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

After leaving the capital, Chu Tian followed the route that Jian Yue had taken when she was abducted.

On that day, he followed this road but found nothing. This time, he didn't rush, but instead searched for clues along the way.

However, Black Wind is a powerful figure; how could he possibly leave anything behind for him to search for? So, this time, it was still fruitless.

With He Xinle still relentlessly pursuing him, Chu Tianyi had no choice but to disguise himself and buy a human skin mask from a ghost dealer at a high price to escape He Xinle's pursuit.

Actually, he didn't dislike He Xinle that much; it was just that his deep-seated aversion to women made it impossible for him to seriously accept He Xinle's advances.

Therefore, in order not to hurt her, Chu Tianyi chose to leave.

But Jian Yue is different. He still wants to understand what kind of relationship he has with Shangguan Jian Yue, and why he could touch her without any reservations or disgust from the very first time they met.

A prophet from the Northwest once said that the woman he was to marry would be the best woman in the world to him, and also the most ruthless woman in the world, and that this woman would become a legend in the capital.

So he came to the capital, following his father's instructions to find his destined wife, the one he loved who could put aside his grudges.

So, he met Shangguan Jianyue, and when his hands could touch her, he felt that he had found the right person.

However, Shangguan Jianyue loves someone else and has no feelings for him at all. Could this be the prophet's mistake?

Or is his wife someone else?

Regardless of the circumstances, he doesn't want to give up on Jian Yue now. If he wants someone, he has to fight for it. This is the rule his master taught him, and he thinks it's right.

He wanted to make a good effort, and he felt that the person who could be his equal was probably none other than Jian Yue.

Therefore, his mind was always on Jian Yue, watching her and Bai Jianan together, watching them flirt, and even watching Jian Yue leave him for Bai Jianan.

Sometimes his heart aches, sometimes he feels suffocated, and sometimes he feels nothing at all.

My father once said that when you fall in love with someone, you will think about her all the time. You will feel sad when you see her suffer, and you will feel upset when you see her happy. Only when you see her happy will you feel at ease.

So, what exactly is love? He might love Jian Yue, but he believes that if it were truly deep love, it wouldn't be like this between them now.

But at this very moment, the Heartless Sword also malfunctioned.

To be ruthless, one must first be moved by emotion. Perhaps only by being moved by emotion can one comprehend the essence of the Ruthless Sword.

But how exactly can one perceive that so-called true love?

Chu Tianyi thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. He even put Jian Yue into the image of the person he loved, but he still didn't feel anything. His scalp tingled from thinking so much that he continued on his way with the broken sword in his arms. But he didn't expect that when he wandered around a small town, he would see Shangguan Jian Yue begging for food.

Jian Yue begged for food at the market for three days. During those three days, apart from the silver note He Xinle gave her, she only had enough money to eat. Unfortunately, before she could even enjoy the silver note, it was snatched away by the arrogant Black Wind Black Skinflint, who claimed to be keeping it safe for her. This made Jian Yue so angry that she wanted to kill someone.

Seeing Jian Yue gritting his teeth with a look that suggested he wanted to kill him, Hei Feng arrogantly waved the silver notes in his hand and said, "Not convinced? Then defeat me and take them back."

"Hmph, I'll defeat you one day."

Jian Yue snorted and squatted back in her corner, gnawing on the cold, hard steamed bun she had gotten back. She ate it as if it were the flesh and blood of Hei Feng, taking each bite viciously. The other beggars around her quietly moved away, afraid of getting splattered with blood.

Looking at the sizable open space centered around Jian Yue, Ku Mu Zhang swayed and walked to Hei Feng's side, whispering, "This aura is quite strong, much stronger than her mother's."

Black Wind chuckled and said, "How does she compare?"

Kumu Zhang paused, then looked at Heifeng with an unfriendly expression and said, "You want to have your cake and eat it too?"

Black Wind remained noncommittal: "Why not? We should always choose the best option."

After a moment of silence, Kumu Zhang said, "Then you should give her up. I'll take over."

Black Wind looked at Drywood Zhang, a dangerous smile playing on his lips, and said, "What? Feeling soft-hearted?"

Kumu Zhang immediately spat and cursed, "Soft my ass! I just can't stand your behavior. The comparison between the two is obvious, yet you keep comparing them, trying to make them both lose."

The Black Wind Ironclad Soldiers are no longer the same ironclad soldiers they once were. What they want is no longer the faith we once held. Haven't our desires, which we've barely survived to this day, changed drastically? Why torture ourselves by adhering to that bullshit agreement?

Black Wind remained silent. Drywood opened its mouth to continue speaking, but then saw Jian Yue looking at them with suspicion, so it immediately shut up. It then scratched its head and muttered, "I've seen what's been going on these past few days. This girl is patient and hardworking, and she's definitely not someone to be underestimated. But she's also very deep-seated. Although she's not ruthless, she's easily vengeful."

I don't understand why you're taking her with you. Although I don't know your intentions, I advise you now not to do anything you'll regret.

After saying that, Kumu Zhang suddenly grinned widely, gave Jian Yue a silly smile, and shouted, "Girl, what delicious food are you eating? Come on, look at what I brought back! It's the best braised food in the capital, do you want some?"

"Braised food? Really? Don't lie to me."

Jian Yue's eyes lit up immediately, drawn to the oil paper package that Ku Mu Zhang had magically produced.

Damn it, in three days, although she doesn't really like eating meat, she's had enough of eating cold steamed buns. If she could have some extra food, she'd sell a kidney for it.

"Why would I lie to you? Do you want to eat it? Come on, let me show you how. If you ask, I'll give it to you."

"What's wrong, Master? Master Zhang, please give me a bite."

Upon hearing this, Kumu Zhang was overjoyed. However, after opening the oil paper package in his hand, he felt something was wrong. At this moment, Jian Yue suddenly darted out, grabbed the largest thigh in the oil paper package, pulled it out, and stuffed it into her mouth. Then, she triumphantly raised her eyebrows at Kumu Zhang.

It took Kumu Zhang a long time to finally react. He laughed and scolded, "You little brat, you actually tricked me out of my chicken leg! How could you be so cunning? It's really immoral of you to bully an old man like me."

What a ridiculous title, Master Zhang! It's such a common name, yet it completely baffled him.

Jian Yue chuckled as she munched on a chicken leg, her mouth greasy, and said, "What's the point of talking about morality now? We're all starving. Besides, don't you deny you're old? You're so young, why should I have any morals?"

Kumu Zhang laughed at Jian Yue's sophistry and said, "These past few days, nothing else has improved, but your tongue has certainly gotten better. How can a young lady like you become so unrefined?"

Jian Yue immediately said with disdain, "You think it's civilized to make a girl beg for food? Don't just think that officials can set fires while common people can't even light lamps. Although we may be powerless to do what we want now, we still have our backbone."

Upon hearing this, Zhang the Drywood sneered, "Spirit? You've already bowed down for five pecks of rice, what spirit do you have? Let me tell you, what beggars lack most is spirit, what they want most is to have a full stomach. By the way, do you understand what you've gained these past few days?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Yue swallowed the last few bites of chicken leg, carefully wrapped the chicken bones in the only handkerchief she had on her body, and then picked up a cold steamed bun, saying as she ate it, "Nothing to show for it. Begging is begging. All you think about is filling your stomach. What can you possibly gain?"

Kumu Zhang's eyes gleamed with a mocking smile as he said, "You're really pathetic. When you're being controlled by others, shouldn't you at least look for a chance to escape?"

Jian Yue raised her eyes and looked at Ku Mu Zhang with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot, and said: "Run away? Do you think I'm stupid? What kind of skills do you all have? Even if I escaped to the imperial palace in the capital, I believe you could lift me out with two fingers. Do you think I would be stupid enough to seek my own death?"

"After all that effort, and then being caught and brought back, I might suffer some more. It's better to stay here and beg peacefully; at least I can make ends meet. And maybe when you're in a good mood, you can give me a chicken leg or something. This kind of life is like being a god, not bad at all."

As Jian Yue spoke, she patted her stomach, then put the remaining steamed bun and the chicken bone together, even putting the chicken bone inside the bun. Seeing this, Ku Mu Zhang asked curiously, "What are you doing? Aren't you going to throw the bone away?"

"Throw it away? Then we'll have to eat cold steamed buns for our next meal?"

As Jian Yue spoke, she put the steamed bun into her bosom, patted it, and said with satisfaction in her eyes, "This way, I can use this bone to make a bowl of bone soup tonight, and eat it with the steamed bun. It's simply a delicacy."

As she spoke, she licked her lips with her tongue, which immediately made Hei Feng, who was watching her from a distance, swallow hard.

Although Jian Yue was in a sorry state, her delicate face covered in dirt, the natural, unrestrained gleam in her eyes was something that nothing could change.

At this moment, she adopted a languid posture, her tongue casually rolling across her upper lip before moving towards her lower lip, carrying a hint of allure. Even without the support of her beauty or gorgeous clothes, she exuded a graceful charm that outshone all others.

That uncontrollable nonchalance, like a clear spring in a beggar's den, struck Black Wind's heart in an instant, and his heart stirred and could not be stopped.

Suddenly, he was startled by his own heartbeat and panicked. The fear in his eyes made him dare not think of anything else, he just wanted to leave as soon as possible, so he did so. He was as fast as a frightened bird, which startled Jian Yue and Ku Mu Zhang, who were talking and arguing.