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

"I was worried, so I came to check. I heard that Sikong Jin has already left Luoyang?"

Yuan Yun slowly walked to his side, tilted her head slightly to look at him, and smiled, "I can tell that you seem to be in a bad mood."

A cold glint flashed in Di Beizun's deep eyes. He seemed to want to say something, but he held back and simply said, "I think Feng Yang has already told you. You can wait for me outside Luoyang City. There's no need to come here."

“You know I don’t like waiting,” Yuan Yun replied with a sigh. “I suppose Feng Yang has already relayed his message to you. Aren’t you really planning to go after him and say a few words before you leave? I can tell that she…”

"If you have time to concern yourself with me, you might as well go back and deal with the husband that your father and mother have arranged for you, unless you want me to arrange your marriage as the first thing I do after ascending the throne."

Suddenly, someone became irritated and lost their temper, flicking their sleeve and turning to look at Yuan Yun, their eyes shining like stars in a silent night.

Yuan Yun was stunned, momentarily unable to react. Her beautiful eyes widened as she stared intently at the Crown Prince of Dibei's expression. It took her a while to come back to her senses. "Are you angry? Actually, she came to see me at noon. She said she was probably going to Hangu Pass. Once she leaves, she leaves. There will be many more opportunities to meet in the future. I'm also looking forward to seeing her next time. I wonder what she will be like. But I feel that she is also a very stubborn and strong-willed person. She talks about those helpless things in such a humorous way that makes people want to laugh, but there is always a vague sense of sadness in her.

Thinking of that bright and elegant face, Yuan Yun suddenly smiled, but in an instant, her eyes became calm again. She muttered something in a low voice, and Di Beizun did not deliberately listen to it. He could only vaguely hear Yuan Yun's sigh in the desolate wind. His eyes slowly returned to calm. "She has always been like this."

Yuan Yun's slightly dazed eyes suddenly cleared, and she looked at him with some surprise, "I didn't realize you were so depressed because of her? You don't really want her..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cool breeze swept past, and the Crown Prince of the Northern Empire beside him suddenly turned and walked into the study. The feeling was one of irritation, or perhaps anger, that arose from having one's secrets exposed...

Are we not even allowed to mention it?

Yuan Yun blinked in surprise before removing her veil and following Di Beizun into the house.

"I heard that you have ordered the Wing King to withdraw the large army near the Yuezhi Kingdom back to Guanzhong, intending to recuperate for two years?" Suddenly remembering what Feng Yang had mentioned before, Yuan Yun asked in a low voice.

"It took us many years to conquer the Eastern Continent. Constant warfare may not be beneficial to us. The Great Zhou's treasury will also be empty at times. It would be better to rest for two years and wait for the Eastern Continent to develop better before making the next plan."

Emperor Beizun looked slightly tired as he slowly sat down on the bamboo couch.

"I don't know much about your court affairs, and I don't want to interfere. However, I think it's good to find a moment of respite amidst the chaos and turmoil after so many years of war."

"Your Highness, everything has been packed. Shall we leave the city now?"

Just then, Feng Yang's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Di Beizun then slowly stood up, glanced at Yuan Yun, thought for a moment, and then said, "If Mother asks about Feng Yu and Yue Po, just say they are on you."

After saying this incomprehensibly, he walked outside, leaving Yuan Yun looking astonished.

"What! You even gave her the Phoenix Jade!"

After a while, Yuan Yun chased after him, only to find that Di Beizun had already descended the steps...

As night fell, outside the gates of Luoyang, Steward Feng personally went out of the city to see them off.

The night was beautiful, with a crescent moon hanging over Luoyang, quietly overlooking the land and stirring up a light, drizzling frost.

Beneath the verdant weeping willows beside the official road, Steward Feng handed the bag in his hand to Sikong Jin, "Young Master, inside are the things that have been packed, and I've also brought you your favorite Daughter's Red wine."

Sikong Jin reached out and took it. "Thank you. Okay, you can go back now. If anything important comes up, write to me. I should be back in Malan City in a while."

Manager Feng nodded. "Yes, young master, please rest assured! Things will become turbulent after autumn. Please be careful and take care on your journey."

"Okay, take care, everyone! I'm leaving!"

Sikong Jin finished speaking, hung her bag on the saddle, and nimbly mounted her horse. A series of clear hoofbeats rang out, and when Steward Feng looked up, he could only see the slender figure disappearing into the distance.

However, not long after Sikong Jin left, and just as Steward Feng turned around to return to the city, he suddenly heard the sound of hooves behind him. It sounded like there were more than a dozen riders. He subconsciously turned his head and found a group of people galloping towards him from one side of the city gate.

Leading the group was a man wearing a large black cloak, his face completely hidden beneath it. However, his calm eyes held a glint of unpredictable brilliance, and he exuded an indescribable aura. Riding beside him was a woman dressed in a light blue dress and wearing a veil.

The imposing man swept his gaze across him with an unpredictable look, and the menacing aura he exuded startled Manager Feng, causing him to tremble involuntarily. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. When he cautiously looked up at the man again, the man was staring in the direction where the young master had just left, his eyes momentarily lost in thought. But, in just that instant, his eyes regained their clarity and calm.

After a while, he suddenly looked away, turned his horse around, and rode back in the direction he had just come from.

The woman's voice could be faintly heard in the wind—

"Aren't you going to catch up?"

"No need."

The tone was brief and low.

"Sikong Jin, I will absolutely not let this go so easily, you just wait!"

A voice rang out through gritted teeth, followed by the thunderous sound of horses' hooves, raising clouds of dust. Soon, silence returned to the area outside the city.

……

'Ha Qiu!'

Sikong Jin, who had been hurrying along, suddenly couldn't help but sneeze twice. She raised her hand to rub her nose and couldn't help but curse out loud, "Which bastard cursed me?"

Just as she was about to speed up, a dark mass in the middle of the road ahead caught her attention. In the dim moonlight, the dark mass was faintly emitting a sharp purple glow.

Sikong Jin shuddered, a faint light flashing across her mind. She abruptly pulled on the reins. "Tafeng, stop!"