The system forced me to blow up the female lead's fishpond.

"It's late. You should escort Miss Shen back," Chu Tu said, taking a sip of tea and slightly adjusting his sleeves.

Upon being called out, Shen Zhizhi, who was tiptoeing away and about to leave quietly, suddenly gasped and took a heavy step back.

"Yes."

Chief Feng clasped his hands in acceptance of the order, then turned to look at Shen Zhizhi, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

Strange, why does this Miss Shen look so familiar? It's as if I've seen her somewhere before.

Shen Zhizhi naturally knew that Chief Feng was secretly observing her. She lowered her eyes in shock, her long eyelashes obscuring her pupils, which were darting around in panic.

Afraid of being recognized, she pinched her throat and said in a voice loud enough to kill ten mosquitoes, "Your Highness, there's no need. This humble woman can return on her own."

The sound traveled on the wind, startling the two people in front of them, causing them to tremble and get goosebumps.

Chu Tu's expression twisted for a moment, then he gave her an incredulous look and casually retorted, "If Miss Shen has phlegm stuck in her throat, she should swallow it before replying."

Shen Zhizhi:? ? ?

Three black lines appeared on the leader's forehead. How could there be a woman in this world with such an ear-piercing voice?

However, the more she looked at Miss Shen's figure, the more familiar it seemed, just like...

"Have you found Hao Meimei, whom I mentioned some time ago? How dare she ruin my important plans! I will make sure she is torn to pieces!"

Chu Tu's words threw the Wind Chief into disarray. Upon hearing the name, he pondered for a moment, about to reply.

After glancing at Shen Zhizhi out of the corner of his eye, his body trembled violently, and he turned his head to stare straight at her.

The familiar yet unfamiliar figure before my eyes seemed to dissipate into countless fragments, and Hao Meimei's outline was clearly sketched in my mind.

He cried out in alarm, pointing angrily, "Third Prince, I remember now, it was she who let the Second Prince escape that day."

These words struck Shen Zhizhi like a bolt from the blue, leaving her completely bewildered. She broke out in a cold sweat, her mind filled with only four words that flashed through her mind like a barrage of comments.

We're doomed!

She secretly moved outwards step by step, her hands behind her back.

As the saying goes, of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best.

Shen Zhizhi stared at the door, which was only half a step away, her eyes lit up, and she strode out.

Suddenly, his indigo robes fluttered, and in the blink of an eye, Chu Tu landed steadily in front of the door, his handsome face appearing particularly somber in the night.

Shen Zhizhi stood frozen in place, the deep voice like a whisper from hell, echoing ominously in her ear:

"Hao, Mei, Mei?"

Her teeth chattered, she swallowed hard, and explained weakly, "Your Highness, there is a misunderstanding. I did not know that you were the one who tried to kill Your Highness that day."

"You don't know? You risked your life to save him, and you still say you only love me?" He picked up the sharp blade on the table, his obsidian-like eyes turning gloomy.

"Ha, Shen Zhizhi, you put on quite a show. I almost fell for your trick."

Two strands of noodle-like tears streamed down the little cartoon character in Shen Zhizhi's heart, as she cried out in despair.

She put so much effort into her performance, and now it's all ruined.

Even if she manages to escape from him today, given Chu Tu's personality, he will certainly not let it go. Now she has completely offended Chu Tu.

Shen Zhizhi was utterly despondent, fearing that her good days were over.

She quietly took half a step back and gave an awkward laugh, "Haha, Third Prince, let's talk this out. Let's not draw our swords and ruin our relationship."

"Feelings? What feelings do I have with you?" Chu Tu raised an eyebrow, his disdain evident.

Shen Zhizhi looked distressed, while Xi Shi clutched her heart and cried out in anguish, "Your Highness, my deep affection for you is as clear as day. If there is even the slightest falsehood, may I be a dog."

"Is that so? Since you are so deeply in love, you are willing to die for me. As long as you drink that poisoned wine, I will believe you." Chu Tu glanced at the porcelain jar she was clutching tightly in her hand, his tone nonchalant.

Shen Zhizhi looked down at the porcelain jar, then looked up at Chu Tu with a determined gaze, and resolutely opened her mouth.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Chu Tu: ? ? ?

Wind Leader: ? ? ?

Shen Zhizhi is flexible and adaptable.

"Heh." Chu Tu sneered, reaching into his sleeve to rummage through things.

A moment later, in Shen Zhizhi's terrified eyes, he pinched out a small porcelain jar, his gaze fixed on her, filled with murderous intent.

"Since you don't want to draw your sword, then use poison." He flicked the cork off the porcelain jar with a single finger, his peach blossom eyes filled with coldness, and slowly approached. "I originally wanted to spare you some suffering, but it seems that Miss Shen will not appreciate my kindness."

Shen Zhizhi stared at the celadon vase with plum blossoms painted on it in his hand, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

As described in the original work, this poison is the most cruel poison made by Chu Tu. After drinking it, one will feel as if thousands of ants are gnawing at one's heart, causing unbearable pain, ruptured internal organs, and finally death in endless agony.

If this poison, whose very appearance sends chills down one's spine, were actually used on her, she would likely meet a tragic end.

"Host, why don't you give him a go? Let's see if your flying kick is faster or his poison is faster?" Ya Dan said cautiously.

Shen Zhizhi's lips twitched violently; she wished she could drag this damn system out and beat it up.

"It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering, huh? Why don't you come out and see if your words are tougher than my fists?"

She'd probably be dead before she even kicked him.

Ya Dan: ...

Just when Shen Zhizhi thought her life was over, a dark figure appeared like a ghost and stood steadily in front of her.

Her jet-black hair cascaded down her cheeks, causing a slight tickle.

Shen Zhizhi subconsciously looked up, but before she could identify who it was, she was grabbed around the waist and pulled back ten feet in an instant.

Whoosh whoosh!

Three sharp blades attacked from the shadows, their gazes clear, aimed directly at Chu Tu's face.

Upon seeing this, Chu Tu's expression changed, and he turned around and swiftly dodged away, his speed as fast as lightning.

"..."

Having narrowly escaped death, Chu Tu's originally arrogant and upturned peach blossom eyes suddenly drooped, and a murderous intent arose as he looked at the uninvited guest.

Chu Chouchi stood tall and straight, his black robes almost blending into the night. His dark eyes glanced at the irritable Chu Tu in front of him, exuding a cold aura.

"Chu Chouchi! Have you gone mad?" Chu Tu's peach blossom eyes flushed slightly red with anger.

Chu Chouchi scoffed coldly, glanced at him, and then fixed his gaze on the girl behind him who was still in a daze.

"Are you alright?" He softened his tone, gazing at her quietly, his heart overflowing with guilt that he could not escape.

Seeing her retreat step by step, the fear in her eyes made his heart skip a beat.

Fortunately, she was safe and sound, and fortunately, he arrived in time.

The question that rang in her ears brought Shen Zhizhi back to her senses. She looked up at Chu Chou Chi, who seemed to have descended like a god, her eyes crinkling with surprise, and she exclaimed in delight.

"Your Highness! I'm alright! Thank goodness you came!"

Upon meeting those bright eyes, Chu Chouchi's ears burned slightly, and after a moment of breathlessness, he nodded calmly.

Seeing that someone was backing her up, Shen Zhizhi immediately became arrogant and domineering.