Transmigrated into a cunning princess, she sets her sights on a celibate royal uncle.

After finishing her meal, the first thing Jiang Xi wanted to do was to change her appearance and go to the city gate to wait for the Beijing Film Academy.

See if Shang Que is near the Beijing Film Academy!

She also forbade Huo Jingxuan from going with her because Huo Jingxuan was too conspicuous.

Even when disguised, they are easily recognized.

So when Huo Jingxuan followed her out the door, he showed great reluctance.

He tugged at her sleeve and said, "Then, Madam, please come back soon!"

Jiang Xi forcefully pulled her sleeve out of his hand and waved for him to go back.

"Alright, alright, two grown men pulling and tugging at each other in front of our house, what will happen if someone sees them!"

Because Jiang Xi was dressed in coarse linen clothes, disguised as a man.

She walked away without looking back, her steps light as the wind, seemingly unable to bear Huo Jingxuan's feigned affection.

Therefore, she did not see the smile on Huo Jingxuan's face slowly fade after she left.

"Come out! You've been keeping watch all night, aren't you tired?"

Huo Jingxuan turned around and went back into the courtyard, speaking to the air.

Silence fell all around. The next second, more than a dozen men in black leaped down from the wall and surrounded Huo Jingxuan.

The leader asked, "So you discovered us a long time ago?"

Huo Jingxuan sneered: "Your tracking skills aren't very good. It's not difficult for us to find you!"

"Nonsense! The Seven Star Hall's tracking skills are the best in the world!" the leader tried to save face.

Huo Jingxuan's thin lips curled slightly: "So you're from the Seven Star Hall!"

The leader realized he had been exposed, stopped talking, and gestured for his men to swarm forward.

With Jiang Xi absent, Huo Jingxuan became even more reckless in killing, each move fatal, each sword aimed at the throat.

In no time, the entire courtyard was filled with corpses.

The leader panicked when he saw that all of his dozen or so brothers had been killed by this man.

Just as he was about to escape back to report the news, he was pulled back to Huo Jingxuan's side by a huge internal force after taking only two steps.

Huo Jingxuan grabbed his shoulder with one hand and held the long sword at his waist to his neck with the other.

"Tell me, who bought my life?"

The leader was terrified. When his superiors assigned him this task, they hadn't told him how skilled this person was.

This suggests two possibilities: either the person who placed the order concealed their true identity.

Either the higher-ups want to make this money and are pushing him out to die!

He stayed at the Seven Star Hall for more than ten years, and he always did his best to serve the hall master.

He dared not, and was unwilling to, believe the latter.

"I'm just a low-ranking assassin in the Seven Star Hall, following orders. How would I know who bought your life..."

"So stupid, you have no reason to live!"

Before he could finish speaking, with a soft splatter, the sword blade had already slit his throat.

A spray of blood mist erupted, its brilliance shining brightly in the warm autumn sun.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xi had already arrived outside Anyang City.

Today's checks are more stringent than yesterday's; everyone entering and leaving the city is subject to inspection.

Jiang Xipai stood at the very end of the line, constantly observing the situation on the prefect's side.

She lets people in whenever they come; basically, you just queue up and she doesn't check anything.

It wasn't until evening that Beiying rode over to inquire about the situation.

Bei Ying came alone as before. After inquiring about the situation and talking with the prefect for a while, he left again.

His expression was quite serious, and he seemed rather unhappy. Han Chuan and Shang Que were still nowhere to be seen beside him.

Jiang Xi returned home hungry and saw smoke rising from the roof of her house.

Pushing open the courtyard gate, a faint smell of blood wafted in the breeze.

But as she frowned, trying to sniff more carefully and figure it out, Huo Jingxuan had already come out of the kitchen with the food.

"Madam is back? Quickly wash your hands and come eat!"

The strong aroma of the dish masked the faint smell of blood, preventing Jiang Mian from investigating further.

In the hall, Huo Jingxuan not only cooked a pot of fragrant rice, but also made a dish of scallion-flavored pork ribs and stir-fried vegetables.

Everything looked delicious and appealed to the eye.

Jiang Xi was amazed and looked up at him; "Did you really make all of this?"

Seeing the surprised and delighted expression on Jiang Xi's face, Huo Jingxuan felt secretly pleased.

"I told you, cooking is something anyone can do, what's so difficult about it?"

Jiang Xi had to admire Huo Jingxuan's truly remarkable learning ability.

If this kind of person were born in the 21st century, they would definitely be a top student!

They can't compare to someone like me who got into university despite being a complete failure.

So she was actually a little afraid of Huo Jingxuan, because she knew she was very likely to lose to him.

Once his memory returns and he realizes he's been tricked, he'll tear me to pieces!

"Why are your hands shaking when you're picking up food? Are you cold?"

As Huo Jingxuan asked the question, he reached out and grasped her right hand, the one holding the chopsticks.

His palm was large and warm, covering hers, the lines of his palm conforming to the skin of the back of her hand.

This made Jiang Xi's already fragile heart skip a beat.

She admitted that she liked Huo Jingxuan, otherwise she wouldn't have kidnapped him to sleep with.

But this affection couldn't overcome her fear of him; she had witnessed his ruthless killing far too many times.

It seems that in his heart, nothing is more important than the dragon throne in the "Taiji Hall".

"not cold……"

Jiang Xi withdrew her hand, unwilling to linger on this false tenderness.

Huo Jingxuan found Jiang Xi's attitude towards him strange, neither warm nor cold.

Isn't she his wife? Is this normal?

Or has her husband lost his allure for her?

So Jiang Xi ate her meal, while Huo Jingxuan looked at her with a resentful expression.

After she had almost finished eating, he tentatively asked, "Madam, how long have we been married?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xi immediately became alert: "Why are you asking this?"

"Nothing much, I just want to know!" Huo Jingxuan said frankly.

Jiang Xi is eighteen years old now. It's inappropriate to say that she's been married for too long, but it's also inappropriate to say that she's been married for a short time.

After hesitating for a moment, he replied, "Two years!"

"Two years? Only two years..." Huo Jingxuan's tone was very disappointed.

She thought to herself, "Are all women so fickle? She's already lost interest after only two years of marriage?"

Jiang Mian felt that Huo Jingxuan was acting very strangely!

Has the effects of the intoxicating drug worn off? But judging from his attentive manner, it doesn't seem like it.

If Huo Jingxuan regained his memories, he would never fawn over her.

I would never speak to her in such a disappointed tone.

At night, Jiang Xi lay in bed, tossing and turning, pondering whether Shang Que had actually accompanied them.

Unexpectedly, a rustling sound came from beside me, and I turned my head to look.

Surprisingly, Huo Jingxuan, who had just taken a bath and was only wearing a white shirt after taking off his outer garment, came to bed.

"what are you doing?"

Jiang Xi looked warily at the man in front of her, whose hair was as black as ink and whose white clothes made him look almost like a demon.

He was incredibly handsome, with deep-set eyes, thin, cherry-like lips, a high nose bridge, strong features, and a tall, slender figure.

"Doesn't Madam know what I'm planning to do?"