My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

A few days later, in Chang'an, at the Prince of Qin's residence.

The afternoon sun, with a touch of lazy warmth, filtered through the branches of the century-old banyan tree in the courtyard, casting dappled light and shadow on the bluestone slabs.

A gentle breeze carries the faint fragrance of osmanthus blossoms.

This should have been a wonderful time for cultivating immortality, a time for relaxation and meditation.

But at this moment, a strong smell of gunpowder permeated the backyard of the Prince of Qin's mansion.

Li Chen, dressed in a loose white robe, slumped unceremoniously in the armchair in the center of the courtyard.

He squinted slightly.

Like a salted fish that has lost its dreams, it comfortably enjoys this rare tranquility.

Beside him stood a beautiful and gentle young woman in a green dress, none other than Qin Wan'er.

Qin Wan'er held a white jade plate in her hand, which was filled with crystal-clear purple grapes that had just been chilled with well water.

She reached out her slender hand, carefully peeled off the grape skin, and then gently brought the juicy flesh to Li Chen's lips.

"Yes, the grapes that Wan'er peels are sweet."

Li Chen closed his eyes, chewing on the juicy fruit while letting out a satisfied sigh.

"If Your Highness likes it, Wan'er will peel it for you every day from now on."

Qin Wan'er's eyebrows curved into crescents, and her voice was so gentle it could melt water.

She picked up a small silk fan from the side and gently fanned Li Chen to cool him down.

This scene is utterly corrupt to the extreme.

"Snapped!"

Just as this peaceful moment arrived, a crisp snap of fingers shattered the tranquility of the courtyard.

Followed by.

A fragrant breeze, carrying a hint of anger, suddenly swept in.

Dressed in a light blue outfit and with a long sword hanging at her waist, Jiang Liyue strode angrily from the corridor like a little female leopard with its fur standing on end.

She looked at Li Chen, who was lying in the armchair, being waited on hand and foot, and a fire instantly ignited in her beautiful eyes.

"Wan'er!"

Jiang Liyue strode forward, grabbed Qin Wan'er's wrist, and snatched the white jade plate from her hand.

"Oh dear, Sister Liyue..." Qin Wan'er was startled and at a loss for what to do.

Jiang Liyue glared at Li Chen with annoyance, then turned and took Qin Wan'er's hand, beginning to lecture her earnestly.

"Wan'er, don't always spoil him like this!"

Jiang Liyue pointed at Li Chen on the armchair, looking at him with a disappointed expression.

"Look at the state he's in now!"

"He is clearly a highly skilled cultivator, but he acts like a paralyzed old mortal all day long."

"Does he not have hands or feet? He needs you to peel grapes for him and feed them to him yourself."

Jiang Liyue placed the white jade plate heavily on the stone table beside her, making a muffled "bang".

"Don't wait on him like this anymore! Let him do things for himself and be self-sufficient!"

Li Chen, whose food had been taken away, finally opened his eyes reluctantly.

He looked at Jiang Liyue, who stood with her hands on her hips and a face full of righteous indignation, and sighed helplessly.

"I'm talking about Liyue."

Li Chen sat up straight and stretched.

"That's unreasonable of you. Wan'er is my only personal maid."

Li Chen pointed to Qin Wan'er, whose face was flushed.

"Besides, look, Wan'er has no objections. This is a pure friendship between us. Why are you causing trouble?"

"Pooh!"

Upon hearing Li Chen's sophistry, Jiang Liyue spat out a curse.

A hint of disdain appeared on her aloof and stunningly beautiful face.

"What pure affection? I think you're just a complete lecher!"

Jiang Liyue crossed her arms and looked down at him.

"Relying on his cultivation level, he acts arrogantly and domineeringly in the mansion every day."

"Look at the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect, aren't they all up at the crack of dawn, diligently cultivating? And look at you!"

"lecher?"

Upon hearing this address, Li Chen's eyebrows immediately rose.

"Jiang Liyue, you should speak from your conscience. How did I become a lecher?"

Li Chen stood up, patted the wrinkles on his long robe, and approached Jiang Liyue step by step.

"In that dilapidated underground cave, who risked everything to stand in front of you and protect you as you escaped?"

"In the Demon Emperor's world, who was it that descended like a god to save you and Sister Qingxue?"

Li Chen took a step forward with each sentence he spoke.

"I've saved you so many times, and I haven't even asked you to repay me with anything. I'm just lying at home eating a couple of grapes, and you still call me a lecher?"

Li Chen leaned closer, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Aren't you being a bit too nosy?"

Looking at Li Chen's handsome face, which was so close to hers and had a slightly roguish air about it, Jiang Liyue's breath hitched slightly.

She subconsciously took half a step back, a barely perceptible blush rising on her fair cheeks.

But she refused to back down verbally.

"You...you shouldn't try to use past events to your advantage!"

Jiang Liyue bit her glistening lower lip and glared back defiantly.

"One thing at a time! You saved me before, but that doesn't excuse your current idle, philandering, and lecherous nature!"

The two of them started arguing back and forth in the courtyard.

Qin Wan'er stood aside, watching the two who seemed like a pair of bickering lovers. Instead of being afraid, she covered her mouth and secretly laughed.

Just as Li Chen and Jiang Liyue were arguing fiercely, and it seemed like they were about to draw their swords and fight in the courtyard.

"Hey, who made our Liyue so angry in broad daylight?"

A dignified and elegant voice, carrying a touch of authority and boundless love, suddenly came from the courtyard gate.

I heard this sound.

Li Chen felt a chill run down his spine.

Jiang Liyue's reaction was truly exceptional in the cultivation world!

"Whoosh!"

Just a second ago, Jiang Liyue was standing with her hands on her hips, glaring at him like a tigress.

The moment he heard that voice, the anger on his face vanished without a trace, as if frozen in place by a magical spell.

Instead.

She looked like a pitiful little white rabbit, her eyes red and swollen from a terrible injustice.

Her beautiful eyes instantly filled with glistening tears.

Her small mouth was slightly pursed, and her shoulders were twitching in response.

That's how fast they change their tune.

Not to mention Li Chen, even Qin Wan'er, who was watching the show from the sidelines, was dumbfounded.

"Mother..."

Jiang Liyue turned around and, like a fledgling returning to its nest, rushed directly into the arms of Empress Zhangsun, who had just entered the courtyard.

"You've finally arrived! If you hadn't come, Liyue would have been bullied to death..."

That voice was delicate and sweet, with a hint of sob and a touch of grievance.

Upon hearing this, Li Chen immediately shuddered.

Empress Zhangsun, dressed in simple everyday clothes, entered the Prince of Qin's residence surrounded by several palace maids.

When she saw Jiang Liyue's tearful appearance, her heart ached so much it felt like it was about to break.