Baby, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you to the heavens and the seas!

"Ouch, stop messing around!!!"

Qianqianlu looked up awkwardly, clearly disliking being insulted by someone.

Sigh! I am a lackey, and you are the master of this lackey!

Ugh! You're such a filthy little thing, neither human nor dog!

Qing Tingyu glanced sideways at Qianqianluo, who was muttering to herself beside her:

Young Master Luo's earlobes turned pink with embarrassment, and his delicate nose twitched intermittently.

Her eyes, clear and bright like autumn water, were filled with the spring dew that only appears in March. They looked incredibly pitiful.

A few beads of sweat gathered between her brows, glistening on her forehead. Her delicate, flawless skin resembled the finest jade, appearing smooth, soft, and fragrant.

The little tyrant felt inexplicably hot and kept swallowing, trying to relieve the unusual dryness in his mouth.

His Highness the Crown Prince flicked his sleeve and said in a deep voice, "Get up here!"

Meanwhile, Lu Weiqian, watching Luo Gongzi's sudden tearful appearance, felt a surge of unease.

Emperor Qing Tingmo meaningfully propped up his bone fan, quietly approached his son, and made some inappropriate jokes and banter with Qing Tingyu.

"Yu'er, stop yelling; if you keep yelling, Young Master Luo will be even more afraid of you!"

Despite hearing her unorthodox father's suggestion, Qing Tingyu remained expressionless.

Knowing that this lowly commoner disliked the smell of ambergris, the prince quietly relit the extinguished incense burner on the dining table as she sat down.

"Hahaha!!" Qianqianluo was most afraid of the smell of ambergris, and after His Highness the Crown Prince did this, she laughed out loud because she was tickled.

"What's wrong? Does Young Master Luo find my suggestion so amusing?!"

Grand Minister Lu waved his hand dismissively, his face darkening as he looked at Young Master Luo, who was trying hard to cover his mouth and suppress his laughter.

"No, no, I, I just... hahaha!"

"Hahaha, stop it!!" Qianqianluo, laughing until tears streamed down her face, slammed her hand on the table and stood up angrily.

His Highness the Crown Prince stared at this suddenly defiant lackey, propped his head up, and calmly asked, "What's wrong?"

Qianqian glared angrily at the Crown Prince, who remained expressionless to the side, and kicked him aside.

"Your Highness, be careful! There's an assassin!!"

While everyone was still in a daze, Young Master Luo lifted the tablecloth and swept away all the cold arrows that were shot at Yu Ting.

"Help! Help!" Grand Minister Lu scrambled under the jade table in a panic, shouting for help.

Lu Weiqian shielded Princess Zhi behind him and used his sword to cleave the incoming arrows in two.

The Crown Prince, his face cold, clutched his chest, which was inexplicably throbbing with pain, and followed his swaying father, the Emperor.

"Yu'er, let's go! Let's go next door and watch this fight!"

"This is a martial arts tournament that I have specially organized for Young Master Luo. I am very interested to see who is superior, my personal guards or Young Master Luo!"

The emperor stood leisurely with his hands behind his back, but the words that came out of his mouth were chilling.

Qing Tingyu glanced at the bright red bloodstains on her right middle finger, and then, unable to resist, brought her blood-soaked hand to her nose and smelled it a few times.

"Yu'er~ How is it? Does Young Master Luo smell good? Let your father smell it too!!"

The emperor turned around and immediately leaned close to his son.

His Highness the Crown Prince did not answer, but instead walked past his father, the Emperor, and headed straight for the bell tower in the Imperial Garden.

Before long, the two monarchs of the Qingting Dynasty had arrived at the top of the bell tower.

The two monarchs leisurely watched the fierce battle unfolding beneath the stained-glass window, discussing matters of state as if it were commonplace.

In the royal pavilion!

Qianqian and Lu Weiqian joined hands, protecting Princess Zhi and Minister Lu behind them, their faces serious as they stared at the men in black surrounding them!

On the eaves and corners of the imperial pavilion, wind chimes of various lengths clashed and rang loudly, while inside the pavilion, the sound of cold knives being sharpened and clashed was noisy and chaotic!

"Insolence! Do you know this is the Imperial Palace!" Lu Weiqian gritted his teeth, intending to attack the enemy's psychological defenses!

Without saying a word, the men in black kicked Young Master Lu in the chest, sending him flying into the Heavenly Pool that they hadn't entered before.

"My son!!!"

"Brother Lu!!!"

Upon seeing this, Minister Lu and Princess Zhi cried out in pain and tried to save Lu Weiqian, who had fallen into the stagnant pool.

"careful!!!"

Qianqian deflected the large knife that was about to strike Minister Lu's head, and solemnly shielded Minister Lu behind her.

"Young Master Luo, hold them off for a while! This old minister will go and fetch reinforcements immediately!"

Lu Weiyan's eyes darkened, and with a sudden push, he shoved Qianqianluo, who was blocking his way, away.

"Sigh, sigh, sigh!" Qianqian looked at the old man who had betrayed her, helplessly rubbing her forehead and smiling bitterly: "Leave me! Who will still treat you like a child?!"

"Stop daydreaming, take this!!!"

The man in black, clad in a mysterious black night-clothes, once again swung his large knife and slashed fiercely at Qianqianluo.

"Do you know what your biggest weakness is?" Young Master Luo grinned as he leaped behind the man in black and slammed the hilt of his knife into the man's hind leg.

"Die from talking too much!!"

"Aaaaah! You actually ambushed me?!" The martial arts student, who had also been kicked into the mud of Tianchi, spat out a mouthful of mud and angrily pounded the ground.

"Does Young Master Luo even know what will happen to you?!" Another man in black, wielding a blood-dripping dart, fired a hidden dart with a chilling expression.

The bloodthirsty, man-eating flying guillotine still reeked of blood and eagerly opened its blood-red maw toward Qianqianluo's head.

"Hehehe, you've read martial arts novels? Do you know about the One-Finger Divine Skill? Sigh! I just happen to know it! Isn't that infuriating?!"

Young Master Luo leaped back and, with a charming smile, gave Brother Dark Arrow the middle finger.

"What are you doing?!"

"Surrender? Is giving the middle finger the way you surrender?! Are you fucking insulting me?! I'll kill you today!"

Dark Arrow felt he had been insulted like never before, and in his anger, he activated the Blood Droplet, which he had originally intended to use to scare people, into killing mode, wanting to kill this lowly commoner.

"Tsk tsk tsk, so superficial, so incredibly superficial!" Qianqianlu stared at the furious Dark Arrow Brother, shaking her head dismissively.

"Die! How dare you insult this young master!"

Just as the blood-dripping guillotine was about to bite through Qianqianluo's neck with its man-eating ability!

Just as everyone was holding their breath in anticipation, bang! A loud explosion suddenly rang out, and the blood-dripping guillotine shattered into pieces in mid-air.

"If you're bad, practice more! Why do you have to compare yourself to an immortal?! Don't you know I have my own buffs?!"

Young Master Luo flicked the middle finger again, and the still arrogant Dark Arrow Bro, like a crow struck by a gunshot, plummeted from the sky with a whoosh! whoosh! whoosh!

"Aaaaah! My knees! You, you lowly commoner, what vile thing have you done to me?!"

While Dark Arrow Bro was in a daze, he felt a piercing, stabbing pain in his knee.

"So? So, for me defeating you, I did something filthy?!"

Qianqian flew to Anjian Ge's side, calmly bent down, and patted his pig head.

"Look at you! What kind of poisons and hidden weapons are all those bottles and jars on you?!"

"Your father knew you'd gone astray since you were little?!"

"Does your mother know how foul-mouthed you are, spewing filth at everyone you meet every day?!"