The eldest daughter's scheming, the crown prince's exclusive favor to the venomous concubi

Jian Yue smiled, her eyes softening as she gently stroked the yellowed paper and softly said, "During those ten years in the cellar, my mother and I couldn't communicate normally. But she was clever and taught me how to communicate with her in a strange way."

As she spoke, she said to Xiao Cui, "Xiao Cui, bring me a handful of soil."

Murong Yan raised an eyebrow, somewhat intrigued. She then saw Xiao Cui bring over a handful of soil, staring curiously at Jian Yue, wondering what she was going to do.

Jian Yue asked Xiao Cui to put soil on the paper and then rub it with her hand. After a while, many strange marks appeared on the paper, looking like dirt left by fingernails, which were now revealed by the soil.

These marks appeared very naturally, not like any secret code. Apart from looking like miniature horseshoe prints, there was nothing else to tell. Could it be that the mother and daughter knew what the other had said just from these marks?

However, after reading it, Jian Yue smiled and said, "Thank you, Princess, for conveying the message for my son and me. I am very grateful."

Seeing that Jian Yue had no intention of revealing the contents of the letter, Murong Yan did not ask any further questions. She nodded and said, "What's the big deal? I couldn't help you when your mother disappeared back then, and I've felt guilty for many years. Now that you two are safe and sound, I'm just passing on a message. What's the big deal?"

As she spoke, she waved her hand and sighed, "Like father, like son. Your mother is like that, and so are you. However, although I don't know what you're planning to do, things are tense right now, so you should be careful."

Jian Yue nodded and thanked her, saying, "Thank you for your concern, Princess. Please rest assured, we will be careful."

Murong Yan hummed in agreement, then, as if she had thought of something, looked at Jian Yue with even greater curiosity and asked, "Why don't you ask about Nan'er?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Yue smiled and said, "What's the point of asking? If he doesn't show up, it's no use asking. Judging from the princess's current state, he must be fine. Why bother asking?"

Murong Yan was taken aback, then suddenly chuckled and said, "You little rascal, you're so cunning! Did you know I wouldn't be able to hold back my questions, that's why you didn't ask?"

Jian Yue shook her head and said seriously, "Even if the princess doesn't ask, I won't ask. The princess is here, calm and composed, so he will definitely be fine. Asking would be pointless."

If he wants me to know what he's doing, he'll naturally come and tell me. But if he doesn't want me to know, even if I ask, what will I find out?

Murong Yan lowered her eyes and sighed, "You're so open-minded, but what if he's really entangled in something and can't get away? What will you do then?"

Jian Yue raised her eyes, looked at Murong Yan, and asked in return, "What is the princess referring to?"

What do you think it could be?

Jian Yue lowered her eyes and said, "Jian Yue never does pointless thinking. If it's between the two of us, Jian Yue feels that it's a matter of fate. If he is willing, I will be fine. But if he is not willing, Jian Yue will leave and will not block his way."

However, if we are of one mind but someone tries to obstruct us, then Jian Yue will not stand idly by. Although Jian Yue is not very capable, she still has some leverage.

Even if the Shangguan family's armored divine weapons don't exist, I, Shangguan Jianyue, still possess my own power. Though it may be a drop in the ocean, it can still disrupt this peaceful and prosperous world.

Jian Yue's words were undoubtedly telling Murong Yan that if Bai Jianan was truly in love with her, no matter what obstacles they faced, they wouldn't be the biggest problem. But if Bai Jianan gave up, then she, Shangguan Jian Yue, wouldn't wallow in self-pity and cling to him relentlessly.

Murong Yan couldn't help but admire him secretly. A fifteen-year-old child, who had just arrived in this treacherous world, was so calm and composed, and his perspective on problems and matters was also more mature. Such a child was indeed worth everything Bai Jianan had done.

She sighed, thinking of Bai Jianan's situation, and said with a touch of sadness, "He's not doing well."

Jian Yue's body trembled: "How is it not good?"

Murong Yan sighed again, stood up and walked towards the back hall, saying as she went, "It's best if he tells you these things himself. Now that you have the information you wanted, go back!"

Murong Yan's figure disappeared, and Jian Yue stood there for a long time with her eyes lowered. Xiao Cui walked in silently and stood quietly beside her until someone came to see the guest off. Only then did Jian Yue raise her eyes and smile as she nodded to the person seeing the guest off, saying, "Thank you for your trouble. I can leave by myself."

She turned and walked back the way she came. The road was as quiet as before, but this time, she felt at peace.

Bai Jianan, if you are not good because of me, then I will give you something better. You just need to keep your current unhappiness, and what I give you will definitely be much more than what you have lost.

Yipin Hong stared intently at Jian Yue's retreating figure, from the General's Mansion to the Princess's Mansion, and then back to the General's Mansion, but she never had a chance to make a move.

Behind her, a sharp gaze followed her closely, never wavering. Whenever she showed murderous intent towards Jian Yue, she could feel the icy aura emanating from that gaze.

She recognized the aura; it belonged to Cang Feng, who was always by Bai Jianan's side. Yi Pin Hong gritted her teeth. She hadn't expected that even though Bai Jianan was already imprisoned in the palace, he would still assign his personal bodyguard to Jian Yue.

When Jian Yue re-entered the General's Mansion, she had already lost all her opportunities. She gritted her teeth inwardly, glanced coldly at the empty space behind her, and left angrily.

Seeing Yipin Hong leave, Cang Feng flew to Lanyue Tower and met Hua Xiangrong on the top floor.

"What are you here for?"

Hua Xiangrong had just seen Murong Yu off when she saw Zang Feng, so she was naturally surprised. Zang Feng walked in and said, "We can't keep Lan Yue Lou here any longer. Make preparations as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Hua Xiangrong frowned deeply, her beautiful face contorting as she said menacingly, "What do you mean by this?"

Zang Feng shrugged: "You naturally know what I mean. Lan Yue Lou was exposed because of Qi Lin Ge. That traitor from Qi Lin Ge will naturally not leave this place for you and Shangguan Jian Yue to turn the tables."

Upon hearing this, Hua Xiangrong pondered for a moment, then looked at Cang Feng and smiled, "My Lanyue Tower has been implicated by the Qilin Pavilion. You come here and just say one sentence and that's it? My magnificent Lanyue Tower is just going to close down like this? That doesn't make sense."

Zang Feng smirked and said, "You have no right to talk to me about this. I'm not a member of the Qilin Pavilion either. Besides, it's probably impossible for you to get compensation now. Most of the Qilin Pavilion's assets and working capital have already been transferred to Shangguan Jianyue."

As for the other one, he's in a terrible state now, and we don't even know if he'll come back alive. What do you want him for?

"so serious?"

Hua Xiangrong couldn't help but worry. The silly girl was already deeply in love. If the spendthrift couldn't be brought back, she really didn't know what would happen to the silly girl.

"Who knows? But I think no one will die, though getting away will be very difficult."

He had already tested the Cold Palace; he could indeed come and go freely on his own, but if he brought someone who was poisoned and whose internal energy was restricted, the risk would increase tenfold.

He cannot take the risk, and Bai Jianan will not allow him to.

Upon hearing this, Hua Xiangrong turned around and whistled. The little bird that had once kicked over the general's guards reappeared. Hua Xiangrong stared at it for a long time. Cang Feng was a little confused, but then he saw the little bird flap its wings and fly away.

From beginning to end, neither the person nor the bird uttered a single word, which was eerily unsettling.

The next moment, he saw Hua Xiangrong suddenly put her hand on her chest, as if she was about to take off her clothes, which startled Zang Feng so much that he immediately turned his back to Hua Xiangrong.

Hua Xiangrong didn't stop, quickly stripping off her clothes and saying disdainfully, "What? Shy? Tsk tsk, old virgin?"

Zang Feng's face had never been so red, and his lips twitched to a new level. He turned around abruptly, wanting to prove his manhood, but was shocked by what he saw and trembled all over.

Zang Feng thought he had pretty good self-control, but when he saw all this, he really couldn't stay calm.

Hua Xiangrong's face was split in the middle, and her hands were still tearing her face apart. A piece of skin had been torn off the part of her chest that she had grabbed earlier, and her lower body was completely ripped off.

Zang Feng's first thought was that Hua Xiangrong had shed her skin like a snake.

However, this was just a thought; beneath the torn skin, there was clearly black clothing, indicating that the skin was fake.

Hua Xiangrong is completely fake? And she's been lurking right under their noses for five years, even traveling around the Second Prince's side, without being discovered. Where did she learn such a skill in disguise? It's too exquisite.

As the mask on her face was gradually torn off, and then removed from her hands, chest, and hair, Hua Xiangrong finally let out a long sigh of relief and said comfortably, "It's been so long since I've felt this comfortable. It's so much better to have my own skin."

As she spoke, she looked at Zang Feng and said coldly, "What? You've seen my secret, how do you feel?"

not so good.

These are Zang Feng's true feelings. It's more than just terrifying; it feels like walking down the street at night and seeing a female corpse floating around on its own.

On the ground lay scattered human skin and hair, as well as half a face that had not been torn apart. Hua Xiangrong, who stood in front of him, had clearly become a different person.

Her long hair had been cut very short, as if slashed by a sword, neat and meticulous. A black cloth was tied around her forehead, adding a strange charm to the short hair. And Hua Xiangrong's face, needless to say...

Although her previous face was considered a stunningly beautiful and alluring enchantress, this new face, regardless of whether it was as captivating or enchanting as the previous one, still gave Zang Feng a strange sense of amazement.