The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Although he lost a Minister of Personnel, he gained many more friends to gossip with!

He still had that same smiling, portly appearance, but his colleagues inexplicably felt a chill.

That smiling tiger is definitely plotting something again.

I wonder which unlucky guy got targeted. Best of luck...

Zheng Xun touched his chin.

My aunt was a rare talent, and it's truly regrettable that she was ruined by a villain.

I should let my aunt know about this, but I'm not very close to her. Will she believe me if I tell her?

These imperial physicians couldn't detect the "good dream," and I couldn't prove that my aunt had been poisoned. However, the head of the Imperial Medical Academy had a daughter who was traveling abroad and could cure her, but unfortunately, her ambitions lay elsewhere in the palace.

The emperor immediately ordered Li Xiaojun to begin searching for the person.

His sister was his biological sister, and they had a deep bond; he would never allow anything to happen to her.

[Moreover, that shameless bastard Chang Xiu is always putting on an act. The way he looks at his aunt is more affectionate than a dog in heat. Who would believe he's actually a poisonous husband!]

[He even cultivated an image of aloofness, and was treated as an honored guest by countless scholars.]

I wonder if they'll feel unlucky after they find out Chang Xiu's true identity.

[This Chang Xiu is really an eyesore, I want to kill him.]

Everyone: !!!

Why do you always think about killing people? Please be gentle, okay?

Leave it to us!

Jianyang: Although you praised me as a rare military talent, you can't steal my life. Only by taking revenge myself can I quell the hatred in my heart!

[It's a pity we can't use a knife. If he were alive, we might be able to interrogate a few accomplices, but they wouldn't believe us anyway. We'll have to hold off for now and look for evidence first.]

【So troublesome, so incredibly troublesome】

emperor:……

I believe you! Well then, tell me!

He'd never been in such a rush before, but he couldn't ask, he couldn't write, and he couldn't even hint at it...

I'm so anxious!

At this moment, the scene follows Chang Xiu as he leaves the princess's residence. He waves a folding fan and arrives at a small courtyard two streets away from the princess's residence.

In the courtyard lived a middle-aged man who could not speak. He worked as a carpenter and was not surprised to see Chang Xiu. He bowed and continued with his work.

Who would have thought that this ordinary little courtyard would turn out to be a hidden paradise?

Chang Xiu operated the machine with practiced ease, and a hidden space appeared. Hidden beneath the small courtyard was a secret cell.

The first dark cell held a handsome young man. He was covered in wounds, his legs and arms were weak and powerless, and he was too weak to move. There was some excrement under him, and you could almost smell the stench through the screen.

Upon seeing Chang Xiu, his mouth contorted into a wide grin, but his tongue had been cut off, leaving him only able to make soft, hissing sounds.

Chang Xiu took a step back and covered his nose in disgust: "Even the mute servant didn't come to clean up. It's disgusting."

"This face is so beautiful, just like your sister's, but you're so dirty..."

After he finished speaking, he laughed a few times and looked at the cell next door.

The other cell was dark and empty, but it had an extra soft bed compared to the one next door. After looking closely, Zheng Xun noticed a woman squatting in the corner.

Chang Xiu slowly lit all the oil lamps. The figures in the corner seemed startled by the light and buried their heads even deeper.

He walked into the cell, knelt down in front of the woman, and gently asked, "Aman, do you also think your brother is dirty?"

The woman sat quietly, without responding to him.

Chang Xiu grabbed her hair and forced her to raise her head: "Aman is always uncooperative, fine, I'll find a way to make you listen."

“It’s not dirty!” Aman almost screamed.

Chang Xiu didn't care about her answer; she was simply enjoying the pleasure of the girl submitting to her.

He looked at the boy in the next cell: "The bond between brother and sister is so beautiful and great. I hope your relationship will never change."

He picked up Aman, placed her on the bed, and slowly removed her clothes.

Zheng Xun snapped the light screen shut.

【Repair regularly!】

Aman and Afeng were siblings who lived a simple but happy life, but then they met this beast, Chang Xiu.

Chang Xiu was a man of great pride, and he was proud of his identity as a man. How could he be willing to become a subservient figure to a woman? But as an undercover agent and as the prince consort, he had to suppress his restless heart.

He had once coveted noble ladies and had also set his sights on Zheng Jiao, but he knew he couldn't touch these people.

[Until he met Ah Feng and Ah Man, a brother and sister who were all alone and powerless, easy to manipulate, those evil thoughts finally erupted.]

He imprisoned them, but he didn't kill Ah Feng because he wanted Ah Man to willingly submit to his humiliation; he wanted to watch her suffer in agonizing obedience.

Aman wanted to die, but she couldn't. She tried to resist, and Chang Xiu crippled Afeng's legs. She tried to kill Chang Xiu, and Chang Xiu crippled Afeng's other hands. She tried to commit suicide, and Chang Xiu cut out Afeng's tongue.

She dared not do it again, she never dared to do it again, she didn't want to live, she was afraid to die.

She could only submit to his whims, being humiliated and tortured in front of her brother. Her body was covered in wounds, and her brother, drugged, didn't even have the strength to turn his head. He could only close his eyes, but he could clearly hear his sister's cries.

The more they suffered, the happier Chang Xiu became.

Zheng Xun's expression was somber. After saying these words, his inner thoughts never resurfaced.

Jianyang felt somewhat dazed, his throat itched, and his stomach churned: "Ugh—"

Zheng Jiao gritted his teeth, suppressing his murderous intent.

How dare Chang Xiu! How dare he!

The atmosphere in the main hall was oppressive. Some people were absent-minded, while others looked bewildered. At that moment, you could hear a pin drop.

It's impossible to hold a meeting now.

The court assembly, like yesterday's palace banquet, ended hastily.

Jianyang, without even having the imperial physician examine his pulse, hurriedly left the main hall.

The emperor frowned and summoned two bodyguards: "Follow Jianyang."

"Father! Your son wishes to leave the palace!" Zheng Jiao stopped the emperor who was about to leave.

"Nonsense!" the emperor snapped. "Stay put and let Jianyang and I handle this."

He was a man of his word, and Zheng Jiao was so angry that she spun around like a donkey several times, but her resistance was futile.

Seeing this, Zheng Jin silently swallowed back the words, "I want to go too."

"Where is Zheng Xun?" the Second Prince suddenly asked.

The Third Prince scratched his head: "Maybe they went back?"

They had just imagined Chang Xiu's death a thousand times, their heads were buzzing, and they weren't paying attention to anything else.

The Crown Prince comforted him, saying, "He probably ran away in anger. Anyway, he's in the palace, so there's no need to worry."

However, neither the Zheng Xun of the past nor the Zheng Xun of the present understands them.

Zheng Xun had already left the palace by this time.

She was once the head of the post-apocalyptic survival base, and even though she has changed bodies and her abilities have been reduced to their original level, she is still a force to be reckoned with.

There were some skilled fighters in the palace, but they wouldn't focus their attention on Zheng Xun, an "ordinary person," so her departure from the palace was relatively easy.