After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

Shen Shuang's eyes were filled with certainty.

This beautiful Miao woman's thoughts were written all over her face, just like when she arrived.

Her mind was pure and clear, like a snow lotus standing atop a snow-capped mountain, untouched by worldly troubles.

After arriving at the Princess's residence, His Highness treated her extremely well, unwilling to let her suffer any injustice, and never letting her experience the dangers of the court.

He simply shielded her from the wind and rain, and protected her from the snow.

"Your attempts to provoke me are useless. I can leave here, but that would make me a heartless person."

"A-Ning is my person, I can't not save her."

"I will definitely rescue her."

Jiawan spoke with certainty, showing no fear of the court whatsoever, appearing completely calm and composed.

Drink the tea thoroughly.

Shen Shuang wiped her tea-stained fingers with a handkerchief and smiled faintly.

"Miss Ashui, now that things have come to this, I must do what His Highness instructed me to do."

"Even if you don't want to leave, I will arrange for you to leave."

"The capital city is no longer safe. Returning to your Miao homeland is the best choice for you."

The fingers were quickly wiped clean.

Shen Shuang put the handkerchief away, stood up, and walked to Jia Wan.

To put it bluntly.

"His Highness kept you here because of the martial law in the capital. If you left the city, His Majesty's guards would disembowel you and cut off your head."

"But with my father's men around, you will be safe leaving the city."

"The Prince of Rui's men will escort you to his fiefdom, along the small paths there, back to Miao territory."

"Until the dust settles, Miss Ashui, you must not return to the capital."

Upon hearing Shen Shuang mention Prince Rui, Jia Wan could roughly guess what Zhao Huining's scheme was.

To drag the emperor off the throne, she couldn't rely on her own strength; she had to "use someone else's knife to kill him."

Moreover, this knife cannot be dull.

It needs to be sharp enough.

It's impressive enough.

The combination of Prince Rui, a foreigner with a rich fiefdom, and General Shen, who was about to "surrender" and held military power, was enough to make the emperor feel like an ant on a hot pan.

Prince Rui, who was determined to sit on the throne, naturally didn't care about the court officials' claims that his accession was illegitimate. He only knew that today either he or the emperor would die.

The emperor's subtle move to strip him of his fiefdom made the already impatient Prince Rui feel as if he had swallowed a rotten egg, wishing he could take a knife and kill him.

I'd rather fight for my pride than for a steamed bun.

He was able to sit on the high throne simply because he was the empress's legitimate son and his younger brother, who was inferior to him in both literature and martial arts, leaving him to guard the land and defend against the invasion of nomadic tribes.

I've done so much.

Even if they didn't achieve great things, they certainly put in a lot of hard work!

Who knew that his emperor brother still coveted his small territory and was constantly thinking of ways to torment him.

Since his younger brother is so unrighteous and unjust, then don't blame him for raising an army in rebellion.

One will be a million bones.

If he succeeds, he will be the emperor.

They are both sons of the emperor, so why is it that his younger brother can sit on the throne while he cannot?

Prince Rui's impetuous nature makes him extremely easy to provoke. With Princess Zhao Huining using herself as bait, Prince Rui will surely take the bait.

However, the larger the game, the smaller the chance of winning, but the rewards are enough to make people envious and tempted.

Zhao Huining has been summoned to the palace for three days and has not returned. The emperor must have noticed something fishy and is secretly putting pressure on her.

The emperor's next step will likely be to confiscate the Princess's residence.

That's why Shen Shuang met her at this time, offered to take her away, and even discussed her escape route with Prince Rui.

All of this was prepared in advance by her husband while he was holding her as she slept.

Jiawan didn't know what to say. She knew that A-Ning did all this because she wanted what was best for her and didn't want her to get hurt.

Plan everything for her.

But has A-Ning really considered whether she needs these things?

"I'm not leaving."

"No matter what you say today, or who you bring up, I won't go with you."

"Since you refuse to come with me to rescue Aning, then I'll go by myself."

"You have your Han Chinese methods, and I have mine."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Shuang's hand, hidden behind her dress, moved slightly, and a flying needle came from outside the door.

Having learned her lesson the hard way, Jiawan was well-prepared and dodged the flying needles by tilting her head.

A cold gaze.

He reached out and took the flying needle.

"Miss Shen, your method is far too insidious."

"It's your business to obey His Highness's orders, but you shouldn't have stopped me from saving His Highness."

Holding the flying needle between two fingers, Jia Wan disdained to play with it. She strode towards Shen Shuang, trying to dissuade him from taking her away.

When their eyes met, Shen Shuang saw the determination in Jia Wan's eyes and had no choice but to back down. Her voice was gentle, and she stopped insisting on her own opinion.

"Miss Ah Shui, since you insist on going to save His Highness, I can't stop you, so I have no choice but to agree."

"I was very rude just now."

Unexpectedly, Shen Shuang relented, and Jia Wan lowered her guard, throwing the silver needles back to Shen Shuang.

Le said, "You are His Highness's helper and confidant. I never wanted to compete with you for anything. Since you agreed to come with me to rescue His Highness, then we are friends."

As Jia Wan turned around, intending to tidy her clothes, Shen Shuang chopped at her with a hand chop.

Unlike the young masters and ladies of the capital who never practiced martial arts, she came from a family of military generals and had been practicing swordsmanship since childhood.

He has a very strong grip.

Caught off guard, Jia Wan fainted instantly. Her legs went limp in Shen Shuang's arms, where Shen Shuang held her tightly.

Looking at Jia Wan's face, Shen Shuang lowered her eyes and could only say "I'm sorry" in a low voice.

They then took the person away.

...

The Imperial Palace.

The hall was silent, with only wisps of incense rising. Even the most calming incense could not soothe Zhao Huining's mind.

She looked at the emperor as he slowly walked towards her, a smile on her face.

"Your Majesty, you've kept me in this palace for so long, isn't it time to let me go back?"

"Outsiders would think that His Majesty and I were discussing some important matter."

The emperor dismissed the eunuchs who were following him, and the door was left ajar. The last ray of light disappeared in the center of the hall, and he sneered.

"Sister, you've hidden that Miao man away from everyone. Could it be that you're harboring some inappropriate thoughts?"

"Does Your Majesty think you can hide this from me?"

Upon hearing the emperor mention Jiawan immediately upon his arrival, Zhao Huining's fingers tightened slightly, though her expression remained unchanged.

"She's just an insignificant Miao woman, one of the few Miao girls who have been kind to me in Miao territory. I was just intrigued by her; why does Your Majesty ask such a question?"

The emperor naturally didn't believe Zhao Huining's explanation. After all, they had grown up together since childhood, and he wasn't stupid.

I don't understand why my elder sister values ​​that Miao woman so much.

My elder sister is deeply in love.

No wonder she hasn't chosen a husband for so many years.

It seems there really is a problem with the feng shui of the imperial tombs; someone might have tampered with it.

"Oh, I see."

"Then, Your Majesty, don't blame me for capturing that Miao woman and throwing her into the Taoist priest's alchemy furnace to refine her into longevity pills."

Despite the emperor's disdainful gaze, Zhao Huining remained unmoved.

The emperor continued, "My dear sister, why do you have to fall for a woman of all people?"

"Chi You's blood is gone just like that, tsk tsk, a bit of a pity... How about I find another Miao person and have them reproduce the next generation, so that they can become my blood slaves for generations to come."

"Like giving birth to piglets, hahahahahaha!"

"Elder sister, what do you say?"

As the emperor had hoped, he saw Zhao Huining's expression gradually turn cold as she could no longer maintain her facade.

Immediately afterwards, the inkstone on the table flew over and smashed hard on the emperor's forehead.

Bright red blood mixed with ink dripped onto the bright yellow dragon robe. Zhao Huining stood up and grabbed the emperor by the neck.

She spoke sharply, her eyes filled with boundless hatred: "Zhao Yuan, how dare you?"

"Try touching her."

"I'll take your life."