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

It was already afternoon when Sikong Jin came out of Xingyun Pavilion. She climbed over the wall from the back of Xingyun Pavilion. The grand ceremony in front of her had not yet ended, but for safety's sake, she still climbed over the wall and left.

Beneath the ancient locust tree outside the high walls of Xingyun Pavilion, Lord Sikong patted the dust off his clothes and sighed with heartache, "Damn it, this woman really is asking for an exorbitant price, she's really ripping me off!"

"Fortunately, I don't have to worry about food supplies anymore. Fatty, my heart is as good as yours. I solved such a big problem for you, and you even sold me for three months' worth of food supplies!"

The entire city of Luoyang was still in an uproar. Sikong Jin found a quiet corner and changed out of his cloak. He was now dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, and once again looked like a dashing young gentleman. He strode forward with great pride, heading in the direction of where he lived.

However, to her surprise, when she returned to the inn, her subordinate Asen, who had been waiting for her for a long time, was there with two letters from the imperial city and Hangu City.

"Ah Sen? Didn't I tell you to go back to the capital? Why are you still here?"

Sikong Jin closed the door, turned around, and looked at Asen, who was dressed in a black outfit, with some surprise.

"My lord!" Asen respectfully clasped his hands in greeting, quickly pulled two letters from his sleeve, and presented them to Sikong Jin. He said, "I received letters from Prince Tang and General Ji on the way. They asked me to personally deliver them to you, my lord. They also specifically stated that it was an extremely urgent matter. I dared not delay, so I rushed back overnight."

What could be so urgent?

Sikong Jin frowned, a sense of foreboding creeping into her heart. She reached out and took the letter. The first one was from the capital, written in the handwriting of Prince Tang Jingyao. Upon opening it and glancing at it, Lord Sikong's expression immediately changed, and a burst of fury erupted from his clear eyes.

He took a breath, then quickly opened the letter from Ji Wuge in Hangu City. After glancing at it, his face immediately turned ashen.

"Tang Jingyao, Ji Wuge, you two despicable, shameless, and greedy bastards!"

Lord Sikong couldn't help but grit his teeth and curse.

Seeing this, his subordinate, Asen, was almost startled. He cautiously glanced at the letter in his master's hand. Hmm, it seemed to be the handwriting of Prince Tang Jingyao. It read—

Recently, a memorial has been submitted reporting that some officials are blatantly engaging in side businesses, abusing their power for personal gain, engaging in favoritism, corruption, and bribery, violating the law and committing heinous crimes. I have decided to personally investigate this matter. Several large restaurants and hotels, including the four Hilton hotels in the Imperial City, will be temporarily closed for inspection. Out of consideration for my fellow officials with the Minister of Works, I remind you not to commit illegal acts, lest you bring trouble upon yourself. Furthermore, His Majesty's birthday banquet is approaching; if you don't want to die out there, you'd better find a way to get back home quickly.

Sikong Jin was furious. These two bastards were reaping the benefits without lifting a finger. Not only did they take 5% of the Hilton Hotel's shares for free, but they also frequently brought their cronies to the Hilton for free meals and drinks. Now, as soon as they heard that Hilton was going to develop a one-stop service, they wanted to make exorbitant demands. Meanwhile, she had been working herself to the bone these past few months, investing all her savings, and was now so poor that she didn't even have money for food. How dare they ask for money, especially since they had conspired to ask together!

You guys are something else!

You think you can trick me? No way!

Sikong Jin's gaze darkened. She crumpled the letter to shreds, then walked to her desk, quickly picked up a brush, and scribbled down the following line—

On the eighth day of the first lunar month this year, at Wanchun Tower in Malan City, Tang Jingyao got drunk and kissed the famous courtesan Hongyu.

After writing it down, I put it in an envelope and wrote on the outside—To be given by Tang Jingyao to his beloved Lan Zixi.

In his reply to Ji Wuge, he said, "I still have the underwear you lost in the bet. I'll sell it to Jing Su later."

After packing the two letters, Sikong Jin calmly handed them to Asen, instructing, "These two letters must be delivered to the two of them personally. Ji Wuge should be returning to the capital soon."

Asen accepted the document and bowed respectfully. "Yes! Please rest assured, sir! By the way, sir, General Ji wants you to try to return to the capital next month. Something big may be happening in the court!"

"Make him get me the pass to Hangu City and get back to the capital as soon as possible, if he doesn't want to be found by that woman Jing Su!"

"Yes, sir! I will relay your message verbatim!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark figure flashed by, and a clear sound came from the window before the figure disappeared from the room in an instant.

After Asen left, Sikong Jin's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. "The Imperial City... back to the Imperial City... we can't just go back like this, we have to go back openly and legitimately... we have to think of a way..."

After pondering for a long time, Sikong Jin finally succumbed to sleepiness and went to bed. She still had to find that stunningly handsome man that night. Hilton's supplementary card couldn't fall into someone else's hands no matter what. If it weren't for the main card, she really wouldn't have been able to get it from Xingyun Pavilion today...

Two hours later, the warm sun had already set in the west, and Luoyang City was soon shrouded in a hazy grayness, with faint noises reaching one's ears.

Sikong Jin, who had slept for two hours straight, also woke up groggily. She got out of bed, quickly put on her clothes, went to the table to light a lamp, poured herself a cup of tea that had gone cold, and gulped it down. As she looked out the window, intending to check the sky, she was suddenly stunned when her gaze swept across the windowsill.

Black hair, purple eyes?

Purple-Eyed Divine Sable!

Sikong Jin stared wide-eyed at the little beast perched on the windowsill.

It was leisurely perched on the windowsill, its obsidian-like eyes squinting, its gaze, slightly shimmering with purple light, somewhat eerie and bewitching. It was playing with a small black jade bottle in its palm. Only when it realized that Sikong Jin was watching it did it occasionally look up at Sikong Jin casually.

"Finally found you! You delivered yourself to my door, so don't blame me!"

A cruel and sharp sneer swept across Lady Sikong's delicate face, her eyes flashing with cold light, as if she could already see a pot of mink meat placed in front of her, waiting for her to feast on it!

and many more!

Why does the black jade bottle in the little beast's hand look so familiar?

"Ok?"

Sikong Jin stared at the black jade bottle with some surprise. A sense of foreboding washed over her, and she quickly reached into her sleeve, fumbling for a while…

really!

there is none left!

Sikong Jin's eyes turned cold, and she glared at Diao Ye with a gloomy expression. Diao Ye's purple eyes flashed, and with a 'thud,' he tossed the jade bottle over. It was empty, and his shimmering pupils gave Sikong Jin a mocking look—

Stupid!

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!"

A furious roar suddenly erupted, and a whistling palm strike, like a thunderclap, slashed towards the mandarin duck on the windowsill. With a loud 'boom,' the window was shattered, and the dark figure flashed like lightning, transforming into a black arc in the air as it disappeared into the night.

Want to run?

no way!

Sikong Jin angrily chased after him!