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

He hopped back several steps.

"Holy crap—what the hell is that? It scared the crap out of me."

Turning her head, she met Jiang Xuan Yan's sinister eyes and was immediately silenced by those cold gazes.

Sensing the intense chill emanating from him and the undisguised murderous intent, the blond-haired man dared not provoke him and could only mutter a curse under his breath.

"Grass--"

He then lowered his head, muttering curses as he quickly left.

"What the hell? Dressed like that at night, are you staging a real-life version of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?"

A man's frustrated voice came from behind. Shen Ningzhu looked down at herself, then at the two people beside her, and couldn't help but twitch her lips.

Upon arriving at the villa's entrance, Shen Ningzhu's heart began to race as she tried to enter the password.

Press the six-digit number.

"Click——"

The door lock made a crisp unlocking sound.

The two best friends were overjoyed; the combination lock on the villa door hadn't changed, which was wonderful.

I cautiously entered the house, turned on the lights, and walked around the entire house inside and out. I also went upstairs to check and found that it seemed that no one had lived here for a long time.

But they looked different from how they left three years ago; it was obvious that someone else had come after them.

The two best friends exchanged a glance, both seeing affirmation in each other's eyes.

Forget about that for now; having a place to stay is good enough. The two washed up and went to the dressing room to find modern clothes to change into.

They also found a set for Jiang Xuan Yan.

"What are you looking at? I've prepared the water for you. Go and tidy up yourself. It's getting late. Wash up and go to sleep in that room."

Shen Ningzhu said irritably.

Jiang Xuan Yan pursed his lips, his tone cautious and pitiful.

"But I have injuries."

Shen Ningzhu immediately put on a stern face, "Either do as I say, or you leave?"

Shen Ningzhu pointed to the door, her face full of impatience and unquestionable authority.

Jiang Xuanyan touched his nose dejectedly, lowered his head, and obediently went into the bathroom.

Shen Ningzhu then rolled her eyes in an unseemly manner.

"Always making a fuss. We've already switched timelines, and he still can't see the situation clearly. He wants me to be his maid and servant? He's dreaming!"

Liu Zhiyi was practically laughing her head off.

"Zhuzhu, you've finally been liberated and can sing songs of liberation."

Shen Ningzhu coolly wiped her nose with her thumb, raised her chin high, and looked smug.

"Absolutely, this feels so damn awesome."

The two best friends burst into laughter, then went hand in hand to the kitchen to check. They found some instant dumplings in the refrigerator, but they were expired. There was also rice and flour in the cupboard, but they were all covered in green mold.

Looks like I'll have to go hungry tonight.

The two best friends rubbed their shoulders, remained silent, and quietly went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next day, the sun shone brightly, and the sky was clear and cloudless.

A gentle, warm breeze blew in from the window, carrying the unique humidity of Haicheng, completely different from the dry climate of Jiangguo's capital.

Shen Ningzhu had just gotten up and was still half asleep when she was walking downstairs holding onto the handrail. She saw Liu Zhiyi walking in from outside, carrying all sorts of breakfasts.

My eyes widened in shock.

"Xiao Yi, where did you get the money to buy these?"

Overnight, Liu Zhiyi seemed to have completely recovered from her disappointment. Now, she looked cheerful, waved the food bag in her hand at her, and raised an eyebrow.

As he entered the house, he casually handed her breakfast, then explained as he changed into his slippers.

"Want money? Isn't that easy?"

"Just the clothes and accessories we three are wearing, any one of them could be enough to buy an apartment in a first-tier city."

"Hehe, you know, I used to know some all sorts of people. Although they've changed their appearance, they're still reliable. I went to them to get this done a long time ago."

Shen Ningzhu was stunned. She remembered that she had changed out of her fancy clothes and jewelry to keep a low profile, and she felt instantly emo.

Is she herself the emotional clown?

Liu Zhiyi covered her lips and smiled.

"Don't make that constipated face, okay?"

"Try to think positively. Plans can't keep up with changes. What you thought before wasn't wrong. Besides, what I used today was the jade hairpin you wore when you transmigrated here."

Every single item she wore was a wedding gift carefully selected for her by Song Hanchuan.

Those items were either made using palace craftsmanship, or they were made from materials he personally selected and carved by hand, stroke by stroke, according to the drawings she made.

His hands, with their distinct finger bones, were covered in scars from doing all that.

Therefore, she couldn't bear to sell any of these things.

As for Jiang Xuan Yan's possessions, without exception, they were all made in the palace. Such items would be too conspicuous to display.

The hairpin in Shen Ningzhu's hair was very suitable, but it was too cheap and only sold for tens of thousands.

Fortunately, we have enough cash flow for now.

"Alright, hurry up and get ready for breakfast. We have your favorite fried dough sticks and crab roe soup dumplings."

Shen Ningzhu's eyes lit up instantly.

"Wow, my sisters love me the most. Wait for me, I'm going to wash up now."

Shen Ningzhu ran back to the second floor, and as soon as she entered the bathroom, she screamed in shock and almost fainted.

"Ahhh, who did this? Who left the shower running?"

Hearing the noise, Liu Zhiyi hurried upstairs and found the bathroom was about to be flooded, leaving her speechless.

At this moment, Shen Ningzhu had already tiptoed to turn off the tap, muttering curses under her breath.

"It must be that jinx."

"Yesterday, seeing that he was injured, I kindly adjusted the water temperature for him before letting him take a shower. Who knew that he wouldn't turn off the tap after he finished using it?"

Liu Zhiyi looked numb and gave a speechless twitch at the corner of her mouth.

To avoid suspicion, she stayed on the first floor last night.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ningzhu didn't teach Jiang Xuanyan how to use the things in the bathroom.

Jiang Xuan Yan was an ancient person who had never seen those things before, so he had no idea how to operate them. He probably used them as a hot spring.

However, when Jiang Xuan Yan was mentioned, Liu Zhiyi couldn't help but feel very puzzled:

"Strange, it's already this late, why hasn't he gotten up yet?"

She muttered to herself as she looked around, trying to find that familiar figure, but to no avail.

Shen Ningzhu, who was standing to the side, was slightly taken aback when she heard this, and then echoed:

“Something is definitely not right. Given how much noise we made, he should have arrived by now.”

After saying that, the two looked puzzled and exchanged a glance.

At the same time, Shen Ningzhu walked quickly to Jiang Xuanyan's door and gently knocked a few times.

However, the room was quiet, and not a sound came out.

Seeing this, the two best friends felt a sense of unease.

Shen Ningzhu didn't hesitate any longer and turned the doorknob directly.

Fortunately, the door was not locked and was opened easily.

Liu Zhiyi stood outside the door waiting for news, while Shen Ningzhu stepped inside without hesitation.

As soon as she stepped into the room, Shen Ningzhu immediately sensed something was wrong.