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

"Look down on you? Then prove your abilities to them. Haven't you always admired the spirit of the warrior?" Di Beizun's deep voice was full of sarcasm.

"I've made up my mind to be a refined and civilized person. The spirit of the warrior will always remain in my heart." Sikong Jin chuckled dryly, not expecting this guy to still remember those things. "If the Emperor of Dayong finds out that you did this, you'll probably never be able to leave the Dayong Imperial City. Someone doesn't seem to care. The Emperor of Dayong's strength is far more than that. If your Great Zhou gives up such a good opportunity, you'll be attacked from both sides when you go to war with Tiansheng in the future."

Sikong Jin sighed and took another sip of wine.

Di Beizun remained silent, but his unfathomable eyes stared coldly at Sikong Jin.

“Drink up, why aren’t you drinking? I got this from Tuoba Yu, it’s Tian Sheng Pear Blossom Wine, it tastes pretty good!” Sikong Jin pointed to the still full wine glass in front of Di Beizun.

"You went to see Tuoba Yu?"

"He insisted that I come to his palace for a visit. His chess skills are really terrible, and he's so stingy, only betting two thousand taels per game. I couldn't bear to play with him. Your Highness, why don't we play a game of chess together, betting five thousand taels per game..."

Di Beizun did not answer, but lowered his eyes slightly and ignored Sikong Jin.

Sikong Jin shrugged, bored. "Fine, if you don't want to come, you don't have to."

He rested his chin on his hand, glanced at Di Beizun, and suddenly smiled slightly. He was about to pick up the wine jar beside him to pour himself some wine when his fingertips touched a smooth, soft mass. He instinctively looked down and realized—

A small, jet-black ferret was perched on the table beside her. A wine jar lay overturned, and fragrant wine slowly spilled out, wetting the table and filling the air with its aroma. The ferret licked the spilled wine with its pink tongue, looking quite content.

"It's you again! How dare you steal my wine!"

Sikong Jin's face darkened instantly. Without thinking, she grabbed one of Diaoye's paws and lifted him up with a 'whoosh'.

The sable shrugged twice, its purple eyes already gleaming with a slightly hazy light, indicating a hint of drunkenness.

How much did that wretched little thing steal and drink?

Sikong Jin grabbed the overturned wine jar with one hand; it was almost empty...

When exactly did this little thing arrive?

Sikong Jin's expression shifted between light and dark, for she hadn't forgotten how many times this little thing had tricked her before! It had stolen quite a few of her treasured pills.

The sable struggled several times, its sharp fangs gleaming even more menacing in the dim light. It lunged forward, about to bite Sikong Jin's hand, but Sikong Jin was quick enough. With a flick of her wrist, the sable was sent flying in an arc. A few howls were heard, and the sable reacted just as quickly, leaping into Di Beizun's arms with a whoosh. Its purple eyes, tinged with anger, glared coldly at Sikong Jin.

"Your Highness, this little beast is far too willful; it should be disciplined more strictly!"

Sikong Jin narrowed her eyes and glanced at Diao Ye with disdain.

'Ahhh!'

Lord Mink roared indignantly, his eyes filled with accusation—

You're the one who always provokes me, and I've already been quite lenient by not killing you! You don't know what's good for you!

Di Beizun then raised his head and glanced at her, saying calmly, "I don't think someone as magnanimous as you would hold a grudge against a pet beast. Where is Yuepo? When are you going to return it to me?"

"What Moon Soul?"

Sikong Jin looked around, then looked up at the bright moon in the night sky. Suddenly, she began to recite a poem with great poetic sentiment. "Your Highness, the moon is so beautiful tonight. Let me recite a poem for you. Ahem, listen carefully—'When will the moon be clear and bright? With a cup of wine in hand, I ask the blue sky. I wonder what year it is tonight in the celestial palace? I long to ride the wind and return, but I fear the jade towers and crystal palaces are too cold at such heights. I dance with my shadow, how can it compare to being in the human world…' Hmm? Why aren't you reacting? Don't you think my poem is very poetic and elegant? Don't look at me like that…"

A deep, unfathomable look had crept onto Di Beizun's cold and beautiful face. His seemingly calm eyes betrayed a dangerous aura that Sikong Jin could sense.

"What's wrong with you? Do you think my outfit looks great today? Does it make you look more handsome and dashing?"

Sikong Jin chuckled a few times, then pretended to tug at his robes before slowly standing up.

'Whoosh! '

In that split second, Sikong Jin didn't have time to think and abruptly turned to run away. However, she had only taken one step when a powerful suction force swept over her. Before she could even react, she was engulfed by the overwhelming black vortex that swept in from behind.

Sikong Jin was greatly surprised by such profound internal strength!

Just how high has this man's martial arts skill reached?

Without time to think too much, she quickly gathered her inner strength in her palm, leaned back rapidly, and struck the black cloud that was attacking from above with a powerful palm strike.

'Bah! '

The two powerful energies collided violently, and the aftershocks instantly turned the nearby table into fragments.

"Oh dear, Emperor Beizun, can we not resort to violence? We can sit down and discuss things properly. It's just a sword, it's not like we're not going to return it. You're so nervous, but if I don't want to hand it over, it's no use."

With a single strike, Sikong Jin's figure drifted in the opposite direction, steadying herself a good distance away.

Di Beizun merely leaped up slightly and instantly landed back in the distance. His noble and aloof demeanor, along with his cold and alluring beauty, was like a blooming red spider lily on the other side of hell under the flickering dim light, breathtakingly beautiful.

"Sikong Jin, those who dared to provoke my people have all gone to hell."

"Don't say that, making yourself sound so vicious. You're so beautiful, and you look like a very cultured person. Someone as charismatic as me always keeps my word. I said I'd lend it to you for a few days, and I'll definitely return it to you after a few days. It's just a broken sword, it's not like it's a token of love for your Crown Princess, why are you in such a hurry?"

As Sikong Jin spoke, she looked around to see which direction would be easier to escape from.

"Give it back to me? If you have nothing to hide, why did you try to run away the moment I mentioned Moon Soul?"

"Oh dear, I'm innocent! I just wanted to go to Dongqing's place. The moon is so bright tonight, and it's a rare treat to have a drink with His Highness the Crown Prince. I'll drink until the wee hours of the morning if I don't stay until dawn! You're such a petty man, suspecting me like this over a sword. I even brought some good wine to thank you tonight."