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

Once the noise subsided, when I looked up again, the once crowded gambling room was now completely empty.

Am I scary?

Shen Zhizhi muttered to herself, leaning on the pillar as she was about to get up, when she inadvertently glanced at the pillar and noticed that it was carved with lifelike cranes, with four characters written next to their feet.

Shen Zhizhi opened her eyes and read it out word by word: "Zhu Que, gambling ground, this name sounds rather nice, and it sounds somewhat familiar..."

The next instant, her pupils constricted sharply, and her mind surged like a tidal wave.

She remembered!

Isn't the Vermilion Bird Casino one of Chu Tu's properties?

So, these people ran away so fast when they saw her come in, wasn't it because she scared them?

Instead—

Shen Zhizhi swallowed hard, instantly feeling a cold sweat trickle down her back.

"No, the best of the thirty-six stratagems is to flee; we must escape immediately."

She shivered, quickly got up, and ran towards the door.

Swoosh—

Five or six burly men surrounded her when she had only taken half a step. Looking at the seven-foot-tall, strong man with muscles of bronze and ribs of iron, Shen Zhizhi immediately wilted like a flower.

"Shen Zhizhi, what did you just say? Say it again for me."

A deep voice came through, carrying an extremely dangerous signal.

Shen Zhizhi mechanically turned her head and looked up.

Chu Tu was positioned at the brothel on the second floor, his eyes deep and a cold smile playing on his lips. When he saw her looking over, he raised an eyebrow at her slightly, his smile tinged with indifference.

Looking down, those slender fingers nimbly played with the bone whistle, leisurely and carefree.

That whistle just now must have come from the bone whistle in his hand.

Chu Tu's well-defined knuckles caressed the whistle's body, slowly increasing the pressure, and he said with a smirk, "You said you wanted to escape?"

She broke out in a cold sweat, staring at him as he tentatively began to sing a tune:

"Is it destined that I will settle down here?"

Chu Tu: "......"

Ya Dan is simply unbearable to look at.

Chu Tu, with a sullen face, walked slowly down to the second floor, his alluring peach blossom eyes looking down at her.

"Haha, Your Highness, a day apart feels like three autumns. I have missed you terribly." Shen Zhizhi lifted her eyelids and chuckled ingratiatingly.

Flattery will always prevail; it's an age-old law.

"Ha, weren't you extremely arrogant that day? Why are you acting all docile today?"

Shen Zhizhi's fawning manner drew disdain from Chu Tu, after all, her expression was exactly the same as that of the old eunuchs in the palace.

Despite being branded as an "old eunuch," Shen Zhizhi still wore a fawning smile, rubbing her hands together like a fly.

"Oh dear, Your Highness, I must bring up what happened that night. I tossed and turned all night after returning home, unable to sleep, and I am truly filled with remorse and heartache over this matter!"

"Is that so?" Chu Tu tossed the bone whistle up and caught it firmly, playing with it repeatedly and having a great time.

Shen Zhizhi nodded hastily, "Of course."

"In my opinion, it must be because without my elder brother today, Miss Shen has lost her backbone and dares not be arrogant anymore, right?"

Exposed mercilessly by Chu Tu, Shen Zhizhi's eyes instantly narrowed, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she could only use an awkward laugh to cover up her resentment.

Cut! You bastard!

"What? You're not convinced?" Chu Tu leaned down, his peach blossom eyes, filled with a fierce aura, fixed on her.

While she was still pondering, the question jolted her awake, and she met his murderous gaze.

Caught off guard, Shen Zhizhi was so frightened that she almost fell backward and collapsed to the ground. She hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no! What are you saying, Your Highness? How could I dare?"

"Ah."

Chu Tu sneered, and seeing her angry but not daring to speak out, he finally felt a little better.

"Haha, Your Highness, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to take care of, so perhaps..." Shen Zhizhi smiled stiffly, her face contorting for a moment.

She concealed the anger burning in her eyes, and a sweet smile spread across her delicate face, making it hard to refuse her request.

But unfortunately, Chu Tu is not human!

He glanced at her briefly, then lifted his robes and sat down on the sandalwood chair, ignoring her pleas.

Shen Zhizhi: "..."

Her life is so miserable.

Chu Tu rested his chin on his hand, carefully examining the bone whistle in his hand. A slight smile played on his lips as he spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Miss Shen, have you ever heard of a bone whistle?"

When singled out for questioning, Shen Zhizhi shuddered and nodded with surprise in her eyes.

He replied, "I've heard of it."

Bone whistles are mostly made from deer limb bones. When blown, they produce a sound like a deer's call, which is used to attract deer herds. They were created to make it easier for hunters to kill deer.

But why is he asking this?

Before she could finish thinking, Chu Tu got up and walked over, lifting her chin with his well-defined fingers and scrutinizing her closely.

"Miss Shen is quick-witted and eloquent. I wonder if the bone whistle you made would sound even more beautiful when blown?"

Shen Zhizhi froze, and if her chin hadn't been pinched, she probably would have fallen to the ground.

Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! This pervert isn't planning to use her bones to make that stupid whistle, is he?

Chu Tu gazed at her expression, which displayed a hundred different emotions, and subtly curved the corners of his lips into a smile.

Ah, how dare they humiliate him like that that day, today they will surely take their revenge.

"Haha, the Third Prince always likes to joke around."

Shen Zhizhi stared at him speechlessly.

She secretly rolled her eyes.

She made up her mind that if she were lucky enough to go back, she would definitely write a fan fiction.

She wanted Chu Tu and Shen Qinshou to be head over heels in love, but when they were about to get married, she accidentally discovered that they were siblings.

This melodramatic farce would quell her anger and allow her to get revenge even more than killing them both.

Shen Zhizhi subtly curled her lips into a smile, but quickly suppressed it.

Thinking of the purpose of her trip, she leaned closer with a playful smile, blinking her bright, star-like eyes, "Third Prince, I heard that tomorrow is your birthday, right?"

Chu Tu's eyes were filled with dark emotions, like surging waves.

How did she know his birthday? Could it be that A-Shou told her?

Seeing that his thoughts were drifting away, Shen Zhizhi reached out and tugged at his sleeve, trying to bring him back to his senses. "Hehe, Third Prince, it's so boring to celebrate your birthday alone. Doesn't Your Highness need someone to keep you company?"

Chu Tu paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes.

He naturally hoped someone would accompany him, but Ah Shou had never been with him on his birthday, not even for a meal.

He then looked up at Shen Zhizhi and said, "Heh, tell me, who will I be looking for to accompany me?"

Shen Zhizhi had been waiting for him to ask that question!

She kept winking and pointing at Chu Tu as he looked at her, her hands constantly pointing at herself, her almond-shaped eyes filled with anticipation as she gazed at him.

It's her! It's her! Of course it's her!

"..."

Chu Tu quietly observed her, then suddenly his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and exclaimed:

"Okay! Let's do it that way!"

Shen Zhizhi's eyes curved into a smile, her lips almost reaching her ears. Just as she was about to reply, she heard the person in front of her speak in a calm tone.

"Tomorrow night, persuade A-Shou to come and celebrate my birthday with me."

Shen Zhizhi: "..."

A million grass mud horses galloped through my mind.