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Li Yunrui took a deep breath, thinking about the purpose of her trip and the huge threat that Fan Xian's imminent return to the capital would bring. She closed her eyes and suppressed the unease and pride in her heart.

She slowly walked to the soft couch and obediently sat down.

She sat very close, close enough that Li Chengze could clearly smell the subtle fragrance of orchids and ambergris emanating from her, and close enough that she could feel the warm, youthful aura emanating from him.

Seeing his usually aloof and arrogant aunt now sitting obediently beside him, a hint of amusement flashed in Li Chengze's eyes.

"Good girl."

Li Chengze chuckled and uttered those two words.

These two words seemed to possess a magical power, causing Li Yunrui's body to stiffen slightly.

Before Li Yunrui could react, Li Chengze had already reached out and picked up a strand of her soft, black hair that had fallen over her shoulder, gently playing with it between his fingertips.

His movements were very gentle, as if he were caressing a precious work of art, but his eyes revealed a calm and composed demeanor that indicated he was in complete control.

"Aunt, why did you come to see your nephew so discreetly today, risking exposure?" Li Chengze asked, feigning curiosity, the strands of hair on his fingers shimmering faintly as he twirled them.

Li Yunrui resisted the urge to pull her hair back; she knew now was not the time to dwell on such things.

She turned her head, staring intently into Li Chengze's eyes, lowering her voice, her tone filled with undisguised murderous intent:

"Fan Xian is coming back, with Yan Bingyun."

"Yes, I heard it from Father Emperor during the morning court session," Li Chengze replied casually, his fingers still playing with her hair.

"So? What does Auntie want to do?"

"Kill him!"

A crazed glint flashed in Li Yunrui's eyes as he grabbed Li Chengze's wrist. "Kill him before he returns to the capital!"

Li Chengze exerted a little force and broke free from her grasp.

He placed the strand of hair back on her shoulder, then picked up a cup of cool tea from the small table next to him and took a small sip.

"no."

Li Chengze put down his teacup, his voice calm.

Li Yunrui's eyes widened suddenly, but she didn't hysterically confront Li Chengze. She took a deep breath and calmed herself down: "Chengze, tell your aunt, what are your true thoughts about Fan Xian? Fan Xian isn't just a threat to me, he is to you too. I don't understand why, despite being able to use the power of the Luo Wang organization to cause such a huge disturbance, you haven't taken action to eliminate Fan Xian, instead allowing him to grow stronger step by step?"

"Aunt, you're wrong about one thing. Fan Xian has never posed a threat to me, and I have my reasons for not taking action against him. As for you, Aunt, could you please behave yourself?"

Li Chengze gently placed his head on Li Yunrui's shoulder and whispered.

Seeing Li Chengze so close to her again, Li Yunrui's breath hitched. She instinctively wanted to move away, but was surprised to find that she felt no aversion to this inappropriate intimacy.

This discovery made Li Yunrui's heart tighten. Her body, which had always been proud and resistant to being touched by others, seemed to be gradually adapting to the approach of the young man in front of her.

Li Chengze keenly sensed the subtle reactions in Li Yunrui's body.

He leaned against her neck, a triumphant smile playing on his lips. His warm breath brushed against her ear as he whispered seductively, "Be a good girl, Auntie. I'll take care of any trouble you may have."

The promise was low and resolute, like a feather with a hook, gently brushing against Li Yunrui's heart.

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Li Yunrui bit her lip hard, the sharp, slight pain forcing her to let go of the dangerous yet alluring feeling in her heart.

She reached out her slightly trembling hand, pushed away Li Chengze's head that was leaning on her shoulder, and stood up abruptly.

She tried her best to maintain the aloofness of a princess, looked down at Li Chengze, and coldly said, "Since you're unwilling to help, then forget it."

After saying that, she flicked her sleeves, turned around and walked out, but her slightly disordered steps betrayed her inner panic.

Watching Li Yunrui's hurried departure, Li Chengze's smile deepened.

He casually picked up a fruit from the small table next to him, popped it into his mouth, and bit into it, the juice spilling out, his eyes gleaming like a hunter's.

……

The carriage traveled smoothly along the cobblestone streets of Kyoto.

Inside the carriage, Li Yunrui had her eyes closed, her chest rising and falling slightly.

She clenched the handkerchief in her hand tightly, trying to drive away the image of Li Chengze's face, which was filled with evil and controlling intent, from her mind.

The phrase "Auntie, be good" echoed in her ears like a spell, making her feel an unprecedented sense of shame and annoyance, yet also mixed with a strange thrill that she herself dared not delve into.

After a moment, Li Yunrui slowly opened his eyes and coldly gave instructions to his trusted coachman outside the carriage.

"Go to the South City, to 'Fengyajian'."

"Yes"

The carriage stopped at the entrance of a quiet alley in the southern part of the city.

Li Yunrui donned a large black cloak, completely concealing her stunningly beautiful face under the shadow of the hood, and quietly entered Fengya Stream with the help of a trusted maid.

The shopkeeper was a thin, shrewd-looking old man. As he was about to greet a customer, Li Yunrui tossed a silver ingot with strange patterns from his sleeve and coldly uttered four words: "Heavenly Net and Earthly Trap".

The shopkeeper's cloudy eyes suddenly sharpened, and the snobbish smile on his face vanished, replaced by an emotionless indifference.

"Please come in, sir/madam."

The shopkeeper turned around and led Li Yunrui through the front hall and into the backyard, finally stopping in front of a dimly lit secret room.

…………

Meanwhile, on the official road hundreds of miles away from Kyoto.

A large delegation was braving the heavy rain, making its way towards Kyoto.

At the very front of the procession, in a large carriage, Fan Xian leaned against the side wall, toying with an exquisite dagger in his hand.

His face was somewhat pale, as the injuries he had sustained in Northern Qi had not yet fully healed.

Opposite him sat a young man with a cold and stern face, as cold as ice—Yan Bingyun.

"We'll be in Kyoto soon." Fan Xian pulled back the curtains, glanced at the torrential rain outside, and said with a complex emotion in his voice, "This rain really came at the worst possible time."

Yan Bingyun closed her eyes and said coldly, "No matter how heavy the rain, it can't wash away the filth of Kyoto. What you brought back is enough to make Kyoto flow with blood. Are you prepared to face the Princess's revenge?"

Fan Xian chuckled lightly and sheathed his dagger. "Bring it on, I'll deal with it. Since I, Fan Xian, dared to make a hole in the sky, I'm not afraid of being crushed to death. But you, Young Master Yan, how do you plan to face Director Chen when you return to the Forensic Academy?"

Yan Bingyun did not answer, but silently gripped the long sword in her hand.

The carriage bumped along the muddy road, drawing ever closer to Kyoto.

Continue the story from above: After leaving Li Chengze's residence, Li Yunrui went to the newly established intelligence point of the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven) and asked them to assassinate Fan Xian.