Shocking! Five men are in love with the same woman!

At this moment, the night was as dark as ink, and all was silent.

The campsite was immersed in a deep tranquility, as if even the wind held its breath, unwilling to disturb the peace.

The thin moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds, casting dappled shadows and adding a touch of cool radiance to the dark world.

At this moment, Jiang Muxue was sitting alone at the table, quietly pondering.

She didn't turn on the light; she just sat there motionless, lost in thought.

She had always believed that she was deeply in love with He Jingchuan, and that he was the most important person in her heart besides her family.

But she realized today that wasn't the case.

Today's events are like a sharp knife, quietly severing the persistence in her heart.

She clearly revealed her true nature completely in front of He Jingchuan.

She should have been panicked, frightened, worried, and anxious.

But she didn't.

It's not without it.

However, she discovered that He Jingchuan didn't seem to be that important to her.

Because Princess Rui was ranked ahead of him, and there were also three princesses and Xie Zhiyi, all of whom were more important than him.

But it shouldn't be like this.

Didn't she love him for seven years?

For him, she became unrecognizable, completely losing herself.

But why did she suddenly realize that she didn't seem to like He Jingchuan that much?

She didn't even care about his reaction today; at the time, she was only focused on not wanting Princess Rui to get hurt.

So, is it because she never really liked He Jingchuan that much, or because she knew clearly that he was heartless towards her, so she didn't care about his reaction?

She didn't know, and she couldn't understand.

………………

The next morning, the sky was clear and the air was crisp.

The autumn sun shone through the thin mist, casting a warm golden glow, bringing a perfect end to this autumn hunting trip.

On the return carriage.

Lingyan and Xiao Muyao were playing Gomoku to pass the time.

The black and white pieces leap across the board, much like the intellectual clash between the two, both intense and enjoyable.

In a game of chess, there are wins and losses, and the two sides are evenly matched.

Neither of them liked the other to give way, so they played with great gusto and enjoy themselves immensely.

They continued like this until they returned to the capital before they stopped fighting.

Lingyan, however, was thinking about something else while looking at the game of Gomoku.

Ancient people had only so many forms of entertainment, and they were probably tired of them by now and wanted to try something new.

Then she could build an entertainment complex that could encompass a variety of modern entertainment and leisure activities.

Not only can they make money, but they can also enrich their lifestyle.

Moreover, the entertainment center is expected to hire a large number of employees this time.

That would give many women another way to earn a living.

Therefore, after returning to Prince Rui's residence today, Lingyan has been pondering all aspects of this matter.

I spent the day scribbling and drawing on paper while pondering my thoughts.

Xiao Muyao didn't leave the manor today either, but stayed by her side the whole time.

He would serve her tea and water, give her massages to help her relax, and serve her meals, etc.

He felt sweet, happy and fulfilled doing these things, and he enjoyed it immensely.

So after Lingyan finished her work, she rewarded him handsomely.

Ever since Xiao Muyao learned that she had specially danced for He Jingchuan, he wanted her to dance for him in return.

Lingyan agreed as a reward for him.

However, she danced an exotic dance for He Jingchuan, but after thinking about it, she decided to dance the Flying Apsaras Dance for Xiao Muyao.

The moonlight was hazy as Lingyan and Xiao Muyao stepped into the back garden.

Lingyan wore a gorgeous seven-colored dress, the thin gauze fluttering lightly, like a dream.

Her makeup was exquisite and glamorous, with a delicate red lotus flower adorning her forehead, and her eyes were outlined to be deep and captivating.

Her slender waist was gently bound by a ribbon, making her appear even more graceful.

As Xiao Muyao's music began, Lingyan gently stretched out her jade-like arms, like a willow swaying in the breeze, her fingertips seemingly carrying endless tenderness as they lightly brushed across the void.

She tilted her head slightly, revealing her long, slender neck and a mysterious, captivating gaze that seemed to steal one's soul.

Her slender waist swayed, like a nimble snake, each movement perfectly showcasing the curves of her body.

The bells on her belt jingled crisply and alluringly with her movements.

She moved with light, graceful steps, her body twirling, the hem of her dance dress like a blooming flower, dazzling and beautiful.

As the music reached its climax, Lingyan leaped into the air, her movements as light as a swallow, drawing a graceful arc in the sky.

Her long hair flowed freely, like a black waterfall, shimmering with starlight.

Every movement, every posture, every turn, every glance of hers was full of endless charm and allure.

It was as if she wasn't dancing, but weaving a magnificent dream that drew people in, making it impossible for them to escape.

Her dance seemed less like a performance and more like a spell that captivated and enchanted people.

At this moment, the music stopped, and the dance also stopped.

Xiao Muyao's eyes were filled with infatuation and fascination, as if the whole world had only her left.

His breathing gradually became rapid, and his heart pounded like a drum.

He seemed to want to say something, but felt that words were so inadequate.

then………

………………

When the next day came.

Early in the morning, Princess Huarong received an imperial decree from Emperor Jingzhao, ordering her to be sent as a princess to marry a foreign ruler in the northern desert.

Moreover, before being married off to a foreign land, she was not allowed to step out of the mansion or have any contact with outsiders, and was to wait peacefully for her marriage.

Princess Huarong was heartbroken, filled with resentment and despair.

How did things come to this?

In her opinion, this matter should have fallen on that idiot Hua Yin.

But why did it turn out this way?

She was unwilling and resentful!

But at this moment she was locked in the room, and there were imperial guards outside, so she couldn't do anything at all, and couldn't even get out of the door.

His Majesty is truly ruthless!

They had blocked all her escape routes.

At the same time, the eligible women of the imperial family who knew of this decree also breathed a sigh of relief.

I couldn't help but feel both relieved and still a little shaken.

Thankfully it wasn't them.

Otherwise, they wouldn't know what to do at this point.

Something else happened this morning.

That was when Chu Xiyao went to the palace to explain to Emperor Jingzhao that he wanted to stay in Dazhao as a hostage.

Emperor Jingzhao was utterly astonished!

I doubted whether I had misheard!

Otherwise, how could I have heard such an unbelievable story?

That's right, it's a complete fantasy.

Historically, only weak and small countries would send hostages to seek peaceful subjugation, and these hostages were often princes or nobles who were not valued.

Now, Western Chu and Great Zhao are on par, both being powerful nations of the time. So where does the talk of a hostage come from?

Besides, even if a hostage were to be sent, it would be impossible to send the King of Western Chu's precious ninth prince as a hostage!

This is not a joke!

This proposal was truly absurd, leaving Emperor Jingzhao both surprised and bewildered, while also harboring some doubts.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

He suggested something that was completely unnecessary, so he must have had ulterior motives.

So after Emperor Jingzhao realized what was happening, he tentatively asked, "I want to know why the Ninth Prince is like this?"