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

Liu Zhiyi told him it was fine, asked him to put her down, and then slowly entered the outhouse while holding onto the wall. She came out shortly afterward.

Song Hanchuan picked her up again.

The moonlight was bright and clear, and a cool breeze was blowing gently.

Liu Zhiyi suddenly didn't want to go back to the stuffy room. "Young Master Song, are you married? Or do you have a fiancée, concubines, or maids?"

Song Hanchuan shook his head.

"I am of lowly status and dare not delay such a fine young lady, therefore, I have never had anyone by my side."

Liu Zhiyi silently turned her head away.

She glanced at the man's robe, which was understated in style but made of rare and luxurious fabric, and couldn't help but twitch her lips.

Well, he probably has other reasons.

"Since that's the case, then I won't bother to avoid suspicion. Young Master Song, may I trouble you with something?"

Song Hanchuan looked down and saw the woman in his arms smiling gently at him under the bright moonlight. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes curved into lovely crescent shapes, a sight of unparalleled beauty.

In an instant, Song Hanchuan felt his heart, which had been dormant for many years, suddenly start beating rapidly, and something exploded in his mind with a "boom".

"What...is it?"

His voice was slightly hoarse.

Liu Zhiyi pointed to the rooftop, "I think the moonlight is exceptionally beautiful tonight, and the evening breeze is gentle. I'd like to go up there to see the moon. Can you take me up?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a sense of weightlessness beneath her feet. Before she could even react, the two of them were already on the rooftop.

Liu Zhiyi's eyes shone brightly.

Such superb lightness skill! Even carrying someone in his arms, he's much more stable than when Pei Yun Chu is alone.

You should know that Pei Yun Chu is a famous young general in the capital, a well-known martial arts prodigy. This person is even more powerful than him. What is his identity?

"It's not safe to stand. Can you... sit down? The tiles are a bit hard. Will your wound hurt?"

Liu Zhiyi noticed a fleeting glint of nervousness in his eyes as he asked that question.

Although he concealed it well, she still noticed it with her keen senses.

What is he nervous about?

Even if the roof tiles are hard, she wouldn't sit on his lap, would she?

Seeing her expression change several times, Song Hanchuan quickly realized what was going on. He was eager to explain, but didn't know how to start. His brows, hidden behind the mask, were tightly furrowed, and he could only stand there anxiously.

Liu Zhiyi gathered her skirt, sat down by herself, and smiled.

"You can sit down, don't worry. Most of my wounds are on my thighs and feet."

"Oh right, I haven't had a chance to thank you yet. The pills you gave me were very effective. The pain didn't hurt as much after I took them."

The wounds are healing quickly; they're all scabbed over now. I believe they'll be fully healed soon.

Song Hanchuan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down next to her.

"That's good."

He quickly took out a small sandalwood box from his pocket, opened it, took out the same pill, and handed it to Liu Zhiyi.

"This is?"

"This is for you too."

Liu Zhiyi's lips twitched. Another one for her? This is a life-extending pill that's worth a fortune, does he think he's doing this in bulk?

Or is it that he can obtain something so precious so easily? If so, the man before me must be of very high status.

Then the problem is coming.

When such a person goes out, will he not have someone protecting him?

How could he have collapsed in an empty alley for no reason? Moreover, judging from the scene at the time, there were no signs of a struggle.

Then there's only one possibility.

Liu Zhiyi's heart sank. She didn't understand why he was going to such lengths, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she smiled and pursed her lips.

She didn't reach out to take it, but suddenly leaned closer and opened her mouth to take it. During the process, her lips intentionally touched the man's fingertips.

The man's arm trembled slightly, and he quickly withdrew his hand behind his back, pretending that nothing had happened.

Liu Zhiyi noticed that the man's earlobes, which were exposed outside the mask, were visibly red, and the muscles on his arms were taut.

???

Is this, shy?

Liu Zhiyi continued to probe.

She moved closer to him, casually placing one hand on his thigh. (Image: Song Hanchuan vs. Liu Zhiyi) The man stiffened, immediately holding his breath, his eyes trembling almost imperceptibly as he looked at Liu Zhiyi.

Seeing Liu Zhiyi staring at his mask, he didn't stop her.

Liu Zhiyi discovered that the mask was extremely well-made and the materials used were exquisite and meticulous.

So, what exactly was his purpose in approaching her?

"You... do you want to see what I look like?"

Song Hanchuan clenched his fingertips, which had fallen onto the tile, and stammered a question in a low voice.

Liu Zhiyi looked up and smiled brightly.

"May I?"

It's true that they were eager to leave the Crown Prince's residence, but if they could understand the man in front of them better, they would be able to better anticipate the risks to the future.

Song Hanchuan's lips moved for a moment, and his voice softened considerably, "Others are naturally not allowed, but if you want to see, young lady, it's never a problem."

Liu Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sat up straight.

"I was just kidding. It's getting late, I want to go back to sleep."

Song Hanchuan paused as he was removing his mask, a vague sense of loss creeping into his heart for some reason.

Liu Zhiyi: ...

From that day on, Shen Ningzhu spent most of her daytime hours in the main courtyard, only able to sneak over to Liu Zhiyi's place to look after her when Jiang Xuanyan went to court.

He spent his nights entangled with the prince, indulging in nightly revelry.

If she expressed any dissent, she would be threatened by the prince. For the sake of her best friend's proper recovery, she endured it.

A week passed, and Jiang Qingyi finally rallied and came looking for him.

That day, the Crown Prince went to the morning court. As usual, Shen Ningzhu ordered more than a dozen kinds of precious food, asked two maids to help her carry them, and hurriedly went to the abandoned courtyard.

Just as they were about to pass a rockery, they were blocked by people.

Shen Ningzhu narrowed her exquisite fox-like eyes. "A good dog doesn't block the way. Move aside."

Jiang Qingyi, sitting opposite her, looked at her with a sinister gaze, then glanced at the two food boxes on the ground and gave a mocking smile.

"Give way? Shen Ningzhu, have you lost your mind? How dare you disrespect the princess? The princess is of noble birth, what are you to dare to defer to her?"

Shen Ningzhu rolled her eyes.

Since things have already turned sour, there's no point in being respectful or not, so why bother?

However, Shen Ningxue recovered quite quickly; in just a few days, she was already back to being someone's lapdog.

"You can get out of bed now? Your pain has subsided so quickly?" Shen Ningzhu asked with a hint of regret.

If she had known this would happen, she should have used more force and killed her. Ultimately, it's because this body is too weak; she'll have to start training with Xiao Yi.

Otherwise, you won't be able to fully enjoy the revenge against the scum.

"You... Shen Ningzhu, don't be so smug." Shen Ningxue stomped her feet angrily, but the movement aggravated her wound, causing her to gasp in pain.

His gaze toward Shen Ningzhu grew even more disgusted and vicious.

Shen Ningzhu stared intently at Shen Ningxue, a half-smile playing on her lips.

"Looks like you really do forget how badly you were treated?"