The concubine is a man, and the illegitimate son of a divine physician has a spatial ability.

The guards were all men, and according to the rules, they were not allowed to barge into the princess's boudoir. Seeing this, the head guard was extremely anxious and quickly dispatched several eunuchs to rush into the room to find out what was going on.

The moment the eunuchs stepped into the room, they were stunned by the scene before them. A man dressed in black night clothes carried a bound and immobilized maid in his right hand, while his left hand gripped a gleaming sword. The man in black strode out of the room with steady, powerful steps. Upon reaching the doorway, he tossed the maid to the ground with a flick of his wrist, as if discarding an object.

Then, the man in black calmly took out a gleaming golden seal of the Crown Prince from his robes, raised it high, and shouted: "I am a servant of His Highness the Crown Prince, secretly protecting the Princess! I have recently received reliable information that villains intend to harm the Princess and are plotting to assassinate her."

This woman is undoubtedly the assassin, and she has been caught red-handed! Now that Her Highness the Princess has unfortunately been drugged, you must all go immediately to check on her condition. As for the assassin, I will escort her back to the palace and hand her over to His Highness the Crown Prince for punishment!

Upon seeing the Crown Prince's seal, it was as if the Crown Prince himself had descended. The crowd's expressions changed instantly, and they all knelt down in fear and trepidation, bowing respectfully: "Welcome, Your Highness the Crown Prince! Long live the Crown Prince!" Their voices were clear and loud, echoing throughout the entire Plum Blossom Pavilion.

At the same time, the man dressed in black, like a ghost, carrying a woman bound hand and foot like a dumpling, nimbly leaped onto a tall, magnificent horse. With a sharp crack of his whip, the horse neighed, reared up, and galloped away like lightning, leaving behind only a trail of flying snow and muddy dust.

Before long, the man and his horse rushed out of the area of ​​Fu'an Temple. However, not far from Fu'an Temple, several dark figures suddenly appeared, accompanied by horses.

The man in black who emerged from Fu'an Temple looked sharply at the group of men in black who had just arrived and asked in a deep voice, "How is the situation? Have you cleaned up the mess?"

The other men in black quickly clasped their hands in a respectful bow and replied, "Reporting to you, sir, the operation went very smoothly. Those who were waiting outside have been captured in one fell swoop, and as you instructed, they were all taken alive."

The leader of the men in black nodded and said, "Alright, let's rush back to the East Palace and interrogate them tonight."

Inside the Meixue Pavilion of Fu'an Temple, chaos reigned. People were stumbling and jumping about, a complete mess! The pavilion was brightly lit, as bright as day. People scrambled through the space, their shouts and footsteps shattering the night's tranquility.

Time passed slowly, a full quarter of an hour later, Sheng Muling finally opened her tightly closed eyes and slowly woke up. However, the house she had been living in was now a complete mess and uninhabitable.

Seeing this, the eunuchs who were waiting nearby quickly sprang into action. They carefully covered Sheng Muling's face with a soft veil, and then wrapped her tightly from head to toe in thick quilts, afraid that even a wisp of cold wind might invade this delicate woman.

Immediately afterwards, several strong eunuchs worked together to gently lift Sheng Muling like a piece of cargo, and steadily transferred her to another room. Sheng Muling seemed somewhat dazed and confused throughout the process, as if she had not yet fully recovered from her unconsciousness.

At this moment, Sheng Muling's mind seemed shrouded in a fog, leaving her completely dazed and bewildered. She sat there blankly, listening to the eunuchs' words. As the words reached her ears, Sheng Muling's eyes gradually became empty and lifeless, as if she had lost her soul.

She slowly raised her head, her gaze fixed on the ceiling of the ornate canopy bed, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks. This sudden turn of events left everyone present bewildered, unable to comprehend what could have caused this usually dignified and composed woman to lose her composure like this.

Finally, after a long silence, Sheng Muling murmured a few words as if talking to herself: "How could you be so heartless as to want to take my life like this? Back then, we had a bond as husband and wife, and we even shared a bed."

But now, you've turned on me, showing no regard for our past relationship. Since you're so heartless and unjust, don't blame me for being ruthless. You want my life? Fine, I'll trade my life for yours!

At this point, Sheng Muling's emotions grew even more agitated, and her voice unconsciously rose a few decibels: "Haven't you two been secretly colluding and having an affair for years? Fine! Since you are so deeply in love, then I will simply grant your wish and send you both to the underworld. In the underworld, you may continue to be a loving couple, but don't forget to kneel down and repent before my innocent child who died young!"

Sheng Muling clutched the soft bedding tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force. Her eyes, like two beams of cold light, shot straight into the distance, her gaze growing increasingly sharp. At this moment, Sheng Muling seemed like a completely different person, radiating a chilling aura.

Her once delicate and beautiful face was now covered with a layer of frost, making it difficult to see the true emotional fluctuations in her heart. Her exquisite features appeared particularly cold and stern at this moment, especially her long and narrow phoenix eyes, which revealed a hint of murderous intent and determination.

At this moment, Sheng Muling truly displayed the temperament and demeanor befitting a member of the royal family—ruthless and cold-blooded! She was like a long-dormant beast finally baring its sharp fangs, ready to deliver a fatal blow to its enemy. Anyone who saw her like this would likely feel fear and dare not approach her even slightly.

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Inside the Green Bamboo Pavilion, Yin Zijing had fallen into a deep sleep under A-Tian's soothing massage. In her dream, Yin Zijing returned to her own space.

Without a second thought, in order to alleviate the venom of the golden bees, Yin Zijing hurriedly went to the spiritual spring. The spring was naturally formed, shrouded in mist, with exotic flowers and rare herbs, and strange and precious animals roaming among it. It was like a fairyland.

Yin Zijin, with her bound feet, stepped onto the soft grass and arrived at the edge of the spiritual spring.