The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, at the foot of the steps in front of the thatched cottage.

"Nanchen, we part ways today and I don't know when we'll meet again. I'm so glad to have made a friend like you!"

Yuan Yun escorted Sikong Jin down the steps, then suddenly stopped, looked at Sikong Jin with some melancholy, and sighed.

Sikong Jin also stopped, adjusted the bundle on her shoulder, and Xu Ran turned around, slightly raising her head to look at Yuan Yun standing on the steps. A simple smile appeared on her face. "No need to look so reluctant to part, right? As long as I, Nan Chen, am alive, I will definitely return to Luoyang City. When that time comes, I will definitely come to Zui Sheng Meng Si to play with you. However, you'll have to eat and drink for free!"

Yuan Yun smiled with her lips pursed. The breeze kept lifting the veil on her face, and her light blue dress swayed in the cool wind, making her look somewhat ethereal and otherworldly, yet also revealing a restrained nobility, which made Sikong Jin slightly lost in thought.

"Since you've come, I certainly won't neglect you."

Sikong Jin nodded slightly, the corners of her mouth curving upwards more broadly. She glanced at the dawning sky and then smiled, "It's no longer safe here. You should leave too! I'll always remember you as a friend. When I return to Luoyang, I'll definitely come to drink with you. Remember to prepare some wine for me—the finest Daughter's Red. But don't wear your veil then! Goodbye, my respected friend!"

As she spoke, Sikong Jin turned around, waved to Yuan Yun with her back to her, and then walked step by step into the hazy rain ahead. Before long, her slender figure was swallowed up by the vast twilight.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of horses' hooves reached her ears, and her clear, melodious laughter, echoing through the woods, gradually faded away with the sound of the hooves...

The woods quickly returned to calm. Staring at the now empty intersection ahead, Yuan Yun remained stunned for a long time.

She never expected that she, who was usually so aloof, would actually find herself enjoying talking to someone like this. Sikong Jin's smile flashed through her mind again. She chuckled softly, gazing in the direction Sikong Jin had gone, and murmured, "We will definitely meet again... I'm looking forward to seeing your reaction, and I'm also looking forward to seeing what surprises or unexpected delights you'll bring me..."

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The gloomy rain that had raged for days finally subsided after a quiet night. The first rays of sunlight shone through the window in the early morning, and a few cheerful birdsongs could be heard outside.

Inside the residence of Prince Xifeng in Tata City.

"Your Highness, the scouts at the front have reported news!"

The strategist, Lord Gore, hurried in with a small note in his hand, startling Xifenglie, who was having breakfast at the table.

Xi Fenglie stopped what he was doing, looked up at Gore who was striding in, frowned, then lowered his head again, picked up a pastry, and was about to put it in his mouth.

Seeing Xi Fenglie's nonchalant attitude, Gore coughed a few times and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, it's news from Sikong Jin!"

As soon as Gore finished speaking, Xifeng Lie threw down his chopsticks, reached out to Gore, and said coldly, "Give it to me!"

The cold voice made Gore tremble, and he quickly handed over the note with both hands.

Xi Fenglie quickly took it, opened it, and took a look!

"Your Highness, scouts have reported finding a large number of hoofprints near the Great Wilderness border. According to the people north of Chongzhou, they did see a group of people dressed in the uniforms of the Dayong army moving around in the northern part of Chongzhou a few days ago. However, according to reports, the number of people was not large, only one or two thousand..."

Gore explained.

Xi Fenglie crumpled the note in his hand, turned to look at Gore, and said coldly, "What do you think? Is it Sikong Jin's troops?"

Gore stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, Sikong Jin is a cunning and treacherous man. It is said that after he quelled the rebellion and famine in the Northwest, he dispersed his army into many small teams to carry out a large-scale sweep against bandits and outlaws in the Northwest region. Therefore, I think this army is very suspicious!"

Xi Fenglie's gaze darkened, and he narrowed his eyes, pondering for a long time before letting out a cold laugh. "Regardless of whether this team is his or not, it at least proves one thing."

"What do you mean, Your Highness?"

“Sikong Jin must still be in the northwest of Dayong. Don’t forget, the Emperor of Dayong sent him to quell the riots and famine on the northwest border of Dayong. Talan City is still occupied by those rioters, and their Chongzhou could be in danger at any time. He can’t possibly abandon things here. Since he wants to play hide-and-seek with us, I don’t mind playing along.”

A glint of keen interest flashed in Xi Fenglie's eyes, and a sneer of extreme arrogance curled at the corner of his mouth. "It's been a long time since I've encountered an opponent like this. Sikong Jin, I never expected that you could still pique my interest!"

"Your Highness, you..."

Gore couldn't help but shudder as he looked at the sinister smirk that appeared on Xi Fenglie's lips.

Xi Fenglie crumpled the note in his hand into powder and casually tossed it aside. "Pass down the order: leave 20,000 men to guard Tata City, and let the army continue to approach the border of Chongzhou. Gore, immediately send out more scouts to find out what's going on with that force active near the Great Wilderness."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

"Furthermore, give those rioters in Talan City another chance to set fire to the city. Don't let them stop. Make Chongzhou chaotic, the more chaotic the better. We must force Sikong Jin to show himself. I must personally eliminate Sikong Jin to quell my hatred! I refuse to believe he can hide forever and never show himself!"

Every time the name Sikong Jin is mentioned, His Highness the Crown Prince gets so angry that he loses his composure. I wonder what kind of sparks will fly if they actually meet in the future!

Who exactly is this Sikong Jin?

After a spring rain, the sky in the northwest was exceptionally clean and clear. Unlike the gloomy and gloomy days before, the dark clouds that had gathered on the horizon had gradually dissipated, revealing a large expanse of azure sky.

The soft glow of the setting sun shone on the northwestern land, reflecting a faint radiance onto the nearly melted snow and ice. The cheerful chirping of birds echoed across the vast sky as they swiftly flew across the heavens. A faint, chilly wind blew across the lush, green grass. The official road leading to Talan City was silent.