Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

After staring at each other for a long time, the man finally closed his eyes in frustration and said in a very unpleasant tone,

"Shen Ningzhu, don't forget, you are mine, your life is mine, everything you have is mine. Who gave you permission to leave with Jiang Yanche alone, huh?"

"I'm only saying this once, there can be no next time."

The powerful voice rang out, leaving no room for argument.

Shen Ningzhu closed her eyes again, pushed him aside, calmly turned over and continued sleeping, humming a couple of times as a response.

Jiang Xuan Yan was furious, so he flipped her over and pressed down on her again.

A delicate kiss landed on her lips, forcefully prying open her tightly closed teeth, relentlessly savoring the sweet taste from her mouth.

(Ten thousand words omitted here.)

The next morning, as the east was just beginning to lighten, the morning sun gently shone through the thin clouds onto the earth.

Liu Zhiyi had her beautiful black hair styled into a high ponytail and wore a dashing bright red riding outfit.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind, and a black belt inlaid with rubies cinched her waist, outlining her slender waist and long, straight legs.

Song Hanchuan was also wearing the same dark blue riding outfit, but he also wore heavy silver armor over it.

The two walked side by side, heading towards the courtyard where Shen Ningzhu was.

When they arrived at the courtyard, Shen Ningzhu and Jiang Xuanyan were already waiting there.

Upon seeing this, Song Hanchuan quickly stepped forward, clasped his hands in a salute to Jiang Xuanyan, who was standing in the courtyard, and began to give him a detailed report on the specific circumstances of the elimination of the remaining party members.

Liu Zhiyi then pulled Shen Ningzhu aside.

The two best friends huddled together, whispering and babbling in hushed tones, occasionally letting out bursts of silvery laughter.

They chattered quietly about the latest gossip and interesting events in the capital, from which powerful family had married a new bride to which young lady had shone brightly at a poetry gathering. The topics came one after another, and they were having a great time talking.

After a brief exchange, Jiang Xuanyan and Song Hanchuan finalized the arrangements for returning to the city.

Most of the soldiers who came to Yucheng on this mission were left behind to guard the city and ensure its peace and stability.

Only about a hundred elite soldiers accompanied the emperor back to the capital.

Jiang Xuan Yan stood tall at the head of the group, riding a magnificent Akhal-Teke horse with a coat as red as flames. The horse had smooth muscle lines and strong hooves, as if it could gallop thousands of miles at any moment.

Song Hanchuan and Jiang Yi rode tall horses, closely following Jiang Xuanyan and attending to him on his left and right sides.

All three were exceptionally handsome men.

With their elegant bearing and graceful bearing, they formed a striking sight on horseback, attracting the attention of passersby.

Behind the three were the Dragon Shadow Guards, also mounted on horseback and arranged in neat rows.

Liu Zhiyi rode in a carriage with Shen Ningzhu, accompanied by two foxes, while Chu Xiong and Qingyun rode in the carriage behind them.

The remaining soldiers fell neatly at the very end.

We set off early in the morning and arrived at the city gate just as it was getting dark.

Chu Xiong's leg injury was severe, and Liu Zhiyi decided to take him to the Prime Minister's residence to treat him personally. Shen Ningzhu naturally had no objection and returned to the Shen residence on her own.

Jiang Xuan Yan followed her back to the mansion.

No sooner had he gotten home than Jiang Yi rushed in, looking flustered.

"It's terrible, Your Majesty! Princess Qingyi, she..."

Jiang Xuan Yan frowned.

"Get out if you're not going to talk."

Jiang Yi was startled and immediately replied in a low voice, "Yes, yes, Your Majesty, I will tell you right away. Your Majesty, Jiang Qingyi... has escaped."

The man's brows furrowed quickly, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes, and he said coldly,

"Escape?"

"Heh, I underestimated this woman. Have you found out how she escaped?"

Jiang Yi frowned and shook his head slightly.

"The investigation is still ongoing, and it remains to be seen who helped him escape."

Jiang Xuan Yan raised his hand to press his throbbing temples and waved his hand dismissively.

"Understood, let's go down."

"Then this matter..."

"Investigate with all your might and find her. Jiang Qingyi must die."

The two of them did not hide their conversation from Shen Ningzhu, who was standing nearby.

When Shen Ningzhu heard Jiang Xuan Yan give the order that Jiang Qingyi must die, she instantly felt a chill creep up from her feet to her scalp, making her hair stand on end and her whole body feel cold.

She looked at Jiang Xuan Yan with disbelief in her eyes.

She couldn't understand how this man had suddenly become so ruthless. Jiang Qingyi was his white moonlight and cinnabar mole for many years, yet he killed her without hesitation.

Indeed, though time has passed, he remains the same as before, a ruthless and merciless killer.

He was also a notorious tyrant known throughout the country.

The indulgence and constant intimacy she shared day and night almost made her forget the man's true nature, forget what kind of devil was lying next to her.

Jiang Yi accepted the order and left.

Jiang Xuan Yan then picked up the ginseng tea prepared by the servants again, scooped up a spoonful, and prepared to feed it to Shen Ningzhu.

When she looked up, she saw that Shen Ningzhu's face was pale and her body was trembling slightly.

The moment their eyes met, their expressions betrayed an undisguised tension and fear.

She was afraid of him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan Yan felt extremely bitter. He pretended not to see her emotions and brought the ginseng tea he had just scooped to her lips again.

His voice was warm and deep.

"You've suffered these past two days. Here, have some ginseng tea to nourish yourself, otherwise you might harm your health."

Shen Ningzhu drank it stiffly.

相府

The first thing Liu Zhiyi did upon returning to the manor was to instruct the steward to prepare the Jianjia Courtyard, the closest courtyard to the main residence, for Chu Xiong to live in. She also arranged for several maids and servants to attend to him.

The next morning, he personally went to Jianjia Garden.

Chu Xiong had already gotten up, and he had cleaned himself up and changed into clean robes. He looked much more energetic than yesterday.

Liu Zhiyi stepped forward, and the maid immediately moved an embroidered stool and placed it beside the bed.

Liu Zhiyi sat on the embroidered stool and gently patted the bed.

"Extend your hand, let me take your pulse."

Chu Xiong readily agreed and extended his arm.

Liu Zhiyi examined it carefully for a while, then frowned slightly.

"The situation is not optimistic. His body is severely damaged and he needs to be properly recuperated."

"Pull back the blanket, let me see your legs."

Chu Xiong was taken aback, hesitating slightly. Seeing that he didn't move, Liu Zhi looked up, puzzled, and frowned.

"What are you standing there for? Lift the blanket and your pants legs, shall we?"

The maids and servants in the room looked at each other awkwardly. Finally, Yun'er stepped forward and said...

"Madam, it might not be appropriate for an unmarried young lady to be looking at a man's body, would it?"

If their master found out, wouldn't he be consumed by jealousy? At that time, the mistress herself wouldn't do anything, but those servants who failed to stop her would be in big trouble.