The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

The secret passage was dark and damp, filled with a nauseating musty smell.

As the wall flipped, Xiao Yin grabbed a woman who was standing beside him and they hurriedly crawled into the secret passage together.

The air inside the secret passage was extremely stuffy, and Xiao Yin's heartbeat was exceptionally clear in this confined space.

To avoid any potential dangers ahead, he glared fiercely at the woman, his voice cold and sharp: "You, lead the way!"

Before the woman could react, he quickly swapped clothes with her.

The woman was so frightened that her face turned as pale as paper, her body trembled uncontrollably, and her eyes were filled with fear and despair.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but Xiao Yin's fierce gaze forced her to shut up.

Xiao Yin quickly changed into women's clothes. The wide skirt and soft fabric made him feel uncomfortable, but he couldn't care less at the moment.

He gripped the dagger tightly in his hand, pressed it against the woman's waist, and threatened, "You better behave yourself. If you dare to try anything funny, I'll kill you right now!"

The woman was terrified, tears welling in her eyes, but she could only bite her lip and obediently move forward step by step.

The two proceeded cautiously through the secret passage.

After an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived at the entrance to the secret passage.

A hint of wariness flashed in Xiao Yin's eyes. He ordered the woman in a low voice, "Go out and scout ahead to see if there is any danger outside."

The woman's body trembled even more violently. She looked at Xiao Yin with pleading eyes, hoping he would show leniency, but Xiao Yin ignored her and pushed her away forcefully.

Helpless, the woman could only cautiously step out of the cave. After looking around and finding nothing unusual, she nodded tremblingly to Xiao Yin.

Xiao Yin finally breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his women's clothing, and carefully stepped out of the cave, his eyes still filled with vigilance as he looked around at his surroundings...

This cave entrance is near the Cold Palace, and very few people come here.

Even Xiao Ji probably didn't know the exit was here.

Xiao Yin hid in a dark corner, a smug smile on his face, his eyes full of pride: "Xiao Ji, you probably never dreamed that I would have a backup plan."

He turned his head slightly, looked at the palace maid who was terrified, a cruel smile curving his lips, and beckoned her over.

The palace maid trembled uncontrollably, her eyes filled with fear and despair. She knelt on the ground with a thud, pleading in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, please spare me! I know nothing..."

"Come here!" Xiao Yin roared impatiently, suddenly reaching out and grabbing the palace maid.

The palace maid screamed in terror, but before she could react, Xiao Yin's dagger had already plunged into her chest.

Xiao Yin's expression instantly twisted, a ferocious look appearing on his face, his eyes filled with ruthlessness: "Only the dead can't speak. Open your eyes wider in your next life and try to be reborn into a good family. I'm helping you."

His voice was cold and cruel, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

As soon as he finished speaking, he forcefully pulled out the dagger, and blood gushed out from the palace maid's chest like a spring, splashing onto Xiao Yin's face.

The palace maid's eyes were wide open, her mouth agape, but she could no longer make a sound. Without even struggling, she fell straight to the ground, lifeless.

Xiao Yin frowned, wiped the blood off his face with disgust, then turned around and brought over a bundle of firewood, carefully laying it on top of the corpse.

He took out a tinderbox, lit the dry wood, and the flames quickly ignited, crackling and illuminating his sinister face.

"Even if Xiao Ji catches up, he won't be able to tell whether the corpse is real or fake in a short time," he muttered to himself, a satisfied smile on his face.

After finishing all this, Xiao Yin wiped his hands, got up, and ran quickly along the wall of the Cold Palace.

The moonlight shone on him, casting a long shadow.

However, before he had run far, a white figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, blocking his way.

Xiao Yin suddenly stopped in his tracks, startled. He looked closely and his eyes widened in shock: "Su Rongrong, it's you!"

Su Rongrong turned around gracefully, the moonlight shining on her and outlining her beautiful figure.

A faint smile graced her face, a smile as gentle as a spring breeze, seemingly soft yet carrying a hint of something elusive.

"What, are you surprised to see me?" Her voice was clear and melodious, with a hint of teasing, but her eyes clearly hid hatred.

A mix of indescribable feelings welled up in Xiao Yin's heart.

Originally, he intended to use Su Rongrong to lure out Xiao Ji, but now that he had actually seen her, he felt a little reluctant to part with her.

He was currently on the run, but in his panic and confusion, he inexplicably said to Su Rongrong, "Come with me."

His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes held a hint of expectation and longing, as if Su Rongrong was his last glimmer of hope in this desperate situation.

Upon hearing this, Su Rongrong chuckled softly. Her laughter was as clear as a silver bell, yet it sounded incredibly grating to Xiao Yin.

“I didn’t come here to leave with you.” A hint of disgust flashed in her eyes: “Xiao Yin, you should just surrender and stop making futile struggles.”

A fierce rage instantly ignited in Xiao Yin's eyes. His face turned bright red, and his features were distorted with anger.

"You wretch!" he cursed through gritted teeth. "You still have designs on Xiao Ji? Are you trying to use me to gain merit so that Xiao Ji will treat you differently? Let me tell you, just give up on that idea!"

His voice was filled with anger and resentment, and his fists were clenched tightly, as if he wanted to tear Su Rongrong to pieces.

Su Rongrong remained unmoved, maintaining her faint smile with a hint of pity in her eyes.

"Xiao Yin, you've brought this upon yourself," she said softly, a hint of hatred in her voice. "I've never liked you. Every day I spent with you disgusted me. The only person I truly loved was Xiao Ji, only him..."

"Shut up." Xiao Yin approached through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing with malice: "Even if you don't like me, we've slept together for so many years. We have a bond of sharing a bed."

After saying that, he let out a wicked laugh, his eyes full of mockery.