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

Feng Yang's words had been spoken for a long time, but Di Beizun did not react. He remained in the same posture, gazing calmly at the sunlight pouring down in front of him. He took a deep breath, then had to take another, and whispered, "Your Highness, Lord Sikong's injuries are serious. After months of running and fleeing, she must have been harboring resentment. Being spoken to like that by Your Highness has probably made her unhappy. Her anger has had nowhere to go, and now she feels wronged and can't bear it, so she acted somewhat willfully and out of control... She has never acted like this before, Your Highness doesn't need to take it to heart."

Di Beizun slowly withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Feng Yang, his handsome face slightly darkened, and after a long silence, he calmly replied, "I never expected her to act this way. She is the first person who has dared to treat me like this."

Feng Yang lowered his head, pondering for a moment. He knew that His Highness probably harbored some special and inexplicable feelings towards Lord Sikong. After thinking for a while, he said, "Your Highness, Lord Sikong... disguises herself as a man and endures things that others cannot bear. She must be under a lot of pressure, which is why she is often more vulnerable. Just now... I... I was worried that she might... might have cried..."

Upon hearing this, Di Beizun's hand holding the teacup paused, the cup abruptly stopping at his lips. His deep, ocean-like gaze shifted to Feng Yang's face, his indifferent lips twitching as if he wanted to say something. However, after a long while, he finally held back and remained silent.

I lowered my head and took a sip of tea, watching the bamboo swaying in the cool breeze.

"Your Highness..."

Seeing that Di Beizun remained silent, Feng Yang called out softly again.

"Don't tell anyone about this."

After a long while, Di Beizun finally couldn't help but say this, his tone filled with a sense of helplessness and weariness, which sounded somewhat melancholy to Feng Yang.

this matter?

Feng Yang was stunned for a moment before he realized what Di Beizun was referring to. He nodded and replied, "With Lord Sikong's personality, even men might not have her courage and boldness. Moreover, she is very generous. If it weren't for that... I really wouldn't believe that all of this is true."

Di Beizun nodded slightly and said coldly, "You may pretend you know nothing about this."

Feng Yang naturally understood the implications, and dared not say anything more. "Yes, Your Highness! I understand!"

"You may leave."

Di Beizun flicked his sleeve, a hint of annoyance suddenly appearing on his face.

"Yes, Your Highness! But Lady Sikong, she..."

Upon hearing these words, Di Beizun fell silent again. After a long silence, he finally sighed in frustration, "Cook the medicine and send it to her. Prepare some light meals as well."

"Yes! I'll go prepare right away!"

As if granted a pardon, Feng Yang turned and quickly left...

That night, a bright moon hung high in the silent sky, its clear, soft light spreading across the ground like silver. The night breeze coming in from the window was refreshing and comfortable, and a faint, sweet fragrance permeated the air.

There were no lights in the room. Sikong Jin was still sitting on the bed, her head slightly raised, her calm gaze fixed on the moonlight streaming in from the sky through the window. The food and medicine on the table beside her, which Feng Yang had heated up for the fourth time, were still untouched and without a trace of heat, presumably having cooled down completely.

'Whoosh—'

A faint sound of wind reached her ears, and outside, the bamboo forest rustled and crackled. In a daze, Sikong Jin seemed to be able to see a few withered bamboo leaves sneaking into the room on the night breeze.

She didn't know how long she had been sitting like that, so long that her limbs felt numb and the pain almost overwhelmed her reason. She took a deep breath, thinking that she would sit for a while longer and leave once she regained her strength. However, she had only moved her body slightly when her keen ears suddenly twitched and she faintly heard a howling sound.

She was startled, and suddenly turned her head subconsciously, looking towards the window in the direction of the sound. Sure enough, two faint purple lights came into her view. By the light of the moon, she saw that it was a small black ferret!

Who else could it be but that incredibly proud purple-eyed divine sable?

Sikong Jin frowned slightly, vaguely recalling the thrilling scenes from last night. These guys had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, catching the assassins from the Immortal Sound Pavilion completely off guard!

Perhaps realizing that Sikong Jin was staring at him, the sable, who was perched on the windowsill, twisted his plump body, blinked his mysterious purple eyes at Sikong Jin a few times, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then walked towards Sikong Jin step by step.

Quietly approaching Sikong Jin, she squatted down at Sikong Jin's feet, raising her purple eyes to stare at Sikong Jin. This time, she seemed different from before, when she always wished she could destroy the other.

As if he could also understand Sikong Jin's feelings, Diao Ye remained silent for once, staring at Sikong Jin without moving.

Sikong Jin gazed at the sable before her for a long time, then finally reached out with a touch of melancholy and gently stroked its smooth, glossy fur. Her hoarse voice rang out softly, "Little fellow, thank you so much for yesterday!"

Upon hearing this, the little ferret let out a howl, its purple eyes gleaming with undisguised excitement and smugness. It excitedly waved its paw and pounced towards Sikong Jin.

Sikong Jin faintly smelled a strong medicinal fragrance wafting from her nose. She was startled and looked down at the little sable. In the dim light, she could vaguely see that the little sable was holding a pill in its paw. The pill was emitting a faint fragrance and was being held by the little sable like a treasure.

Energy Condensation Pill!

The scent of the medicine was enough to identify the pill, and Lady Sikong's eyes lit up immediately. She was about to reach out when her overly intense gaze made the sable realize what was happening. It quickly leaped off the bed and jumped onto a stool two zhang away, clutching the pill tightly in its paws. It looked at Sikong Jin with its purple eyes, full of vigilance.

The purple glow appeared even more mysterious and sharp in the darkness.

Sikong Jin took a deep breath, turned to look at Diaoye, thought for a moment, and then a seductive smile appeared on her pale face. Her eyes were clear and friendly as she looked at Diaoye, and her tone was gentle as she said, "Little Diaoye, let me ask you something. Give me the pill in your hand, and I'll find you a beautiful girlfriend. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, the sable's plump body froze, his purple eyes darkened slightly, and he looked at Sikong Jin with a strange expression.