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

"It was just a perfunctory response, what? Are you angry?"

Murong Chuan walked towards Jian Yue with a wicked smile, his right hand naturally rising to touch Jian Yue's cheek. Jian Yue subconsciously dodged, and Murong Chuan frowned slightly. Then Jian Yue suddenly chuckled and said, "It's best not to touch my hands easily if you've held other women's hands before. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist chopping these hands off."

Murong Chuan was taken aback, then smiled and put his hands behind his back, saying, "You really are a little jealous person. I've never seen you like this before."

Jian Yue neither denied his words nor answered them, but instead asked, "Have you appeased me? Didn't I ask you to punish this wicked woman?"

Murong Chuan narrowed his eyes, approached Jian Yue with ill intent, and whispered, "So, how do you want me to punish you?"

Seeing this, Jian Yue leaned back, glanced at him, and curled her lips into a slight smile, saying with utter disdain, "Then how do you want to punish me? Throw me out of the Crown Prince's residence? Or hang me up and whip me twenty times?"

Jian Yue's eyes held a smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. Her gaze towards Murong Chuan was cold. Seeing this, Murong Chuan naturally didn't continue. He sighed, turned around, and stood up straight, saying, "Sigh! I only meant to make a joke with you, but I didn't expect to upset you. I'm sorry, as I said, this is just for show, and I can't take it seriously. Once I get what I want, I will definitely clean things up."

Jian Yue raised an eyebrow, playing with the teacup in her hand with amusement. Her tone was neither too light nor too heavy, and she said in a flat tone, "Don't say such things lightly. If someone hears you, you will lose the initiative. Your Highness the Crown Prince is a strategist. How can you lose the big picture for the sake of small things?"

"Oh, right, you made quite a fool of yourself today. I'm sure the Prime Minister's wife will come over to check on you tomorrow. Your Highness is truly blessed to have so many women. Miss Yue is beautiful, gentle, virtuous, and generous—she's definitely the best candidate for Crown Princess. Your Highness is truly fortunate."

Murong Chuan shook his head helplessly, his eyes filled with even more affection: "You, you have a sharp tongue but a soft heart. You clearly have me in your heart, but you still mind that I am nice to other women."

You should understand that with my status, there will inevitably be times when I have no choice in the matter. Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles. My father's bestowal of this marriage also had its considerations. Moreover, the current political situation is uncertain, and turmoil is inevitable. I can only do my best to maintain the balance of everything.

If you're not happy, there's nothing I can do. After much thought, the only thing I can do is spoil you even more and love you more, so you can feel my sincerest heart. Yueyue, don't worry about what happened a few days ago. Just do whatever you want. As long as no one dies, I'll cover for you.

What a brilliant double-edged sword! On the surface, it's about spoiling her, but it's also a warning to her not to cause any death. Jian Yue smiled faintly, her face showing hesitation and difficulty.

After a long pause, she stood up and said in a somewhat unfriendly tone, "I have no right to say no on someone else's turf. Since Your Highness has already brought this up, as an ordinary weaver with no background, I can only go back and reflect on my mistakes in seclusion."

As Jian Yue spoke, she walked straight toward the door. Murong Chuan tried to stop her, but Jian Yue didn't even glance at him. She even walked around him for quite a distance as she passed by, leaving his outstretched hand frozen in mid-air.

Murong Chuan was somewhat embarrassed, and his face darkened. But before he could get angry, he heard Jian Yue say, "Give her an explanation for what happened today. But in the future, there won't be such a good deal. I, Shangguan Jian Yue, have always been one to avenge every wrong. I will settle this score with her in the future."

Jian Yue's figure disappeared quickly. Murong Chuan stood there for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "You said you wouldn't care about anyone, but you still gave up on causing trouble today because of me."

"Hmph, I knew it! No one can escape my gentle treatment, not even the women of the Shangguan family."

After saying that, he turned to a golden-armored guard beside him and said, "In my name, send over the dragon and phoenix ruyi that my father bestowed upon her. Say that I gave it to her to calm her nerves. As for the lost child, just say that she had her period!"

After saying that, Murong Chuan turned and left, but his face was still somewhat gloomy.

When Jian Yue returned to her room, she saw Hei Feng sitting calmly on his bed, playing with the woven kittens on both sides of the bed curtains, as if he had suddenly seen a strange toy.

But when that curious look appeared on Hei Feng's face, the scene became somewhat comical.

Looking at the two oddly shaped kittens on the bed curtains, Jian Yue couldn't help but chuckle. She glanced at the figure outside and suddenly laughed, "So leisurely, it's like its kind. I just didn't know you had this side to you."

Upon hearing this, Hei Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt. Then, after glancing at Jian Yue, he blinked, smiled knowingly, leaned forward, and played with the woven kitten in his hand, saying, "It? How could it possibly be as handsome as me? At most, it's just cute."

Jian Yue smiled but remained silent, sitting at the round table, watching Hen Feng with great interest, the smile in her eyes becoming more and more obvious.

Hei Feng played with it for a while, then suddenly his hand froze. He then realized what Jian Yue meant, raised his eyes, and said with a raised eyebrow, "Teasing your master? Where did you get the nerve?"

Jian Yue raised an eyebrow, placed her hands on the table, rested her chin on them, and said, "Didn't you give me the courage? Ku Mu Zhang once said that I haven't learned anything else from following you, but this insulting tone is exactly the same."

Black Wind shook his head, then turned his eyes to the woven kitten, and sighed, "Of all my apprentices, you are the first to be proud of such skills. You truly impress me."

Jian Yue naturally didn't take the teasing to heart and replied directly, "I dare not accept such praise. It's all thanks to my master's excellent teaching. Otherwise, I would be ashamed of the days I spent eating in the beggar's den."

Hei Feng raised his eyes and looked directly at Jian Yue, without missing a beat.

"You resent me?"

"What resentment is there? On the contrary, I am very grateful that it has allowed me to see many things more clearly and learn many things."

In fact, in Jian Yue's view, her life, apart from revenge, was about trying to win back Bai Jianan, who had forgotten her, within the limited time and life she had left.

However, after being coerced by Hei Feng and dragged into that beggar's den, she suddenly felt that life really is changing and in motion. As long as you keep moving forward, your future is constantly turning. It is absolutely impossible to control your future.

As a beggar, unless one lives at the very bottom of society, it is believed that most people could not endure such a life of being despised, ignored, and driven away.

Fortunately, she had lived in the cellar for many years, enduring a lot of insults and contempt. And because of the five years of struggle she had experienced after leaving the Qiu family, she thrived in the beggar's den and reaped considerable rewards during those few days.

Upon hearing Jian Yue mention these things, Hei Feng smiled and asked, "So, what do you understand now? What do you know?"

"A thousand family affairs, a hundred family feelings, the warmth and coldness of human relationships—one must know the truth for oneself. Master, even if you asked me, I couldn't answer. You should understand this, so why be so foolish as to be a mere mortal?"

Jian Yue stood up, put her hands behind her back, walked to the door, and said softly, "There are figures moving outside. The number of guards has more than doubled. There are even quite a few guards at my door, and most of them are in golden armor."

They're going to treat me like a priority case now. I wonder what it will be like here when she shows up. Master, do you think if I shout now, they'll break down the door and start yelling at you?

Jian Yue's eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint, her tone carrying a hint of threat, yet mostly a joke. Hei Feng chuckled, finally releasing the kitten he had been tormenting, and lay down on the bed, saying, "I don't need you to shout; they can sense my presence. But I am a god, after all. Though I may occasionally wish to act like a foolish human, I am still a god, aren't I? Do you think a god would be controlled by such a mere foolish human?"

Seeing his movements, Jian Yue paused, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes. She took a few steps to the bedside, her curved blade flashing as she aimed for Hei Feng's heart.

Hei Feng didn't even lift his eyelids. He gently stopped her attack with one hand, and with the other hand, he lifted Jian Yue up and threw her onto the inside of the bed with a thud. The figures outside the door immediately gathered. Jian Yue squinted and saw Hei Feng looking at her mockingly.

At this moment, the two were in a rather complicated position, which could easily arouse suspicion. Jian Yue bit her lip and whispered, "Does Master still understand the difference between men and women?"

Black Wind countered, "Does this disciple understand the importance of respecting his master?"

The two were locked in a stalemate when the dark figure outside the door was about to knock and make his move. Suddenly, Jian Yue cried out in pain, "Damn it, I actually fell off the bed!"

The dark figure outside the door paused, but ultimately did not continue knocking. Instead, he politely asked, "Is there something you need, young lady? Perhaps you could summon the family physician?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Yue snorted coldly, "No need. In the dead of night, wouldn't it be a cause for gossip if a man came in? Didn't your concubine Qiu just say that I had some kind of connection with the imperial physician? If I bring the imperial physician here now, who knows what kind of crime of collusion I might be accused of?"

After he finished speaking, there was no more sound outside the door. Hei Feng looked at Jian Yue with a mocking smile and said, "The thing in Qiu Lingfeng's belly is still alive. Don't tell me, should I do a good deed and help keep the pregnancy going?"

Jian Yue raised an eyebrow: "Master, what do you think your disciple should do in return? I've already slept with this disciple, I don't know what else the disciple can do for his master."

Upon hearing this, Hei Feng was stunned for two seconds. Then, right under Jian Yue's nose, a clear red blush appeared on the tips of his ears, which then spread across his entire face. Jian Yue blinked and suddenly chuckled, "Master, you're so innocent."