has to thank Shen Mu for saving her life.

After all, if Shen Mu hadn't appeared in time, Sun Youzhi might have actually been able to get rid of her in the Bright Moon Palace.

Shen Mu gazed at Thirteen on the bed with a calm and deep look, which only made Thirteen more confused.

He had already guessed most of Thirteen's identity, but he was afraid that Thirteen was deliberately concealing it, so he didn't expose him. The words that were on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back down.

"It's nothing, just a small favor. However, there is something I don't know."

"What's the matter?"

Thirteen's heart skipped a beat, fearing that Shen Mu would expose her in front of her. She hadn't yet had a good reason to explain why she was dressed as a man.

After all, she had once visited a brothel with him as a man!

Thinking of this, her face began to flush again.

Shen Mu took in her disheveled appearance, suppressed the smile in his eyes, and slowly raised his bright eyes to say...

"I wonder where you come from, young lady? To risk your life to kill the Demon Lord, I truly admire you."

Hearing Shen Mu's question, Thirteen seemed to suppress most of the panic in her heart. But when Shen Mu asked her where she came from, she became somewhat troubled again.

After all, Shen Mu already knew from her where he came from.

Third Prince's Mansion

Having recovered, Duan Yuchuan sat upright in his study, facing Yongcheng, the only confidant he could trust.

Yongcheng bowed slightly, answering his master's questions about the news he had gathered recently.

"Snapped--"

With a crisp sound, the fine inkstone shattered into pieces at his feet.

The inkstone landed very close to him, yet Yongcheng didn't move an inch.

"What a show! I never expected my second brother to have such a romantic affair."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Duan Yuchuan's lips. Despite his still weak state, an unusual flush flashed across his pale cheeks.

Seeing that his master seemed a little off, Yongcheng quickly asked...

"Should we inform the Emperor about this?"

"If we were to relay this information to the Emperor, the credibility of the report would be extremely low."

Duan Yuchuan rested his chin on his hands, leaning against the table. His dark eyes seemed to linger on Yongcheng for a long time.

He was also considering the feasibility of telling his father about this romantic affair.

His health has not yet fully recovered, and the crown prince seized the opportunity to prepare to lead troops to fight against the southern barbarians.

Although the second prince was someone who had no power to compete with him, he didn't want to let the crown prince of the Eastern Palace benefit from it so easily.

If the Crown Prince were to lead the army and return victorious,

I fear that I will only drift further and further away from that throne.

Especially now that his mother is pregnant, there are rumors circulating in the An family that they intend to use all their resources to fully support the child in his mother's womb.

Thinking of this, Duan Yuchuan slammed his fist on the table in frustration.

He was naturally furious and resentful of the person who had deliberately poisoned him at this moment, embarrassing him.

I just hope I don't get caught by him!

"Your Highness..."

Yongcheng saw Duan Yuchuan's hand slamming on the table, with blood faintly flowing out, which made him somewhat worried.

Duan Yuchuan raised his eyes, and the sinister look in them made Yongcheng's heart skip a beat.

Just as Duan Yuchuan was about to say something more, a servant hurriedly ran to the door and whispered...

"Your Highness, the Fourth Princess has arrived."

"Fourth Princess?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Yuchuan frowned slightly. Since he had been bedridden for a long time due to illness, his lovely younger sister had rarely visited him at his residence.

What a rare day it is that this princess has condescended to come here and see him in person.

He gave Yongcheng a cold look before preparing to open the door and leave.

Yongcheng understood immediately. He stood up and disappeared into the darkness, just as Duan Yuyan, adorned with jewels, swaggered into Duan Yuchuan's study.

She arrogantly pushed open the study door, completely ignoring Duan Yuchuan who was still standing at the door.

She even gave him a lazy glance before walking inside and sitting in Duan Yuchuan's seat.

Duan Yuchuan wasn't angry when he saw this. He glanced at Man'er, who had followed him outside, and then gently closed the study door again.

Clearly, he wasn't very interested in playing these mundane games with his sister.

No matter how many princesses there are in Nanyang, their ultimate fate is to go on diplomatic missions to marry foreign rulers on behalf of Nanyang.

Even so, Duan Yuchuan never cared about his younger sister Duan Yuyan's actions. As long as one day his sister married far away from Nanyang, and time faded away...

The people of Nanyang will naturally forget that there was such a spoiled princess in the royal family.

Duan Yuchuan turned around and saw that his younger sister was already sitting in his seat. Instead of being angry, he smiled.

"What wind has blown you here?" He stepped forward and personally poured a cup of hot tea for his sister.

Since recovering, he has disliked having people serve him.

Unless absolutely necessary, he always had his servants and young men waiting outside.

Right now, Duan Yuyan's hurried entry clearly meant that she didn't have time to let the servants outside come in and serve her tea.

However, Duan Yuchuan thought of his younger sister, who often beat and scolded her subordinates. So he decided to pour tea for his sister himself.

No matter how unruly and spoiled the younger sister is, she would never lay a hand on her own brother, who shares the same father and mother.