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

Lord Sikong calmly transmitted a secret message to Emperor Beizun.

Di Beizun narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, giving Lord Sikong a cold and indifferent glance. Lord Sikong shrugged, guessing that he probably wouldn't respond.

However, to her surprise, Di Beizun rarely answered her question, saying, "It's different from what you see."

Lord Sikong raised an eyebrow and smiled with interest, "So what kind do you like?"

Emperor Beizun did not answer, but instead gave Lord Sikong a cold look.

"Arrogant and aloof? Tender and affectionate? Playful and pretty? Or alluring and charming?"

Lord Sikong teased, ignoring her genuine curiosity about what kind of woman a man like Di Beizun would like. She'd heard that such men usually preferred mischievous and cute young girls, which clearly wasn't her type...

There was no response from Di Beizun for a long time, while the battle in the Imperial Study below had reached a fever pitch. The demonic sounds kept invading her ears, making even someone as shameless as Lord Sikong feel a little embarrassed. She turned her head and squinted at the cold-faced Di Beizun, only to find that he seemed to be looking at her more openly and calmly than she was, without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

He's truly a master!

Lord Sikong stared at him for a while before noticing his gaze suddenly deepen. He raised an eyebrow in confusion and followed his gaze—

Sure enough, upon closer inspection, one could spot the black jade pendant, half of which was slightly concealed by clothing.

"Found it! Sure enough, that old guy was carrying it with him!"

Sikong Jin was secretly displeased. The Emperor of Dayong hadn't returned the jade pendant to her immediately, clearly indicating that he had ulterior motives. He probably guessed that the original owner of the item was Emperor Beizun.

I just don't know what this jade pendant is.

"How do we get in? It seems like the security down there is pretty tight. They'll definitely spot us as soon as we show up." Sikong Jin's expression darkened slightly. She turned her gaze to the guards patrolling ahead and lowered her voice, saying, "Go down and distract those guards, then I'll find a chance to sneak in."

"Why didn't you go down and distract the guards?"

Di Beizun was unimpressed and cast a mocking glance at him.

"Your lightness skill is good, but it's not as unpredictable as mine, is it? Besides, my ability to adapt to changing circumstances is unique... Hey, don't look at me like that... Hmm? Why is this little beast here too?"

Before Lord Sikong could react, a black arc flashed past and landed on Di Beizun's shoulder in an instant. His deep purple eyes gleamed with a cunning and eerie light. He twisted his body with a smug look, showing off to Lord Sikong—see, when it matters, you still have to rely on this little sable!

Lord Sikong rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"Go down and distract the guards, Little Marten, seize the opportunity."

Emperor Beizun uttered these words, then his black shadow flashed and he vanished in the blink of an eye, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.

Lord Sikong blinked subconsciously, reaching out to catch a fallen leaf that was being stirred up by the fluctuations of true energy. His gaze instantly turned sinister and sharp. He pulled up his face mask and glanced at Lord Diao. "Little thing, if you mess things up, I'll really kill you! Humph!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she lightly touched the ground with her toes, her slender body leaped into the air, and disappeared into the distance like lightning.

Sikong Jin swiftly and lightly darted down the corridor, so fast that it was as if light and shadow had flashed by, and it was too fast to catch in the blink of an eye.

Turning a corner, about fifty meters from the Imperial Study, Sikong Jin casually picked up a lantern from the corridor, opened the tightly closed window beside him, and threw it into the curtain without even looking inside.

Just as Sikong Jin was about to turn and leave, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from around the corner ahead. Startled, a thought flashed through Sikong Jin's mind, and she quickly leaped up, floating behind her and darting towards the beam above.

'Dangdang!'

The footsteps grew closer, and soon two figures appeared around the corner.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a man and a woman.

The man was tall and robust with well-defined features. His face was slightly gloomy, and his brows were filled with anxiety. Beside him was a woman dressed in light armor. The woman was exquisitely beautiful and had an elegant demeanor. She was dressed in official robes and looked heroic. However, if you looked closely, you could vaguely see that the woman's abdomen was slightly protruding, and she was obviously pregnant!

In the dim light, Sikong Jin watched the two people hurrying towards her. When she saw the woman's face clearly, her calm eyes turned cold and sinister in an instant.

Of course she recognized this woman!

The Eighth Princess of the Dynasty, Xing Zidie, is Liu Zhang's woman!

He was also one of the culprits who orchestrated Sikong Jin's death, and Sikong Qi's tragic demise was also...

Walking beside Xing Zidie was Liu Haibo, the supervisor of the General Affairs Department. The Liu family had caused Sikong Jin a lot of trouble over the issue of arms exchange.

"Your Highness, I originally thought that with Sikong Qi dead, this marriage would be off. I never expected that old bastard Xing Qitian would actually agree to fulfill the marriage contract. I really don't know if he's lost his mind!"

Liu Haibo complained indignantly.

"We underestimated Kouzaki Ten, that old fox!"

"Now that King Ming has come up with this matter, it is probably exactly what he wanted."

Sikong Jin gripped the short sword hidden in her sleeve, her face ashen, and a sharp, hateful glint flashed in her icy gaze. That gaze was enough to make the surrounding temperature drop suddenly. In a daze, it seemed as if countless sharp, cold swords suddenly spun in the air, and a terrifying killing intent pressed straight in.

Xing Zidie stopped in her tracks abruptly and looked up sharply—

A sudden and shocking change occurred!

A sharp, cold glint flashed before their eyes. The crimson sword light flickered eerily and alluringly, and the sharp sword light pressed forward. The movement was so fast that there was no time to see the figure. The cold sword pierced through like lightning.

Terrifying speed!

I've never seen anything like it in my life!

Xing Zidie's body couldn't even react instinctively. She stared wide-eyed at the approaching cold light. Liu Haibo trembled in shock and stiffly took a few steps back, bumping into Xing Zidie. Xing Zidie staggered and her body swayed to the side.

'Shuh! '

The sword light flashed suddenly, abruptly changing direction. In the instant the black storm raged, the cold sword tip had already pierced Liu Haibo's neck. Following the momentum of the sword, a stream of blood spurted out, and a long "I" character was clearly visible across Liu Haibo's throat, severing his carotid artery!

Liu Haibo's eyes widened as a sense of emptiness washed over him, as if something was rapidly draining from his body. In the blink of an eye, his wide pupils dilated...