Demoting my wife to a concubine? After being reborn, I turned around and married into the imperial f

Chu Wanrou's eyes widened suddenly.

That voice belonged to the Third Prince, Nangong You.

Is he plotting something against me?

He covered Chu Wanrou's lips with his, and his large hands held her waist tightly.

Gu Changfeng's study was directly opposite the side room, no more than ten meters away.

She shook her head violently, but Nangong You behind her seemed to have taken a liking to it, and his movements became increasingly flamboyant and unrestrained.

"Shh! Rou'er doesn't want Changfeng to find out either, does she?"

Nangong You's soft, feminine voice inexplicably made her tremble all over.

If Chu Xunzhen has hooked up with the Ninth Prince, then she'll hook up with the Third Prince.

Then we'll see whose luck is stronger.

After figuring it out, she opened her lips and licked Nangong You's palm.

Nangong You understood and immediately pressed her down on the couch.

"Your Highness, Brother Changfeng has treated me extremely well. I cannot let him down. Please, go down now, okay?"

As the delicate beauty shed tears, Nangong You enjoyed the thrill of secretly taking another man's wife even more.

"No good. Tonight, you belong to me."

Meanwhile, in the study, Gu Changfeng sighed and opened Chu Xunzhen's painting scroll.

Looking at the woman in the painting, he felt increasingly nostalgic.

Why is this happening?

Rou'er grew up in the capital, but she was like a spoiled little girl who didn't understand anything. She couldn't handle any family affairs and needed her nanny's help.

In his past life, Chu Xunzhen had done so well that he never had any worries.

Looking at the surrounding furnishings, he sometimes felt as if he had returned to his past life.

Over here, Gu Changfeng looked at Chu Xunzhen on the table and inexplicably wanted to do something. He put his hand into his underwear, but the next moment, a sharp pain came from there.

"hiss!"

The pain brought him fully awake.

Bang!

He slammed his right hand heavily on the table.

"Chu Xunzhen, you deserve to die! How could you be so heartless? How could you treat me like this?"

Gu Changfeng felt a pang of pain in his heart.

The person who was closest to him in his past life has become the executioner who harmed his younger brother in this life. This disparity drives him almost insane.

"Call Chen Lianxin here."

Gu Changfeng said to the servant waiting outside.

The servant nodded and said, "Yes."

A short while later, Chen Lianxin was led into the side room.

"You're not a disciple of the Heavenly Sect? Heal me, quickly!"

Waves of pain washed over him, and Gu Changfeng felt like he was going crazy.

Chu Xunzhen, she's perfectly fine, daring to treat him like this.

Since she's heartless, don't blame him for being ungrateful!

Chen Lianxin took Gu Changfeng's pulse, her gaze falling on him, and said, "You've been poisoned by Gu. You have Gu worms on your body."

Gu Changfeng was both stunned and furious. He remembered what the Third Prince had said: that Granny Hua was a master of Gu poison, and that Chu Xunzhen could control such a master. His anger grew even more intense.

If it were in a past life, and she was willing to lend him such power, why would he need to climb up cautiously and tread on thin ice?

"Is it possible to remove the curse?"

Chen Lianxin suppressed her nausea and glanced at Gu Xiaodi, saying, "It is possible, but you will need long-term medicinal baths and acupuncture."

"Then go and prepare."

"Yes."

Chen Lianxin walked out of the side room, her gaze wandering.

She had planned everything meticulously, so why did fate play such a cruel joke on her? It turned out that Gu Changfeng had taken her body.

Now that she has lost her innocence, how can she marry her cousin?

The next morning, in a side room of the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

Chu Xunzhen looked at Nangong Yue, who was tied to the bed, and smiled.

"Serves you right for bullying me in the hot spring. Now you know you were wrong, right?"

Poking at his chest, Chu Xunzhen curled his lips into a smug smile.

Nangong Yue, her clothes half-open, had her hands tied to the two corners of the bed with hemp rope.

At that moment, he looked like a helpless little wretch.

"Sister, please spare me!"

Tears streamed down her face, and Nangong Yue's voice was both soothing and alluring.

Chu Xunzhen leaned down, opened his mouth and gently bit down, causing Nangong Yue's face to blush.

"I need to go to Tianzong. Why don't you have Anshun or Ankang rescue you?"

Chu Xunzhen smiled, changed her clothes, and went straight out of the room.

Looking at Chu Xunzhen's retreating figure, Nangong Yue felt a deep sense of resentment.

"Sister, are you just going to leave like this? You didn't even untie me?" Nangong Yue's voice was soft, like a pitiful little thing, as she accused Chu Xunzhen.

Chu Xunzhen turned her head and suddenly smiled: "I'm punishing you. Who told you to go too far last night?"

Upon reaching the gate of the mansion, Chu Xunzhen suddenly looked at Chunxi and said, "Let's go back. I'll go to Tianzong alone."

Chunxi shook her head violently and said, "No, Your Highness. If there is any danger, I can inform you. If you go alone and encounter danger, there will be no one to take care of you."

Chu Xunzhen said solemnly, "You stay here. If I don't return within two hours, inform the Prince. That Heavenly Sect is no ordinary place. If it comes to a battle, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you."

Chunxi understood and decided to stay at the Prince's residence.

Chu Xunzhen boarded the carriage, and in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they had already arrived in the suburbs.

As she arrived at the Tianzong's encampment, two men suddenly blocked her way.

Chu Xunzhen took a look and realized that these two were actually acquaintances.

They turned out to be the twins who guarded the entrance to the Treasure Pavilion.

"Greetings, Ninth Prince's Consort."

The twin brother looked at Chu Xunzhen, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.

Today, Chu Xunzhen wore a deep purple embroidered long dress, looking both dignified and radiant.

Chu Xun was somewhat surprised.

What are these two doing here? Aren't they supposed to be guarding the Treasure Pavilion?

"Your Highness, I am Qin Cheng, and this is my younger brother, Qin Le."

"Are you also from the Heavenly Sect?"

The twins were delighted to hear this.

"We are from the Treasure Pavilion, and also from the Heavenly Sect. The Treasure Pavilion raised us brothers, and later we joined the Heavenly Sect."

Chu Xunzhen nodded: "I see."

"Princess, please come with me. Qin Le, go and inform the sect leader."

"Yes."

Qin Le hurriedly went to report.

Last time, when she and Nangong Yue came to Tianzong to seek justice for Nangong Xingyuan, they only stayed on the outskirts and did not enter the Tianzong grounds.

This time, she came in, intending to take a good look at the scenery.

A small bridge spans a flowing stream, the air is filled with the fragrance of herbs, a gentle breeze rustles the willows, and the water ripples with light—it's like a sacred place.

The disciples of the Heavenly Sect specialize in healing the sick and wounded, and are dedicated to refining antidotes for the Gu Sect, making them mortal enemies.

In the main hall of the Heavenly Sect's reception area.

Chu Xunzhen was seated, sipping fine tea, and waiting for the Heavenly Sect Master.

Qin Cheng left.

Only Chu Xunzhen remained in the entire hall.

Suddenly, a fragrant aroma wafted over.

Chu Xunzhen felt a moment of disorientation, as if he had stepped into a paradise.

Suddenly, the mother Gu inside his body trembled.

Chu Xunzhen regained full consciousness.

"I've long heard that the Heavenly Sect is a righteous force, but seeing it today, I find it's nothing special. This princess is a guest of the Heavenly Sect, yet I've been subjected to illusionary magic. Such disrespect for the royal family—is this the way of the Heavenly Sect?"

Suddenly, the sect leader of the Heavenly Sect, dressed in white, walked in from outside. He was still wearing the same white mask, with black feathers inserted across it, making him look both mysterious and noble.

His gaze was cold and aloof, and his white robes were as pure as snow, giving him a sense of desolation and detachment from the world.

"Ninth Princess Consort, this is the fragrance of the Heart-Questioning Flower planted in my Heavenly Sect. It was not an intentional offense, please forgive me."

Chu Xunzhen didn't want to argue with him, so she immediately spoke up: "Earlier, a thief stole my family's black bear cubs from the Prince's mansion. That person sold one of the cubs to the Heavenly Sect. May I ask, Sect Master, is this true?"

Upon hearing this, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sect spoke up: "Could it be that the Princess Consort has come to redeem Little Bear?"

"Not bad. Sect Master, name your price."

The Heavenly Sect Master's gaze fell upon Chu Xunzhen, and he smiled, "Then let's exchange it for one condition, is that acceptable?"

Chu Xunzhen's pupils contracted.

This person doesn't want money, doesn't want her to do anything, only three conditions. That's an overly broad range.

"Sect Master, you don't lack money? This princess wishes to use the money to buy the little bear back."

The Heavenly Sect Master shook his head: "No. I don't need money."

"I can grant you one condition. You cannot kill my husband, Nangong Yue, in any way you have harmed him, you cannot violate the moral standards of the world, and you cannot do anything that is immoral or unjust."

The sect leader of the Heavenly Sect nodded and said, "Of course."

"Okay, I promise."

As soon as Chu Xunzhen finished speaking, the Heavenly Sect Master waved his hand to the outside.

A moment later, a disciple of the Heavenly Sect carried the little black bear into the hall.

The sect leader of Tianzong took out Xuan paper and a brush.

He raised his hand, and it was an extremely arrogant and wild cursive script.

Looking at his handwriting, Chu Xunzhen could imagine just how arrogant this person was.

"Words are no proof; let's put it in writing. Ninth Princess, please sign your name. This will be my proof whenever I need to use this condition in the future."

"Can."

Chu Xunzhen signed his name without any delay.

The sect leader of Tianzong accepted the document and was about to leave when, in the next moment, he twitched his nose and suddenly approached Chu Xunzhen.

Seeing the man's rapid pace, Chu Xunzhen's pupils contracted.

This person's martial arts skills and internal strength are probably no less than An Shun's.

"Why does the Ninth Princess Consort possess the Gu Sect's aura, which is most despised by the people of my Heavenly Sect?"

Chu Xunzhen's expression remained unchanged, and he said nonchalantly, "Perhaps I picked it up on the way here."

Unable to figure it out, the sect leader of Tianzong watched as Chu Xunzhen swaggered away.

Qin Cheng stepped forward and said, "Sect Master, are we just going to let the Ninth Princess leave like this? She has the aura of Gu worms on her."

"She'll be back. Soon."

After the sect leader finished speaking, he turned around.

Chu Xunzhen, holding the little black bear, had just boarded the carriage when she sensed something was wrong.

The world spun before her eyes.

It's the same floral scent as before, but dozens of times stronger.

Startled, the little bear suddenly jumped off the carriage from Chu Xunzhen's arms.

"Little bear, come back!" Chu Xunzhen shouted, got off the carriage, grabbed the little bear, and held its bottom.

But the next moment, her vision blurred and she found herself back in the heart of the Heavenly Sect.

That was a formation.

Someone had set up a teleportation array around her carriage.

The ethereal sound of the zither attracted Chu Xunzhen's attention.

Not far in front of her, the person playing the guqin was none other than the sect leader she had just bid farewell to.

His well-defined hands flew across the guqin, and Chu Xunzhen watched this scene with a furious expression.

"Sect Master of the Heavenly Sect, what do you mean by this? Are you going back on your word and forbidding me from taking the little black bear away?"

As Chu Xunzhen spoke, she hugged the little black bear in her arms even tighter.

Seemingly sensing that Chu Xunzhen was in a bad mood, the little black bear gave a sweet whimper and licked Chu Xunzhen's neck.

The Heavenly Sect Master's hands rested on the guqin, his fingers flying across the strings like a leaping sprite, completely ignoring Chu Xunzhen's words.

Suddenly, Chu Xunzhen felt a piercing pain coming from her palm, and at the same time, a crack automatically appeared in her palm.

Little White crawled out from the palm of my hand.