Seeing Xue Yuan's cold and serious expression, Xue's mother panicked instantly: "You can't do this! How can a man not settle down and start a family?"

"Anyway, my mother would never approve of the person I want to marry."

Mother Xue's eyes widened: "You still think about that girl! She's someone else's wife now. Did she shamelessly seduce you?"

At this moment, Old Master Xue walked over and said, "Enough! This is utterly absurd! Yuan'er, come with me."

Xue Yuan followed Old Master Xue into the room.

"What happened?"

"Fei Ran and Yong Wang only had a business relationship; they did not consummate their marriage."

Old Master Xue rolled his eyes: "I already knew that. I was asking you, are you a seventh-rank official?"

"Um."

"Good, good, good. It seems that fighting amidst a vast army can indeed break through one's limits."

"Grandpa, tell me, what is Fei Ran's strength?"

Grandpa Xue stroked his beard, made a nine-character gesture with his hand, and patted Xue Yuan's shoulder reassuringly: "You don't need to be discouraged. In the past hundred or thousand years, only these two extraordinary geniuses have appeared in this world."

Xue Yuan's heart sank, knowing that of the two people Old Master Xue had mentioned, the other one was Gu Chiyuan.

"Grandpa, I'm going back to the army."

"...You damn fool, you just got back and you're already leaving? At least spend some time with your family."

"My parents have their own younger brother to take care of them, so I won't join in the fun."

As the eldest son, he was treated strictly from a young age. If he was inferior to others in any way, his father would punish him according to family law. Before he was eight years old, he joined the government guard team as a reserve member of the Wuting Guard and was assigned to protect the Wei family. Later, he met Yao Feiran and became increasingly estranged from his parents.

He certainly didn't resent his parents, but it was difficult to get close to them now. He just wanted to try harder to get closer to Fei Ran.

Grandpa Xue didn't say anything. He knew from his time outside how strict they were with this eldest grandson, even to the point of being demanding. There was nothing he could do about the current situation.

After confirming that Yao Feiran had no connection with the Prince of Yong, Xue Yuan went to the border after receiving his reward.

Yao Feiran accompanied Prince Yong to a royal event. Everyone already knew that the couple's relationship was not good, and the emperor was also pleased.

After the meeting, Prince Yong went to the hunting grounds with the emperor ahead of time, while Yao Feiran took a carriage home alone. Not long after, the carriage was blocked by someone.

It is Wen Yunwan.

Her eyes held a hint of pity: "I'm sorry, I didn't know Gu Chiyuan would let you marry Prince Yong."

Yao Feiran lifted the carriage curtain and leaned back on the pillow. "You can apologize, but shouldn't you offer some compensation? Is it just a verbal apology?"

Wen Yunwan was taken aback, probably not expecting Yao Feiran to answer like that. She didn't know what to say for a moment, and after a long while, she stammered, "I...I didn't bring it."

"Remember to bring it next time. I remember Gu Chiyuan has quite a lot of things at home, like ginseng and lingzhi. If you really want to apologize, bring it over, or are you just here to mock me?"

"I don't."

Wen Yunwan looked at Yao Feiran's expressionless face, her rosy complexion, and her clothes and accessories were not shabby. She did not look like someone who had been living a miserable life after marrying an old man.

"Then don't block my way, I have an appointment with a friend."

Yao Feiran lowered the curtain, and Jiaozi quickly passed Wen Yunwan and went to the Pei family's gate.

Wen Yunwan stood helplessly to one side, recalling how she had acted so recklessly when she was in the Pei family, and how her pity seemed like a joke.

Upon arriving at the Pei family residence, Wei Wanying appeared sorrowful. Yao Feiran noticed the weakened aura above her head and asked without changing her expression, "What happened? You don't seem very happy."

"My husband has been sent to Guzhou, and I will go with him. Yan'er is in school now and will stay in the capital. I will take Qinghe with me."

"The Lonely City is a pretty remote place."

"Yes, it's probably Gu Chiyuan who's started to act. After breaking through to the ninth rank, his father and stepmother passed away. Everyone says he's too ruthless and heartless."

When are you leaving?

"I will leave in seven days."

"Um."

Seven days later, several carriages left the city and traveled about ten kilometers before being suddenly surrounded by a group of men in black.

The guard leader, Liu Mao, shouted, "Martial law! There are assassins!"

The man in black slashed down from the middle, sending Liu Mao flying more than ten meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He lay on the ground, his face pale and his eyes grave: "Eighth Rank..."

They're doomed.

A fifth-rank official being sent to a post outside the capital would have a bodyguard of no higher rank than fourth-rank, and he was only a sixth-rank official because of Minister Pei's influence.

"Lord Pei, you must leave quickly!"

He roared with his last ounce of strength, and the next second, a splatter of blood appeared on his face. He was stunned for a moment.

The man in black was killed on the spot, and the murderer was a woman.

Yao Feiran killed everyone and walked up to Wei Wanying. Seeing that Yao Feiran was wearing a mask, Wei Wanying whispered, "Feiran, thank you."

"Once we reach the next city, you can rest there. With Liu Mao protecting you along the way, you should be fine."

"Okay, Fei Ran, you be careful too."

When news of Pei Zhixian's assassination reached the emperor's ears, he slammed his fist on the table and exclaimed, "What is Gu Chiyuan trying to do? He has openly sent someone to assassinate a high-ranking official of the court. This is outrageous!"

Bai Zheng lowered his head and waited for the emperor to vent his anger for a while before speaking: "Your Majesty, that woman should also be a ninth-rank official."

The emperor narrowed his eyes. Gu Chiyuan was, after all, his cousin. His master was also a royal retainer. Yao Feiran, on the other hand, was a woman of commoner origin who had become self-taught and had actually reached the ninth rank.

If Gu Chiyuan hadn't intervened, he probably would still be in the dark. Prince Yong was also puzzled; did he not notice Yao Feiran's unusual behavior?

Back at the Yong Prince's residence, the Yong Prince gloated, "The Emperor probably already knows that you have reached the ninth rank. An uncontrollable high-ranking martial artist will either surrender or be killed. In addition, considering your grudge with Gu Chiyuan, the Emperor will eventually choose to kill you, this unstable factor."

"I know, I know."

Wei Wanying has already left the capital. She entrusted her affairs to Xue Yuan, so there's nothing to worry about.

Yao Feiran left the capital that very night, taking all of Yong Wang's money with her.

The Prince of Yong was shocked. Losing his money was a small matter, but the hidden enemies on his body had not yet been dealt with, so he only had one month to live.

At this moment, Song Mei rushed over and gave him a note.

"For the sake of your wealth, the hidden tricks on you have been lifted."

The Prince of Yong's expression shifted unpredictably. After a long while, he plopped down on the floor.

"It's all over, my retirement savings, my cultivation resources..."

When the story reached its most painful point, King Yong shed tears and finally burst into loud sobs.

Rumors circulated in the capital that Princess Yong had left the city, and Prince Yong, missing her terribly, cried all night.

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