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Meanwhile, in the next room, Night Hawk stood in the corner, his eyes wide open like copper bells.

Suddenly, the Ruyang tea set in Jun Jiuxiao's hand shattered into pieces with a "crack" on the ground.

His heart skipped a beat, realizing something was wrong; his lord was truly enraged this time.

Night Hawk silently worried for Chu Xingyao.

Night Hawk thought to himself, "This audacious young lady of the Chu family is playing with fire."

"Just a few days ago, she was swaggering around giving Jun Jiuxiao a gift, but today she's secretly meeting with her ex-lover Jun Xuanche."

"This move is practically dancing a shaman's dance on Jun Jiuxiao's bottom line."

He glanced sympathetically in the direction where Chu Xingyao was.

At this moment, Chu Xingyao's voice carried a hint of mockery and disdain; her words were sharp as knives, piercing directly at Jun Xuanche's pride.

"Jun Xuanche, what makes you think I like you? Ha...ha...Doesn't the Prince of Yan's mansion have any mirrors?"

Her voice was clear and melodious, like the sound of silver bells, and her dimples were faintly visible on her face, making people intoxicated.

However, her words put Jun Jiuxiao in a great mood next door, and Ye Ying also felt that the temperature around him seemed to have risen a few degrees.

But Jun Xuanche's heart suddenly trembled. He thought to himself, "She is different from before. She used to always listen to me."

His expression shifted rapidly from shock to confusion, then to anger, much like the rapid transitions in a three-act drama.

Chu Xingyao's voice was still melodious, but her words were as cold as ice:

"What do I like about you? Do I like your scumbag nature, your stupidity, or your foul mouth?"

Her voice suddenly rose eight octaves, "I still like your ugliness, I like your age, I like how small everything about you is?"

She smiled dismissively, "I may be beautiful, but I'm not brainless."

Jun Xuanche looked on in disbelief, his pride having suffered an unprecedented blow: "I am small? How dare you say I am small? This is simply outrageous..."

His voice was filled with anger and resentment.

Chu Xingyao covered her mouth and laughed, a sly glint in her eyes: "It was Chu Xinglan who said it. Soon the whole capital will know, Prince Yan... little... hahaha."

Her laughter carried a hint of provocation.

Jun Xuanche's eyebrows furrowed, his eyes widened in anger, and he said in an icy voice:

"Chu Xingyao, I don't care whether you're playing hard to get or trying to get my attention."

He paused, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress his anger.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Have your father petition for an imperial decree to grant you this marriage. Otherwise, I will never speak to you again."

Chu Xingyao scoffed, "One life, one love, can you do that? Or marry into the General's family, can you do that?"

She looked at him defiantly, "You don't meet any of the three conditions set by my father, so why should I ask for an imperial decree to grant us marriage?"

Jun Xuanche was furious: "How can I, a prince, become a live-in son-in-law? You are insulting me."

Chu Xingyao sneered: "Then we are not destined to be together. Don't bother me again, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Jun Xuanche looked incredulous. Chu Xingyao had pursued him for four years, and everyone in the capital knew of her deep affection for him.

She used to listen to him and support him unconditionally. How could she just stop loving him like that?

He stepped forward and tightly grasped Chu Xingyao's wrist.

"Have you thought this through? In the Eastern Jing Kingdom, if I am unwilling to marry you, can you find a man more outstanding than me?"

His voice carried a hint of threat; he knew that Chu Xingyao had never disobeyed him before.

He was willing to let her live after the deed was done, as long as she obeyed him.

Chu Xingyao's hands began to struggle, a glint of determination flashing in her eyes.

"I was blind before, unable to see your true colors. Today I will tell you clearly that even if all the men in the world were dead except for you, I would not choose you."

Her voice carried a hint of domineering anger; how could she have fallen for such a person in her past life?

Jun Xuanche continued, "Chu Xingyao, stop pretending. Everyone in the capital knows how deeply you love me. How about this, I can give you a chance, as long as..."

Chu Xingyao interrupted him with a disdainful smile.

"Are you deaf? I don't care about your opportunity. Do you really think you're so charming that I can't live without you? My standards are very high."

At this moment, Jun Xuanche's voice suddenly rang out, tinged with coldness. He gripped Chu Xingyao's wrist tightly, his eyes threatening:

"Chu Xingyao, don't go too far. You're playing with fire. Don't end up burning yourself to ashes, and then no one will be able to help you." His voice carried a hint of warning.

Chu Xingyao, however, was not afraid at all. Her eyes held a hint of provocation: "Playing with fire? No, I'm playing with you."

Jun Xuanche's anger was like gunpowder that had been ignited; his teeth were clenched so tightly that they were grinding together, and the rage in his heart was about to burst out of his chest.

Chu Xingyao's voice rang out again, tinged with disdain and a cold laugh. Her gaze was as sharp as a sword, piercing straight into Jun Xuanche's heart.

"You, the dignified Prince of Yan, are so petty and easily agitated over such a trivial matter. Wouldn't people laugh at you if word got out?"

Jun Xuanche's face turned pale and then red as he tried to suppress his anger, but he still couldn't quell the soaring resentment.

He knew that if he lost control at this moment, he would only give others more ammunition against him and make Chu Xingyao despise him even more.

However, Chu Xingyao seemed unwilling to give up so easily; she pressed on relentlessly, her words becoming increasingly sharp:

Do you know why I suddenly changed my attitude towards you? It's because I finally saw your true colors.

"You're nothing but a despicable man who had an affair before marriage, used women to climb the social ladder, and looks down on women. How could you possibly deserve my sincere heart, Chu Xingyao?"

Jun Xuanche was furious when his cloak of shame was ripped off.

Since that's the case, he can't be blamed. Everyone in Kyoto knows that Chu Xingyao is infatuated with Jun Xuanche. Even if they've already slept together, no one will criticize him.

Thinking of this, he grabbed Chu Xingyao's hand and pressed her against the wall. Her stunningly beautiful face, so close to his, made his Adam's apple bob, and he was about to kiss her.

At the critical moment, Jun Xuanche suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

This force caused him to involuntarily loosen his grip on Chu Xingyao's hand, and his gaze abruptly turned to the source of that force.

Chu Xingyao raised an eyebrow slightly. She smelled the familiar scent of ambergris, the unique aroma of Jun Jiuxiao.

She looked at him, and in the backlight, Jun Jiuxiao's figure was like a god descending from the sky, making people dare not look directly at him.

Jun Jiuxiao possessed a cold and powerful aura, and his noble demeanor made him seem unapproachable. His eyes revealed an undeniable majesty that made people hesitant to approach him.

His appearance somewhat lessened Jun Xuanche's anger.

A sense of unease welled up in Jun Xuanche's heart. He knew that his eleventh imperial uncle, Jun Jiuxiao, was not the kind of person who would easily interfere in other people's affairs unless it involved his own interests.

Jun Xuanche's gaze swept back and forth between Jun Jiuxiao and Chu Xingyao, like a curious cat observing two giant balls of yarn, trying to find clues between them.