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

That night, the crescent moon covered the ground with a layer of cold, flowing frost.

At the foot of the steps of Hanting, ten miles outside the east gate of Luoyang, stood two men dressed in black night clothes.

A cool breeze swirled up fallen leaves, and a desolate wind howled past. The willow branches beside them suddenly swayed a few times, and a dark shadow swept across the sky in a strange and mysterious way, instantly stopping on the steps in front of the two men in black.

The newcomer was dressed in a dark robe, his entire body hidden under a hooded cloak, making it impossible to see his face clearly. However, he exuded an indescribable aura.

"Your Highness, this subordinate greets you!"

The two knelt down on one knee and respectfully clasped their hands in greeting.

"Flat body."

His tone was indifferent, like the wind.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The two men quickly stood up, and one of the men in black swiftly pulled a letter from his sleeve and bowed to the figure standing under the cold moon, saying, "Your Highness, this is a secret letter from His Majesty."

The man in the black robe took the letter, casually unfolded it, and glanced at it a few times by the moonlight. In an instant, the letter turned into a wisp of powder and drifted away in the wind, leaving no trace.

"Your Highness, your entourage will arrive at the capital of Dayong in seven days. His Majesty hopes that Your Highness can go there as soon as possible. The Third Prince of Tiansheng, Tuoba Yu, and the surrounding vassal states have already headed to the capital of Dayong. They should arrive in five days."

"In addition, the Wing King has led his army to break through the capital of Wutan Kingdom. The King of Wutan Kingdom has surrendered unconditionally with his troops and submitted to our Great Zhou. The Wing King sent his subordinates to ask Your Highness how to deal with this next."

The man in the black robe lowered his eyes indifferently, a faint chill flickering in his calm gaze. His tone was low and calm, yet it was incredibly oppressive: "Those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish. Let him decide what to do."

"Yes! Your Highness!"

The two men in black bowed their heads reverently and responded with admiration.

Yes--

With utmost reverence!

In this vast continent of Fengyun, only the man in the black robe before them could command such submission—his status was as lofty as the moon and the pearl, unattainable.

Behind him stood the proud and upright Great Zhou Dynasty, the celestial empire admired by all the people of the Fengyun Continent.

"Your Highness, we have discovered that the Emperor of Dayong has chosen Princess Xing Fuhua as the bride for this marriage alliance. She is renowned for her beauty and talent, and praised by all for her intelligence. However, according to my investigation, Princess Xing Fuhua is betrothed to Sikong Jin, the grandson of the Sikong family, since birth… After the great victory at Malanpo, the Emperor of Dayong urgently summoned Sikong Jin back to the capital…"

Sikong Jin?

The man in the black robe was slightly taken aback, then a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he remained silent.

After a long while, he finally spoke calmly, "There's no need to interfere in this matter. Just do your own thing."

"Yes! Your Highness!"

As the sound faded, no one was left on the steps in front of the pavilion. A few withered leaves fell, and the pavilion was completely silent. Suddenly, the sound of rustling hooves came from the side. Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see that the man in the black robe had already ridden away, his aloof figure slowly disappearing into the light frost.

……

As dawn broke through the darkness, warm sunlight slanted across the closed windows.

Sikong Jin reached out and pushed open the window, letting in a dazzling ray of warm light. She stretched lazily, then suddenly heard a commotion below. Just as she was about to look down, the door was suddenly kicked open with a 'bang'—

"My lord! My lord! Something terrible has happened! It looks like someone else has died down there!"

Meng Benbo rushed in, followed by Mei Ruhua and Zhu Si. The group looked slightly uneasy, their eyes filled with doubt and trepidation, as they strode towards Sikong Jin.

Sikong Jin raised an eyebrow slightly, calmly sipped her tea, and said, "So what if someone dies? The Fengyun Continent is so vast, how often do people not die?"

"No, sir. What's strange is that this time it was still the masked men in black who died. I remember this is the fourth time. It seems that wherever we go, these dead masked men in black will inexplicably appear."

The chief strategist, Zhu Si, said somewhat uneasily, "I have a feeling that something is not quite right."

"That sounds rather unlucky!"

Lord Sikong pondered for a moment, then shifted his gaze to the window and saw that the alleyway below was filled with soldiers.

"My lord, I think this might not be a coincidence. Last night I seemed to hear some noise outside. These past few days I've had a feeling that someone is following us, but before they can make a move, they are dead the next morning."

Deputy General Mei frowned deeply, pondered for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Yes, I am also completely baffled and find this matter rather unbelievable."

"No way? Who did this? And who would dare to follow us so boldly? Do they want to harm me?" Sikong Jin stared wide-eyed at the group in surprise. "It's over. I haven't even been promoted yet, and they've already set their sights on me!"

"Target?"

The chief strategist Zhu Si was taken aback. He exchanged a glance with his two deputy generals, who were also slightly surprised.

"That's obvious. It must be that the news of the Emperor summoning me back to the capital has leaked out. You don't know how big the group of officers waiting for their posts is right now. Every position is in high demand. They definitely want to get rid of me as soon as possible!"

"Isn't there a vacant military position under General Ji?"

"Where is Prince Tang's legal department?"

Meng Benbo and Zhu Si hurriedly asked.

Sikong Jin lowered her eyes and sighed, "They wrote to me yesterday asking if I needed bodyguards, one tael of silver a month, any position would do, just help them get rid of a few people... Ouch! Deputy General Mei, why did you bump into me... Ah? You even touched me... my pure and flawless skin... Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Your hands are covered in thick calluses, very rough, I don't really like that feeling... Hey, I'm talking to you! You're still touching me? You're still touching me!"

Deputy General Mei pounced on her, grabbed Sikong Jin, and reached into her sleeve with one hand. In an instant, a money pouch appeared in her hand. She dodged and quickly retreated to the door.

"Deputy General Mei, why are you snatching my purse... Deputy General Meng, Lord Zhu, what are you doing? Why are you so close to me?"

"Sir, we've had enough!"

"What are you trying to do... Ah! It's burning me! Are you trying to rebel! You're assaulting your superiors at will, the judiciary will deal with you... Ouch..."

As the crisp sound of ceramic shattering rang out, a scream of agony pierced the sky!