There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

It's better to give the other party a quick death.

But that familiar, warm feeling overwhelmed her desire for revenge, causing Yan Lingji to suppress her urge to act and instead want to learn more.

"Tianze? He's my enemy."

Hearing the title from Yan Lingji's lips, Jiang Mo felt reassured. He cautiously probed, trying to ascertain the boundaries of information that couldn't be revealed.

"Oh? Then why did you risk your life to save me?"

Yan Lingji seemed a little surprised. She suddenly smiled charmingly, lightly lifting the other person's chin with her fingertips, her voice muffled yet carrying a hint of alluring sensuality:

"Could it be that you want to experience what it means to be both tender and passionate?"

Jiang Mo turned his head away somewhat awkwardly. He was used to Yan Lingji's coquettishness when she was a girl, but he still found it hard to resist her mature and charming seduction now.

The only option was to awkwardly change the subject: "Let's leave here first."

"Also, you can borrow it for now."

As they spoke, Jiang Mo had already taken off his outer garment and handed it to Yan Lingji while still turning his head away.

Yan Lingji should have been extremely disgusted by clothes worn by men.

Burning things on a whim is her current style.

But then, seeing the clothes the other person had just taken off, Yan Lingji pursed her lips and, as if possessed, took them and wrapped them around her delicate body.

He even took a sneaky sniff when Jiang Mo wasn't looking.

It didn't have much of a smell, yet it always made her feel very at ease, which was strange...

Chapter 105 What does it matter to her whether that guy lives or dies?

The return of Ninth Prince Han Fei to the capital caused many in the Han court to sense an impending storm.

Many savvy people knew that something was about to happen.

But no one expected things to happen so quickly. And no one could have imagined that things would turn out so violently.

An elderly man with white hair and beard stopped on the bridge.

He turned his head and gazed at the distant flames soaring into the sky. Having lived most of his life and weathered many storms, this old man was extremely shrewd and would no longer be easily moved by trivial matters.

But at this moment, his weathered old face was filled with astonishment.

"This direction leads to... the Blood-Clad Marquis's residence? That's fast. They probably took action immediately after receiving the information from me."

Tang Qi frowned slightly, the seven-shaped scar on her forehead twisting into a knot.

His trusted disciples, who were guarding him, were a beat too slow to realize what was happening. When they turned around, they couldn't help but clutch their swords.

The flickering firelight cast shadows on uneasy faces in the darkness.

"The show is about to begin..."

Sighing softly, Tang Qi couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile: "I just sent a message to the palace, and then another major incident happened..."

"I'm afraid I'll have to make another trip. Sigh, what a miserable life I have~"

Inside the Purple Orchid Pavilion, the singing and dancing continued as before.

Leaning back on the couch, Han Fei swirled the wine cup in his hand, listening to the gentle voice of the beauty beside him urging him to drink, looking extremely carefree and relaxed.

She looked completely different from the disheveled state she had after falling into the water that day.

This is truly a wonderful place.

I'll find an opportunity to invite Brother Jiang to come here and taste this orchid wine. I just don't know where Brother Jiang is now.

Sigh, Honglian keeps bothering me with questions about his whereabouts, but how would I know?

Otherwise, I would have dragged Brother Jiang to the Imperial Hospital long ago.

With a carefree and irreverent expression on his face, Han Fei laughed and joked with the girls around him, but in his heart he was worried about where Jiang Mo was now.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and immediately sat up from his bed.

"This orchid wine is truly a rare and exquisite brew, but it feels a bit lacking in elegance when used in ordinary wine vessels."

"I've heard that you have a golden-threaded red agate cup in the pavilion. I wonder if I would have the honor of seeing it?"

With a flushed, tipsy face, Han Fei, like one of those difficult, intoxicated guests, began making a series of demands:

"With fine wine and delicacies, how can we be without elegant music?"

"May I ask Miss Nongyu to play a piece on the zither?"

If an ordinary guest made a similar request, the girls in the pavilion would usually just laugh it off and brush it off. But the Ninth Young Master's status is no ordinary one.

Although Zi Nu did not personally receive them, she did instruct the girls to take good care of them.

However, Han Fei's request was not something that could be easily agreed to, especially regarding the arrangements for Nongyu, which required consulting Zi Nu for advice.

Han Fei made up some excuses and sent the girls away for the time being.

His previously carefree expression vanished instantly. He strode to the window and gazed towards the direction of the firelight.

"Is that the Blood-Clad Marquis's residence?"

"Given the condition of the Snowcloak Fortress soldiers, how could they lose control of the fire? Something's not right..."

Han Fei tapped his fingers lightly on the windowsill, his brow furrowed in thought.

A sudden gust of night wind swept over him, making his slightly tipsy mind clearer. In the corner of his eye, he saw a figure flash by as swift as the wind.

Han Fei possessed extraordinary insight.

The reaction time is also extremely fast.

Almost as soon as I caught sight of that figure, I immediately turned my gaze over, but I still couldn't see the other person's face clearly, only noticing the unusual white hair under the hood.

A gaze turned back towards them.

His cold indifference was tinged with domineering arrogance.

Her gaze followed the departing figure into the distance. Even though she believed in Wei Zhuang's strength as a disciple of Ghost Valley, Zi Nu's furrowed brows remained unchanged. She stared at the flames in the distance that showed no signs of dying out, unable to regain her usual composure and calm.

"These are truly turbulent times..."

Looking out the window, Zi Nu could vaguely see the chaos and commotion where the flames were shooting into the sky. The fact that the residence of the Blood-Clad Marquis, one of the Four Fiends of the Night, had caught fire should have been a cause for celebration for her.

If she wasn't involved.

At this moment, Zi Nu felt that her thoughts were as chaotic as the fire in the Blood-Clad Marquis's mansion.

For a moment, I couldn't make sense of my thoughts at all.

Initially, it was the Ninth Prince Han Fei who came uninvited.

For Zi Nu, this should have been good news.

However, she wasn't surprised by this, given his well-known dissolute reputation. Even if it was just out of personal interest, he would most likely still come to Zilan Pavilion to appreciate it.

Moreover, Jiang Mo had been arranged to come here beforehand.

The fact that he arrived at Zilan Pavilion so quickly shows that my strategy of befriending Jiang Mo has worked.

With this in mind, Zi Nu gladly approached Han Fei and made contact with him. Then, she was surprised to find that Han Fei seemed somewhat bewildered by her deliberate probing.

No, judging from the Ninth Young Master's appearance, he clearly knows very little about the Purple Orchid Pavilion.

Then why did you specifically send Jiang Mo here...?

Wait, is that guy really here at Zilan Pavilion with a mission from Young Master Jiu?

Zi Nu suddenly realized that she might have misunderstood something. She quickly reviewed the details of her interactions with Jiang Mo and found that he had never said that he was representing Han Fei.

He simply handed over a jade pendant that was exclusively for royal use.

Zi Nu already had a well-thought-out plan for contacting the Ninth Prince Han Fei, but now she has inevitably had to make a somewhat awkward strategic shift.

She felt it was necessary to confirm some things with Jiang Mo.

She couldn't find Jiang Mo, who had left early in the morning, but she did run into Wei Zhuang, who had returned, and learned some details about Jiang Mo's interactions with Tang Qi from him.

The Blood-Clad Marquis's Mansion...

Baiyue remnants...

These pieces of intelligence were all of great importance, and Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang could not afford to take them lightly.

Before they could reach any concrete conclusions, something even more explosive happened before their eyes: the towering flames coming from the direction of the Blood-Clad Marquis's residence seemed to be proving some of Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang's bold guesses.

Without saying a word, Wei Zhuang jumped out of the window with his sword.

"That drunkard...isn't he acting far too impulsively?"

From a rational perspective, Zi Nu felt that Jiang Mo wouldn't cause such a commotion in a place like the Blood-Clad Marquis's mansion. But her woman's intuition told her that the guy was absolutely capable of doing such a thing.

You could tell from the look in his eyes when he hugged her that day...

Tsk, that wasn't a hug for you at all, why do you remember it so clearly?

The vivid image that appeared in her mind made Zi Nu pause for a moment, and then she couldn't help but curse herself inwardly, feeling inexplicably ashamed of herself.

Whether that guy lives or dies is none of her business!

It would be best if he burned to death there. I would even get a priceless jade pendant for free, and I wouldn't have to worry about that guy causing trouble outside and bringing big trouble back to Zilan Pavilion.

That's what she said, but Zi Nu still couldn't help but frown and gaze at the distant firelight.

For a moment, she completely forgot that there was a Ninth Young Master waiting for her to entertain him.

It wasn't until her sister, who was originally in charge of entertaining Han Fei, came over and asked her whether or not to fulfill the Ninth Prince's various requests that Zi Nu's thoughts drifted back to the present.

"Hmm? You all came one after the other? Who is serving the Ninth Young Master?"

Zi Nu narrowed her eyes, noticing something amiss.

The girls who served Han Fei were mostly deceived by the Ninth Young Master's harmless appearance and charming sweet talk, and subconsciously became somewhat lax and careless.

It wasn't until Zi Nu said this that they realized they seemed to have been intentionally dismissed.

"There should be two younger sisters beside them as well..."

The last girl to arrive hurriedly spoke uncertainly, her tone sounding quite guilty.